Bobby was walking home from the mall a few days after his visit to Mrs. Fargo's house. He was supposed to go to Mrs. Everett's the next day. Mrs. Everett called and told Bobby's mother she needed help cleaning weeds out of her flower beds, but the young man knew what she really wanted help with. He and Mrs. Everett would probably be doing something in a bed, but not a flowerbed.
He was half way home when a car pulled up beside him and stopped. Kim Grasso, a girl he knew from school, smiled out the open passenger window at him. "Hi, Bobby, want a ride?" she asked.
"Ah, sure, I guess so," Bobby replied. He never expected to get an invitation like this from Kim. She was a couple of years older than he was and never paid him much attention in school.
Bobby wasn't aware that some days earlier, Kim overheard her mother's best friend, Nicole Everett, describing her affair with a younger man to Kim's mother. Mrs. Everett had described what was going on in some detail and what she said aroused Kim's interest. Although Mrs. Everett didn't disclose the name of the young man she was having the affair with, Kim knew Bobby Draper did chores for the Everetts and decided he had to be the one her mother's friend had been talking about. Hearing Bobby's sexual prowess described in such glowing terms intrigued and excited Kim, who made up her mind to find out if he was as good in bed as Mrs. Everett said he was.
She and her best friend Paula Wilton were driving down the street when Kim spotted Bobby walking along the sidewalk. She got Paula to stop. Kim, quite the sexual adventuress, didn't mind that Paula was along; she figured three would have a lot more fun than two.
Bobby looked at Kim. She wasn't exactly pretty, but there was something about her he found intriguing and sexy. She had dark brown hair, always fixed just right, very nice breasts, and an ass that made his mouth water. Her smooth skin was always tan, no matter what time of year.
Smiling, Kim got out of the car to let him in. He surveyed her and his eyes widened. Her admirable body was clad in navy-blue dress with white polka dots all over it, made of a silky material, and held up by two spaghetti straps that ran over Kim's gorgeous shoulders. Bobby swallowed hard. She was dynamite!
"Get in, Bobby," Kim said.
The young man slid into the wide front seat of the station wagon and saw the attractive, slim blonde sitting behind the steering wheel. He recognized Paula Lawson, a friend of Kim's. Like Kim, Paula was a cheerleader in the high school Bobby attended. One year, Paula had been homecoming queen. Bobby, a freshman at the time, never dreamed he'd get to talk with her, never mind sit next to her in a car.
Paula had a very lovely face, a slim, athletic body, and long straight blonde hair that hung almost to her hips. She was wearing perfume and the scent filled Bobby's nose. Turmoil began in his groin.
Paula turned and smiled at him. "Hi, Bobby," she murmured. Her voice was silky, soft and husky.
Bobby couldn't believe it! He'd always regarded Paula as unattainable! He didn't think the fact she and Kim had stopped to give him a ride meant anything. Just the same, being in the same car with the two gorgeous girls was an opportunity Bobby never imagined he'd have.
Once Bobby was in the car, Kim slid in next to him, closed the door, and they started off. When Paula turned left instead of right at the next corner, Bobby realized they were heading away from his house, not toward it.
"Where are we going?" Bobby asked nervously.
Kim patted his leg. "I had an idea you might like to get out with kids your own age," she whispered, leaning over and putting her lips close to his ear. "From what I hear, you've been busy this summer, haven't you?"
"Ah...I...I guess so," Bobby replied. He wasn't sure what Kim was talking about. He also wasn't sure whether the fact Paula's slim leg was pressed against his on one side and Kim's on the other, meant anything; whether it did or not, the pressure of the girls' legs, plus Kim's sultry comment, caused his cock to stiffen in his pants.
"Paula works at the mall with me," Kim commented as they drove down a lonely country road just outside Jamestown.
Bobby looked at the girl behind the wheel. Paula had on a white sweater that buttoned down the front and a white mini-skirt. She had terrific legs, which were well displayed by the short skirt.
"Where are we going?" he asked.
"Don't worry, Bobby," Kim said. She laid her hand on his leg and stroked it. "You're safe with us. Paula and I will take very good care of you." Her comment did little for the young man's composure.
"You know me, don't you, Bobby?" Paula asked. Bobby jumped when the blonde's hand fell lightly onto his other leg. "I wouldn't do anything you didn't want me to."
Bobby's mind was racing and his body felt as if it were on fire. What was going on? What were Kim and Paula up to? Paula squeezed his leg, then her hand slid upward. Bobby gasped when the young woman's hand traced the outline of his stiffened cock.
"You weren't making it up, were you, Kim?" Paula murmured, her voice sounding a bit hoarse. "He's everything you said he was. And more! No wonder Mrs. Everett likes fucking him!"
