As with my other stories, I'll start off by saying that this is a true story. Only names and small inconsequential details have been changed. But this story is something that hasn't been told or even really thought about in, wow, 20+ years... Crazy how fast time goes by.
And now without further ado, I give to you all my precious Little Ones my first experience with an older woman...
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I am an only child. I grew up with a couple "hippie" parents. They were good people for the most part, doing the best they could. A few times a year they'd throw a big bonfire party and all their friends would come by. Play guitars, sing, drink beer, smoke weed, you get the idea. Hippie shit.
Sindee was one of my mom's newer friends. She would have been in her mid-thirties about the time of this particular party.
Body still fine as she was into some sort of yoga. And this was early 90s, before yoga became such an Americanized "pasttime." She had to be about 5'2 and if I had to guess, 115lbs? Short brown hair, brown eyes. She had never been married, though she had been with the same guy for years. I'm having trouble even recalling much about him now. Basically wallpaper.
It's about 8:30 and many people are already at my home, eating, smoking, drinking. And I'm inside on the phone with my high-school sweetheart. Arguing. Again.
"No Kim. No. No I'm not going to go pick up your dumb brother. Yes I do love you, but fuck, I just turned 18! It's not my job to be taxi for your 29 year old loser brother!"
"Uh huh, uh huh, fine whatever. Yah call me when you feel like it, I'm done fighting."
I slam the phone down and turn to walk back into the kitchen to get something to eat before everything is gone, from the partying middle-aged yahoo's that my parents are friends with. Coming around the corner I notice Sindee. She's bent over, feeding my parents dog, my dog a chip. Her tight, toned ass barely covered by the short Jean shorts she was wearing.
"Good boy," she's telling my dog, his tail happily wagging as he scarfed down the chips as if they were the greatest thing on earth.
"She's using you yah know," I heard Sindee say, still bent over feeding Champ.
"Excuse me," I reply mind coming back to the present moment, out of the porn that had started playing in my teenage mind. (Any guy who happens to read this will know exactly what I'm talking about. At that age we could simultaneously play 25 different porns we kept stored in our "spank bank.") And seeing Sindee bent over had started that up in my mind.
"I'm sorry. I couldn't help but overhear your conversation. From the sounds of it, she's taking your kindness for granted too much," she said standing back up and turning to face me.
"Plus I am friends with your mom. And your mom HATES Kim. You know that right? And she tells me all the stuff that Kim's done to you that she's found out about by reading your notes. Really, you need to get rid of your love letters or do your own laundry cuz your mom reads them all."
"Uhhhhhh," I manage to get out. (Yes I know, real Rico Sauvé I was. Gimme a break I was 18.)
She turns to walk back out back, stops as she's passing me and looks me dead in the eye. "You deserve better..." and walks out the back door, that amazing ass sauntering away.
Now, for my parents being such big hippies they were NOT COOL with their teenage son smoking cigarettes. We lived on a dead end street, so if I wanted to have a cigarette I would take Champ for a walk. Its about 11:30, not to late but late enough that if I was to go out with Kim, we would have already met up. But not that night.
Walking back toward my house I see a small shape walking towards me.
"Got another one of those," I hear as the shape gets closer and closer. It's Sindee.
