Chrissy was just starting to fall asleep when the loud thumping of her mother's bed frame sprang her awake. Her room was directly below her mother's bedroom and she couldn't believe they were at it again.
"Ugh. Really!" Chrissy mumbled to herself, she grabbed her earbuds and unlocked her phone. She sat up in her bed and opened her music app, she was hoping The Pixies could drown out the nighttime sex-capade that seemed to happen more often since Chrissy graduated high school.
She was an only child, so she had her pick of the rooms in the house. When her parents divorced a few years ago Chrissy requested to have her father's old "man cave" in the finished basement. Her small bed was next to a large pool table and wrap around couch, with a sweet 72" TV and a small bar that was, unfortunately not stocked. Her room was the best place for her friends to hang out and her mother gave Chrissy her privacy and freedom. Her mom Linda started seeing Jake a few months ago, there were other boyfriends, but Jake was by far the coolest. The fact that he drove a motorcycle and played guitar in a classic rock band made him a "total badass" in Chrissy's eyes.
The worst part of living in the man cave was listening to them go at it upstairs. Chrissy was quick with throwing on the TV or sliding on headphones, but one night she could hear her mom orgasming and that sent Chrissy into a state of nausea. "Ugh Gross!" Her thoughts went back to that time when she heard her mother panting.
Only tonight was different.
Chrissy had to pee. Badly.
The bathroom was upstairs and down the hall past her mother's room. She debated on waiting until they were finished, but the other night they went at it for close to forty five minutes and the night before that it was close to an hour. She shook her head, swearing to herself and questioning why she drank so much Sprite. "Just a few more weeks of this, then I'll be at school. Just a few more weeks," she said to herself. Chrissy counted down the days until she would be at her dorm and not having to listen to her own mother fornicate with her new stud boyfriend. She couldn't keep her bladder under control any longer and made the decision to tip-toe upstairs.
Turning up her phone, she hoped the sounds of Kim Deal's yelling and thumping bass lines would drown out her not so quiet mother having the time of her life. She crept quietly in her favorite pajamas which were pink plaid bottoms and the matching button down top. She made it to the bathroom undetected, passing by her moms room, looking away when she passed the half open door and headed to the bathroom. Sweet relief rushed through her as the three cans of Sprite exited her body.
Her mission was half over, now she had to find a way back downstairs. She switched from the Pixies to Soundgarden and listened to the lead singer's sharp voice slice through her earbuds. She quietly closed the bathroom door and rushed down the hall on her toes. As she approached the half open door, she suddenly caught a glimpse of Jake in the corner of her eye. Curiosity overcame her and she found herself peaking into the doorway.
Jake was standing against the bed with his muscular bare back exposed, flexing and moving while his firm ass tensed. There was no hair on his body, he was strong and tan. He was pulling Linda against his waist while he thrusted his hips into her. Chrissy backed away, but then peaked again, mesmerized by the sight of his ripped back, watching him throw his head back while he thrusted himself into her. Her mouth fell open and her knees felt weak while a surge of warmth radiated between her legs. She pressed her thighs together while she glided down the hall and straight down the stairs.
While lying in bed, she couldn't get the site of Jake's bare back out of her mind. His salt and pepper hair, his large hands holding onto her mothers waist, and his muscular ass, squeezing and flexing with every push. She closed her eyes and realized she was touching herself, sliding her fingers across the wetness between her legs, thumbing her clit while she imagined what Jake's cock looked like.
She squeezed her breast as she came, whimpering softly while she imagined Jake down stairs with her, sliding his fingers inside of her, licking her juices off his own hand after he played with her body. She thought of his muscles flexing and moving as he held her legs up and slid his hard cock inside her. The heavy hit song she was listening to had a sexy ending, a slide down the guitar strings that gave her goosebumps. She began to stroke herself again.
The next morning she was surprised to see Jake sitting at the couch watching TV.
"Hey Christina, good morning." He said with a slight wave.
"Oh, hey, mornin'." Chrissy attempted to hide her embarrassment, untying her messy brown hair and letting it fall to the sides of her face while she trotted up the stairs, "Where's mom?"
"She got called in around three this morning, I think they need her at the ICU until late this afternoon."
"That sucks, and she's working overnight tonight too. Jeez they need more nurses." Chrissy said while pouring herself a cup of coffee, "Are you hanging out here for the day?" She asked shyly.
"Yeah, only for a little while, I need to run out later and go to band practice."
"Oh, cool." Chrissy said, her nerves were overcoming her. She was awake for hours last night contemplating on asking Jake an outrageous question that would either satisfy her completely or would send her crashing and burning into a heap of embarrassment. She wanted to wait until Jake was alone, however this morning might be the best time to just get it over with. She paced over to the couch and sat beside him while he sat upright and smiled. "Jake, can I ask you a ridiculous question?"
"Sure, try me."
"So, I'm starting college in a few weeks—"
"Oh yeah, that's right! Congrats." He said with a thumbs up.
"Yeah, thanks. So anyways, wow this is weird, um, ok..."
"Is everything alright? Guy trouble or something?" Jake asked while bringing his coffee to his lips.
"Yeah you could say that," she replied, "So um, will you have sex with me?"
Jake spit out his coffee, "WHAT?"
"I know, I'm sorry!" Chrissy protested, "It's just—
"That's a NO Chrissy." Jake interrupted her as he hurried to fetch a roll of paper towel, "Not because, I mean you know, not because I wouldn't want to it's just, we can't. I mean you're my girlfriend's daughter and...hold up, how old are you?"
"I'm eighteen, have been since April."
"Ok. Uh," Jake was speechless, "Chrissy, lets start from the beginning, why do you want to have sex with me?"
Chrissy's heart was beating fast, she took a breath and placed her mug on the end table and folded her hands together nervously. "Honestly, well I've already have done some stuff, like, stuff with my hands, but I've never actually, you know, done it."
Jake was trying not to blush, "Ok, go on."
"It's just, well, I don't want to go to college a virgin."
"Then why don't you hook up with someone? Like someone your own age?"
"Do you know what high school guys are like? My last few boyfriends had no idea what the hell they were doing. Keith was way too aggressive and Craig, well lets just say he had no idea what to do, period! Actually I think he might be gay."
Jake shook his head, "Christina, I don't know what to tell you, I—
"It's ok, forget it, Ugh! I'm sorry It was crazy for me to ask you." She said as she covered her face with her hands, "I just, I want to experience it with someone who isn't going to hurt me or make me feel uncomfortable. I want it to feel good and I trust that your not going to be rough with me or do anything I don't want. Plus I can tell that you really know what you're doing, I can hear you and my mother almost every night your here."
Jake rubbed his temples slowly, "Oh jeez, Chrissy this is a lot to process."
"I know, I'm sorry, it was stupid of me to ask you, lets just forget it."
Jake took a moment to ponder the actual idea, he glanced over at Chrissy who was on the verge of crying from embarrassment. The more he thought of the situation, the more he considered actually helping her. "This is crazy you know?" He finally said to her, "How long have you been thinking about asking me?"
"Last night, but I've wanted my first time to be with someone older and experienced. And another thing is, I don't want to get knocked up on my first time! I hear all these horror stories from my friends who got pregnant on freakin' prom night. I just want to be with someone who knows what they're doing that's all. I'm sorry, please just forget it though okay?"
