It was a big week. I had my 18th birthday earlier in the week, and yesterday, I finished my junior year of high school. I was officially a senior and looking forward to a great Summer. Little did I know my Summer was about to get REALLY good. My Summer job didn't begin for a couple of weeks so I was able to sleep late. My parents were at work, so after breakfast and watching a couple of tv shows, I decided to go out to my driveway and shoot some hoops on the goal my Dad had erected for me several years earlier. It was still cool enough outside to feel good, before the Texas heat started heating up the day.
I hadn't been out there 10 minutes before Sarah, our next door neighbor walked out of her house, came over and asked how it felt to be a senior.
I laughed, "Not much different." I stopped playing and walked over to talk to her.
Sarah and Robert had lived in their house about five years. They have always been cordial and friendly. My parents talked to them when they were out in the yard. Their son, Robbie was going into the fourth grade.
Sarah was in her late 30's, an attractive brunette with short hair, and a very outgoing personality. She was wearing a thin sundress that had a plunging neck line. It was easy to see she wasn't wearing a bra. When she would talk and move, I could see the tops of her very ample breasts. I know I shouldn't be turned on by someone 20 years older than I am, but I could feel my dick building a tent in my shorts. I held the ball in front of my crotch to hide my hard-on. We talked for a while about school, etc. And yes, I guess you could say we were flirting some. I have a flirtatious personality anyway, and I quickly found out she does too.
As we were talking, I accidentally dropped the basketball and it rolled her direction. When she bent down to pick it up, the top of her sundress fell open. I could totally see both of her breasts. Being in high school, I had never seen breasts that large in person. I don't know if she looked or not, but it was obvious I was turned on.
She picked up the ball and passed it to me, reminding me she played basketball in high school out in West Texas.
I quickly put the ball in front of my crotch again to hide my engorged dick, and pressed the ball into my dick to give me a little relief.
Then she surprised me. "Hey, I want your opinion and clarification on some things."
Laughing, I couldn't figure out what I could clarify for her but I said, "Ok, about what?"
"It's starting to warm up out here. Can we go to my house where it's cooler and get something to drink while we talk?" She had never made any advances to me, so I really didn't think anything of it. Besides, I was a pretty naive kid.
"Sure." I put the ball in the garage and we walked to her house.
We walked to the kitchen where her small table was. She asked what I wanted.
"I have water, Dr. Pepper, and Coke."
"I'll just do water. Thanks."
"Water sounds good to me, too." I sit down at one end of the rectangle table. She brings the two glasses of water to the table and sits facing me, close to me on the corner. Again, I have a great view of the tops of her tits. Wondering where Robert and Robbie are, I ask.
"Robert is out of town until Friday night and Robbie is at a friend's house and won't be home until around dinner time. 5:00 or so."
Now that I am more comfortable knowing no one is going to walk in on us, and being really curious about what she wanted to talk about, I went ahead and asked, "So what was it you wanted to talk to me about?"
She began, "They are calling the 60's the Sexual Revolution."
I laugh and agree. "Yep, that's the new name. I guess since it's 1968 we're in the middle of it."
Smiling, and leaning a little closer, she responds, "Yes, I think we are. Now, I have a very personal question and if you don't want to answer, that's fine and I'll drop the subject."
"Go ahead. It's fun talking to you."
"Are you involved in it? Have you had sex with the girls you date? You're a very handsome, desirable young man. I'm sure you've had many opportunities for sex."
Taken aback by her blunt question, I respond, "Wow, I wasn't expecting that," I embarrassingly laugh.
"Like I said, you don't have to answer if you don't want."
"No, I'll answer. It's kind of fun and exciting to talk about it. And thank you for the very nice compliment. But you have to promise whatever I tell you goes to the grave with you. You know how my parents are, and If they find out, they will freak out."
"I promise."
"Technically, I haven't had sex with any of my dates or girlfriends. I have had some tops off or felt of their breasts from underneath their clothing. And I have had my hand in a few panties to finger them, but no, I haven't had intercourse with any of them."
Smiling bigger and very interested, Sarah asks, "Have any of them had their hands in your pants?"
"Some have. But mostly they have massaged me from the outside of my pants. Now, there were a couple where we were in bed naked except we left our underwear on to be safe. My main thing was to not get anyone pregnant. Neither of us wanted that. But that didn't keep us from having orgasms. I would orgasm in her hand, not inside her. And of course, she would orgasm several times when I fingered her and/or played with her breasts. Girls are lucky like that with multiple orgasms."
"Oh wow! That's hot!" Sarah said as she moved even closer. "That's one good thing about me. Although I'm still young enough, I can't get pregnant. I had to have some female surgery a couple of years ago and the surgery ended my possibly of getting pregnant."
I can see her erect, hard nipples trying to push through the thin material of her sundress.
"Thank you for feeling safe enough to talk to me like this. Do you find it erotic?" Sarah asked.
"Yes I do," as I move closer to the table to hide my bulging hard-on. To bring a little levity to the conversation and lighten the mood, I nervously laugh, "I was making out with one girl in my car and as we were kissing, she fainted. I thought she was dead. I quickly and nervously started putting her bra back on her when she woke up. Boy, was I relieved. We got her clothes back on her and she said she didn't feel well, so I took her home. We had several dates after that but I never made her faint again."
Sarah and I laughed and then she said, "So you kiss really well?"
"I don't know. I've never made anyone else faint," I chuckle.
Moving even closer, "Drew, have you ever kissed an older woman?"
"No, but I'd sure like to kiss you." Still sitting in our chairs we move to kiss each other. No embrace, just our lips touching. My body was exploding inside. After the kiss, we both agreed the kiss was electric. We kissed again, this time more open mouth and beginning to embrace. Our tongues danced in each other's mouths and she began massaging my dick from the outside of my shorts. Jesus, her hand felt good as we kissed.
