Dear Faithful Readers,
I hope you like this little memory from my past. I sure loved making it...
As always for your pleasure
The Nitegazer
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Ryan lay on his bed, one arm slung across his eyes, his other hand, slowly stroking the bulge that twitched through the cloth of his skimpy running shorts as he thought of her. She was his latest obsession, and she was also proving to be his greatest challenge. He sighed, frustrated, and slung his legs off the bed to sit on its edge, his chin cupped thoughtfully in his young hands as he watched the dust motes dancing in the sunlight that streamed in through the open window. He had been trying to get her to make love to him for almost two years now, but she had been as immovable as the sphinx.
He stood and wandered over to stare dreamily out the window, his room was on the second floor, and he could just see the top of her roof down the street. He wondered what she was doing...he could hear a lawn mower in the distance...the cicadas thrumming heavily in the trees...maybe she was mowing the lawn...mmm that started him thinking; mostly about the bright shocking pink bikini she wore when she mowed and how the top clung to her breasts, cupping them like small pink hands. Lord, but she was hot! He couldn't stop thinking about her, but no matter what he'd tried, he couldn't get into her pants.
He sighed and stood crossing to the mirror on the door. He was sharp enough, he thought, turning to look at himself from the side as he flexed his biceps. He had played football on the varsity team last year, he lifted weights, ran track....so he was muscled in all the right places; his hair was good, thick and sandy blonde, his teeth strait and white....all the girls at school had been hot for him... but he had always been attracted to older women...
Girls were silly giggly things, good for a quick fuck, but usually so disappointing in bed. He had been seduced by an older woman when he was a virgin. He had spent two weeks in Cozumel on vacation with his parents. One day while exploring the island he had found her sun-tanning on the private beach below her villa.
She was there for the summer, and she'd found him beautiful, willing and intelligent and she'd been fascinated that he was still a virgin at 17. She had taken him under her wing teaching him the finer points of sex...and he had acquired skills most teen age boys didn't have. He had been an avid student, eager to learn the secrets to a woman's body. While his parents thought he was exploring the town he had been exploring the sensuous arts with her in her private beach house...his amorous adventures with her had spoiled him.
He sighed again, and wandered back to the window to gaze longingly at her rooftop and stroke the painful hard-on that was peaking out of the waist band of his cotton shorts. He leaned against the window sill, day dreaming about how he would make love to her...if she would only give him the chance. A frustrated groan rumbled deep in his chest as his balls began to throb painfully.
"This is bull-shit!" he grumbled, "I'm going over there..." and, pulling on his running shoes and a t-shirt long enough to hide his aching dick he trotted down the stairs and out the door into the warm summer sunshine.
Julie was in the house when he got there, he could see her through the screen door, washing the dishes. He stood outside for a minute admiring her. She was so lovely; a small woman, just 5'2". She had the tanned muscled body of an avid water skier with long thick brown hair that stopped just short of the curve of a tight round ass.
She was wearing a pair of cut of jeans and some kind of cotton tank halter thing with tiny buttons down the front...the top button was open...and she wasn't wearing a bra, much to his delight...she rarely did, especially in the summer and it was one of the things that drove him crazy. Her breasts were small and firm, with large rigid nipples that protruded seductively from the thin fabric of her cotton shirt.
She had the stereo on and she was dancing a little while she worked, her breasts jiggled in the most delightful way, causing his softening cock swell hard again...as he watched she dropped a fork and when she bent over to retrieve it the tank-shirt bloused open for a brief glimpse of tit all the way to the hard pink nipple. A lightning bolt of desire sliced through him all the way to his dick, and he leaned his head on the door frame and closed his eyes while trying collect himself.
He knocked on the screen door and she turned to see who was there, a smile lighting her beautiful face as she motioned for him to come in. He entered quickly sitting at the breakfast bar that separated the living room from the kitchen, hoping that she hadn't seen the enormous bulge in his shorts.
"What's up?" She queried, "You enjoying time off before college starts in the fall?" He nodded his answer as she rinsed the last of the soap suds out of the sink and hung the dishrag over the faucet...she turned and flashed that breathtaking smile at him. "Shelly's spending the night at Natalie's house and Max is at Pop's riding the 4-wheeler with Gary, he's spending the night too, but you can call him over there if it's important."
"No, that's OK, I really came to see you." He smiled at her boldly; delighted that they were alone. She leaned over the bar shaking her finger at him saying, "Ryan, I've told you more than once that we are not happening, you are a handsome, sexy boy, but I have a step-daughter almost your age; what would my kids think if they found out the things you've pulled trying to get me to go to bed with you?
He ducked his head and shrugged "Who says they'll ever find out? I'd never tell...would you?" He looked up and grinned at her turning on the charm, "I have something for you; would you like to see it?"
