Becky woke up slowly. Stretching her entire body from her fingertips to her toes. Opening her baby blue eyes, she blinked as the bright sunlight invaded the room. The open blind went unnoticed last night because it was dark outside when Charley carried her into her mom's room. Looking around her, she saw the nightstand with the bowl of now cold water and the jar of Vaseline still there. She blushed, even though she was alone in the room because she remembered how Charlie had used the jelly, and blushing was not the only reaction she had in response to what she saw. Becky felt her nipples harden beneath the cool soft sheet and a delicious tingle was spreading upwards from her clit to her tummy. She smiled as she pulled back the sheet and scampered off to take a shower.
All fresh and pink from her shower, Becky emerged with a thick towel wrapped around her slim body and a matching one made into a turban holding her wet hair off her shoulders. Singing a tune and feeling so much better than she did last night, Becky skipped down the stairs and into the kitchen. There, leaning against the counter was Charley.
"G' morning, Becky. You are looking much better than you did last night. How are you feeling?" he asked.
"Oh much better, thanks. I am sorry you had to deal with all that. I'm sure that last night wasn't the way you thought things would go when you told mom you would look out for me." She answered.
"Nonsense, I'm glad I was here for you Becky. It could have been more serious. I'm just happy that we got you all fixed up and well. Want some juice? Toast? Anything?"
"I think I can handle a glass of juice but that is all for now, thanks." Becky answered as she walked further into the room.
Pouring bright orange liquid into a glass, Charley lifted the carton high to make little bubbles foam on the top and he handed it to Becky. As she took the glass from him, their fingers touched and they both felt a spark of electricity shoot through their fingers. Her pretty blue eyes looked up into his dark brown ones. Hers were wide and innocent; his were crinkling at the corners showing his distinguished laugh lines as he smiled down at her. Becky drained the glass quickly quenching her strong thirst and to hide her feeling of uncertainty in that moment. She put down the glass and walked over to where Charley still stood. Looking up into his eyes, all she said was, "Charley".
His arms opened and Becky moved into them as he held her close, neither of them saying anything. Lifting her head, Becky didn't have long to wait for Charley's lips to meet hers. The kiss began softly, then harder, more passionate. Tongues met and explored new territory. Becky broke away first.
"Charley, last nightβ¦" she began.
"Sshhhh, sweetie, there is nothing to say about last night."
"But, Charley there is, there's lots to say. First, I want you to know it was incredible. Not the first part, the part where I was sick but you know⦠the other part." She blushed as the words tumbled out.
"It was pretty incredible for me too, honey. Probably shouldn't have happened but I can't honestly say I am sorry that it did."
"Charley, I am over 18 now, I am not a baby like Mom thinks I am. I am the same age she was when she married Dad. I am a woman."
Charley smiled wickedly, " Oh there is no doubt about that, honey. That isn't what I meant. I was referring to our age difference and the betrayal of trust your mom has in me."
"What betrayal? I was sick last night. You came and helped me just as she would have wanted you to." Blushing brightly, Becky continued, "Well, maybe not exactly like she wanted you to. But you were here for me and that is what counts. The rest⦠well, the rest just happened. It happened cause you are a man and whether mom likes it or not, I am a woman. There was sexual tension and attraction long before last night, at least for me there was. And Charley, I want more. I want you to teach me the rest. I want to make you feel good too. OK?" She asked.
"Becky, I don't think you realize how good you did make me feel, then and now."
"Charrrley⦠You know what I mean!" Becky frowned.
"Yes honey, I know what you mean. Go get your suit and we will go for a swim. I think we both need to cool off a little, for now anyway.
Looking up at him she tried to read his eyes, and it was then she knew she had won. With just a nod, she ran upstairs to get her suit.
Becky came scampering downstairs a few minutes later and went straight to the pool where Charley was already swimming laps. She waited until he was swimming toward her, looked up and smiled. Becky opened her robe and let it drop to the ground, and she stood there totally naked. Charley brushed the droplets of water from his face but it was too late. He heard the sound of giggles and a splash of the water as she dove in right beside him. Delicate little hands grasped the waistband of his swimsuit and tugged them down. With a shake of his head, Charley gave up and helped her pull the trunks entirely off.
Playfully, Becky splashed him in the face with water and tried to scamper away in that difficult way it is to run in water. Charley was too quick and he grabbed her waist and pulled her naked body to him. They gasped simultaneously, not realizing until too late the effect of their naked bodies touching would have on them so quickly.
Almost roughly, Charley turned Becky away from him and pushed her to the side of the pool. The top half of her body was entirely out of the water and her hips were against the rough edge. Ass up, Charley spread her legs and lowered his face between them. The taste of water and chlorine was strong and he was disappointed that he could not really taste her. Moving in closer and deeper, he spread her firm cheeks and slid his tongue across her dark opening. His tongue speared her, trying to insert it to taste the real Becky, the woman. His tongue lapped at the crinkled skin and he loved it when he heard her gasp aloud. He knew she would love this but he was impatient and wanted more. He wanted to give her more, take more, and share more. He just wanted more of this delightful young lady and he was going to take it. Without a moment's hesitation, Charley let go of Becky but only long enough to turn her and carry her in his arms to the stairs of the pool, out of the water and into the house.
Once inside, the air conditioning felt cool on their heated bodies and they ignored the puddle of water forming at their feet on the kitchen floor. Charley carried her into the laundry room and stood her on her feet. Grabbing a towel he ran it quickly over his own body just enough to stop him from dripping before he turned to Becky and dried her more thoroughly and tenderly. Becky pulled away from him so she could see his naked body for the first time. He was hard. Her hand reached out to touch him and his cock bounced lightly in reflex. Becky pulled her hand back quickly but Charley took it and pulled it back to him.
"It's ok, Beck, touch me. I want you to touch me."
Becky allowed Charley to wrap her hand around his erection and she squeezed it. Charley moaned and swayed a little with his eyes closed. Becky's eyes lifted for just a moment to his eyes but they quickly returned to his cock. She smiled enjoying the rush of power she felt knowing that she could make Charley moan aloud just as he had made her moan. Charley's eyes were still closed so Becky felt braver and she kneeled down to take a closer look. She held his cock within inches of her face. Charley gasped when he felt her breath on the head of his penis. Becky saw a bead of clear liquid moisten the small slit in the head of cock. Her thumb slid across it and it was silky smooth. Curious she placed her thumb in her mouth and tasted him.