Yesterday, the National Hockey League held its All-Star Game in Atlanta, GA, the home of who-cares-about-hockey. Being an avid hockey fan, I planned to watch it because I was alone at home and wouldn't be disturbed with constant chatter. My wife was away with my daughter Nikki until late last night; my son-in-law was away on a winter camping trip; and my grandchildren were at their other grandmother's.
I went to Tim Hortons, a local coffee/donut haunt that has become a Canadian icon. I was just getting out of my car to go inside when my daughter's girlfriend, Kim, drove up and parked beside me. This is a 28-year-old girl that I would marry if there weren't such a drastic age difference. She is pretty, funny, well-spoken, and affectionate. Her only downside is that she is probably about 30 pounds overweight, but that didn't matter because she had so many other qualities that I easily overlook when I see her.
The sad part of all of this is that she is still single but doesn't want to be. I don't know why men don't try to date her, but they don't. Maybe she gives them the impression that she is not interested, but I know she would be if the right guy came along. She has a 24-year-old sister, Kelly, who is drop-dead gorgeous with a fantastic body, and that probably doesn't help Kim very much. I have flirted a lot with her and she has flirted with me as well. Many times we hugged each other, and the feel of her tits lingering on me was so good. I think I could have fucked her because she was just so touchy-feely friendly with me, but the opportunity just didn't come up, although my dick did when I was with her. Anyway, back to Kim.
"I was thinking of going through the drive-thru until I saw you. How are you, Honey?" she said as she approached me and we gave each other a small kiss on the lips.
"Even better now that I am with you," I said as a pretty good opening line. But, it was true, I just love being with her. We have met several times for coffee but nothing else and every minute with her made me feel so-o-o-o good, not because I wanted sex with her, but because I really did and do love her.
"What's going on today?" she asked me. I told her that I was just stopping for coffee then I was going to go home and watch the All-Star game.
"Really? Is that on today?" she asked me. I told her about the skills competition and that the game was on later today. She really likes hockey and has been to a few SENS games with my daughter.
"Are Nikki and Don coming over to watch it with you?" she asked me. I told her that everyone was away and that I was all by myself.
"Me, too. I'm all alone. Want some company watching the game?" she asked me. With her, it wasn't company, it was a treat and that's what I told her.
We sat together and had a coffee for about a half hour and then decided we were there long enough. We got into our separate cars and drove to my house. Once inside, I took her jacket from her and noticed her nice large tits under her white blouse. They looked just great to me, but I didn't think I would ever get to savor them.
I asked her if it was okay if I closed the drapes so we wouldn't get a glare on the TV. It is a 42" LCD screen, and I find that I will get a glare, but I just didn't want to take a chance that people would see us there all alone. She said she didn't mind.
We sat in the best seat in the house, a long while sofa facing the TV. We sat side-by-side, and she immediately took my hand in hers. This wasn't unusual because she has often done this even when there were people around. I could feel her body next to mine, and I gripped her hand quite tight.
"I always feel so good when I am with you, Bruce. You just make me feel so special," and she leaned up and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I told her how much she meant to me, and the conversation ended there.
We chatted for over an hour about things in general and while we talked, she released my hand from hers and put her hand on my thigh. That felt pretty good, and I thought it was innocent because it was on top of my thigh, not between them.
"Would you mind if I were to stretch out and lie down with my head on your lap?" she asked me. I told her that it wouldn't bother me at all, and she did.
You can picture someone lying on your lap while you are sitting up. There isn't much place to put your hands without being inappropriate, so I just put them down so that I had one on my left side and the right one around her shoulder. I could see quite a bit of cleavage down her blouse, and it was somewhat stimulating.
"How come you haven't got a man yet, Kim? Are all these guys blind or something? You are gorgeous, you're sexy, you've got a great sense of humor, and I love everything about you." I asked.
"Well, there is this one guy who has been showing quite a bit of interest. He's good looking, has a good job, is fun to talk to, and he has a good body." she told me.
"Hey, checking out the bod, have you? Lucky guy! Wish it were me."
""I check you out long ago and there isn't one thing about you that I don't like. OK, that's not true. I don't like the fact that you're married and I don't like the fact that you're too old for me. But I do like the fact that I'm here with you now and I can touch you all I want."
"Kim, you're shocking me. I never knew you thought that much of me. I'm flattered. I wish I weren't too old for you, too, Kim. I'd do anything for you." I told her.
"Bruce, if I tell you something, would promise not to share it with anyone, especially Kelly?" she asked.
"Why would I talk to Kelly about anything? It's not like we're buddies or anything?" I asked her.
"Because she talks about you a lot. She thinks you're so fucking hot." I just about fell off the sofa when she said that.
"How did that word come out of your pretty little mouth? I didn't think you knew that word?"
"Two years ago, I would never have thought of using it, but Kelly brought me into this century in more ways than one. Do you want to hear about it?" I told her I did and she began the story.
"I have always been extremely naive about sex of any kind, although Kelly was doing it with her boyfriend regularly. I felt a bit jealous that she was having sex and I wasn't even getting a date. As a matter of fact, I wasn't very clued in on what having sex was all about."