Isabel and I didn't see each other as much over the summer, though once or twice a week she'd drop by in the afternoon for a short swim in my pool. Most of those times, we wound up skinny dipping and screwing in the water. Unbeknownst to her parents, she went on the pill shortly after graduation, so our encounters were usually bareback, and I usually filled her dark haired pussy with a generous dose of sperm. She enjoyed the feeling of it shooting inside her, and how it felt being full of my come for hours afterward. On several occasions, Isabel came over with her best friend Julianne, who had also just graduated. Isabel had mentioned to me that I might want to get with Julianne once she left for college. I had said that might seem creepy, me at 59 calling a 19 year old girl for a date, but Isabel assured me that my attention would not be unwanted.
Julianne was a little cutie. Well, not so little. Both girls have dark hair and brown eyes, but that's where the similarity ends. Julianne's hair is straighter to Isabel's wavy curls. Where Isabel is barely five feet, Julianne is 5'8", and a C cup to Isabel's A. She also has a nicely round, slightly plump ass that I just want to bite. Her long, cheerleader legs accentuate her ass, and as I got to know her more, I increasingly imagined them wrapped around me as I rode her hard.
The two girls were inseparable, and while Isabel and I had taken care to keep the more intimate details of our relationship quiet, I wondered if she had shared them with Julianne, especially in light of the comment she had made to me about calling her. I soon found out.
The girls had stopped over one afternoon in July for a quick swim, and Julianne, half kidding, asked me if I was going to miss Isabel once she went off to college on the west coast.
"Of course," I replied, hugging Isabel. "She's my best student."
Julianne smiled. "Yeah, I bet. I know how she loves being the teacher's pet. Or petting the teacher."
Isabel smiled. "If you're nice, I'll let you borrow him once I'm gone. You're only going to Northeastern State, you might need the help."
"Then I get to be teacher's pet," said Julianne, coming over to me, putting her arms around me from the opposite side. She looked up at me, running her hand over my chest. "Or pet the teacher."
This was new. Julianne is a very pretty girl, and not wanting for the attention of guys her own age. Isabel had told me some stories about her escapades with her boyfriends, and how she had screwed all of the five she'd had in the last year. While we had seen each other a number of times when Isabel and I were together, she had never shown any interest in me til now. I liked it, but wasn't sure how Isabel was going to react to her best friend hitting on me, even if we weren't exclusive, and even in light of Isabel's comments.
"If you pet the teacher," said Isabel, "you better be prepared for him to pet you." She looked up at me, then stood on her toes and kissed my cheek. "He'll take you places all those guys you've been slutting around with this year have no idea about."
I looked at Isabel and smiled. She stood on her toes again, kissing my cheek, whispering in my ear, "Remember what we talked about."
"Who's a slut??" said Julianne, laughing. "You haven't been coming over here three days a week all year just to get math and AP History help!!"
Isabel smiled. "Maybe not." She looked up at me. I just smiled at her.
"Well, I do comprehensive tutoring in all subjects," I said, looking first at Isabel, then at Julianne. "And there is an extracurricular program as well, for special students."
The girls laughed. Isabel looked up at me, then spoke to Julianne. "Yeah, Jules, maybe I'll get you registered for next year, especially for the after school activities." They laughed again. We had to break up the party, since both girls had to get to their jobs, but the stage was set.
As it turned out, I didn't need to wait for the new school year for Julianne. She was a runner in high school, and did a couple of miles every day even after graduation. I was on my way to get groceries one day in mid August when there had been showers on and off. I spotted a runner on the road ahead of me just as the skies opened up. I went past the runner, thinking, 'poor SOB, going to get soaked,' when I noticed it was Julianne. I pulled off just ahead of her. She picked up her pace, getting to me just as I rolled down the passenger side window. She looked in.
"Oh, hi, Tom," she said, a big smile coming over her face.
"Hop in," I said. "Can't be any fun to get soaked while doing your road work."
Julianne got in and settled into her seat. She wasn't saturated, but her shirt was quite wet, and showing her pink nipples through her bra, which was quite thin, and also wet enough to become transparent. Much as I liked the view, I knew she was going to get cold in the air conditioned car, so I killed the AC, and pulled a small blanket out of the back, putting it over her shoulders.
"Thanks," she said. "That was good timing. When the rain started, I thought I'd get home looking like a wet dog," she laughed.
"A really pretty wet dog," I flirted. "But still soaked, which isn't fun."
"Well, a warm shower is a big help, but, yeah, no fun while it's happening."
"I can drop you home if you want, I was just on my way to the store, and I have nothing else going on, so it's no trouble."
"That would be great," said Julianne, happy to be out of the rain. "Do you mind if I tag along?? I need to pick up a few things myself."
"Sure. Might want to do something with that shirt, though, or you'll be doing more advertising than the store circular."
Julianne looked down at her shirt, then at me, smiling. "Yeah, I might," she said with a laugh.
"You can have this one if you want to get out of that wet outfit," I said, pulling on the button down shirt I was wearing open over a t shirt.
"That would be great!!" said Julianne. Just as she spoke, I pulled into the store parking lot. "Pull in over here," she said, pointing to a spot toward the back of the lot. "I can change here where it won't be so obvious."
I pulled in to a spot in a back corner. Julianne looked at me, then grabbed the bottom of her tee, and pulled it up over her head, as if she'd done it in front of me a thousand times. She smiled. "Well, it's not as if you haven't seen me almost naked as it is. I mean, how many times have I been to your pool??"
I agreed that I had seen her in a bikini on many occasions, though not as see through as her bra was right then, which I pointed out.
"True," said Julianne, "but it's not like you've never seen a woman naked, either."
"True," I said. "But not many are as appealing as you are, or as young."
Julianne gave me a knowing smile. "Afraid how you'll react??"
"I know exactly how I'll react," I told her. "I may be old, but everything still works."
"So I've heard," said Julianne, reaching for me. She kissed me, her hand wandering down to the growing bulge in my shorts. "Mmmm, so I see!!" She reached into the leg of my shorts, quickly finding the swelling head of my cock. She stroked a couple of times, making it expand as my cock lengthened. She pulled the head out, continuing to stroke, her eyes fixed on the head as it pulsed in her hand.
Julianne pushed the leg of my shorts up, exposing my entire shaft, which was reaching full mast. She stroked down my cock, then over my balls, which she pulled out of my shorts. "Don't want you getting bound up in there," she said, smiling at me. She slowly fondled my nuts, then stroked my cock again, then went back to my balls. "Nice and heavy, bet you're just full of come."
"Keep going, you'll find out very soon."
Julianne looked up at me. "Hope so. I've heard good things." She smiled, rubbed my balls again, then sat up. She smiled at me, then reached around and unhooked her bra, shrugging it off. She tossed it in the back. She was now in my front seat in a supermarket parking lot wearing only sneakers and running shorts. Her C cup tits were a little damp, and now out in the cool air of my car, her nipples were quite stiff.
I reached over, taking her tits in my hands. "Wow, your hands are warm!!" said Julianne, amazed at the heat of my body. I gently massaged her soft, pliable breasts, making sure I touched every part of them, tops, sides and underneath, all while keeping my thumbs on her nipples.
"I'm told I give off a lot of heat. You should share a bed with me on a cold night." I looked into her brown eyes. She smiled. I leaned forward, as she did, and we met in a long, soft, loving kiss. I took my left hand off her tit and reached around to her back, holding her to me.
We broke our kiss. Julianne looked at me as I held her. "You do give off a lot of heat. I can only imagine what being in bed with you on a cold night would be like," she said, an 'I want that so bad' smile coming across her face.
I took my shirt off and put it around her shoulders. "This should help til we can do that," I said. She kissed me again, and leaned over, taking my cock in her hand once more.