Author's Note: The slightly fictionalized account of a true story told to me by a high school friend at a recent reunion. She told me enough that I could figure out the details. Truth be told, she was someone I liked way back when.
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Renee and Peter had dated starting in high school and in the fall of 1982 they started attending a community college together. Neither of them came from well off families and this was about the best option they could come up with.
They didn't see each other so much during the school year but as the summer of 1983 got started it seemed their relationship took on a new tone. Up until that summer their relationship had been rather tame compared to that of their peers. Their kisses were chaste and they usually just held hands.
Memorial Day weekend of 1983 that all changed when they were out late one night. Peter was kissing Renee and for the first time his hand ventured under her blouse. She angrily swatted his hand away and the moment ended. After a few apologies he took her home.
That night Renee regretted being angry at her boyfriend. After all, he hadn't been too bad, right? Besides, as she thought about it she found herself wishing he'd do it again.
Through the first part of June Peter was nothing but a gentleman to Renee. Their kisses were chaste again and while Renee appreciated his respectful behavior she also missed the passion that he had briefly displayed.
One day Renee's working class parents were both away at work and she invited Peter over to her house for a swim. The pool was nothing fancy, just one of those cheap above-ground things that would last a couple summers before they fell apart.
Renee's parents had never explicitly told her not to have anyone over when they were away yet Renee suspected they would not have approved of Peter being alone at their house with their daughter. She felt a certain excitement at doing something a little on the forbidden side.
Renee had on a bikini and after Peter arrived he had on a pair of trunks. It had been since the previous summer since they'd been like this with each other. Now things were different and both of them looked at each other much differently.
They spent most of the morning frolicking in the pool and talking. Before lunch time the two of them sat down on chaise lounges to sun themselves, warm up, and dry off.
Lunch was simple: Peanut butter and jelly sandwiches with a couple bottles of Double Cola.
After lunch the two of them cleaned up their dishes and put them away. At this point Renee invited Peter to come to her bedroom to see her new stereo.
They played some records and sat next to each other on Renee's bed talking about the music, the price of records, and the various recording artists of the day. They had sat close together so their bare legs were often touching.
During the song "Don't Let It End" by Styx was when Peter leaned in and kissed Renee.
The two of them ended up in a clinch and she could feel his manhood pressing against her body. She loved it when he kissed the exposed part of her breasts. She loved feeling his hands on her body. She loved feeling his hips thrusting at her body and even though she didn't fully grasp the import of what he was doing she knew she liked it.
They weren't making out for very long when they heard a car door slam. Renee's father was home! The two young people all but ran to the back yard and jumped into the pool.
Renee's father eventually made his way to the back yard and while he noticed the two young people acting oddly he let it go and went back inside.
While they enjoyed a few dates and a few times together during the balance of June it wasn't until the three day Fourth of July weekend that they got to be alone again.
Renee's parents had gone off to Omaha to see friends and their gathering was adults-only so Renee had to stay home.
After her parents left on Friday afternoon she called Peter to invite him over the next morning.
He arrived promptly at eight o'clock in the morning.
Renee had planned on the two of them enjoying time in the pool but Peter had brought along his "Men At Work" album and wanted to hear it on Renee's stereo.
Renee was wearing her bikini when Peter arrived and he soon changed into his swim shorts.
The album was cued up on the stereo and the two half-naked young people sat on her bed to listen to it and of course to discuss it.
Naturally the two of them were soon laying back on the bed and kissing each other.
Renee was loving this.
Peter eventually got on top of her and she could feel his cock through their clothes as he dry humped her.
Renee was rather naïve and while she was thrilled to be with Peter like this she had a lot to learn about men.
After a lot of kissing and movement together she heard him sighing and moaning. She didn't understand until later that he'd cum in his shorts.
He played it off, quickly leaving her and hurriedly running out to the pool where he jumped in. Renee accepted his sudden interest in swimming and went along with him.
Lunch time came around and Renee made sandwiches and this time the two of them ate out by the pool.
An afternoon of frolicking in the pool followed and by five they were both admittedly tired. They sat out on the chaise lounges to dry off and around six they went inside. Renee followed Peter back to her bedroom as he started up the album again.
This time he leaned down to kiss her and she kissed him back.
"Can I see you without your top on?" he now asked her.
"I don't know." she replied.
"It'll be fine, really, I just want to see what you look like is all."
"You won't laugh at me?"
"No, I promise!" he said. There was excitement in his voice as he knew she was about to give in.
"I'm not sure I should be doing that."
He kissed her. "Please?"
The two of them went back and forth for a few minutes on this and finally Renee gave in. Reaching behind her back she undid the clip on the top of her bikini and let the top go loose.
"May I?" he asked, wanting to pull the top away from her. She nodded her assent and then he nervously pulled it away from her.
Renee felt her heart race as her boyfriend saw her bare breasts for the first time.
Without asking he reached out to softly touch her modest breasts. His fingers lightly traced a path over their curves before focusing on her nipples. Renee felt a tingle in her nipples and they hardened with his attention.
He kissed her again, pulling her close. She loved feeling her bare skin on his.
His hands kept coming back to her breasts. She loved that he liked them. She'd always been embarrassed that they weren't as big as the boobs the popular girls all seemed to have. Yet Peter definitely approved of them!
His hands moved down to her bikini-covered ass and the excitement of feeling her boyfriend explore her body electrified her.
"What are you doing?" she asked as his fingers looped into the waist band of her bikini bottom.
"They're still damp. So are my shorts. I think we should take them off before we get on your bed."
Another round of back and forth ensued as Peter tried to talk Renee into baring it all. In the course of the negotiation Peter shimmied out of his shorts which were admittedly damp. Renee acknowledged this when the damp cloth landed at her feet.
"Fine. But no hanky-panky, okay?" she required.
"No hanky-panky, promise!" he said as he helped to pull her bottoms past her hips. The damp cloth stuck to her skin and Renee finally made a move and then her bottoms joined Peter's on the floor.
Their make-out session now moved to Renee's bed.
Renee felt Peter's bare cock against her bare skin and couldn't help herself when she had to reach for it. It felt amazing to her and she was surprised that in four years of dating Peter she'd never seen it before. She hadn't even given it much thought until just recently. Now she was holding it and she could tell he liked that.
Renee lost track of time and was sort of surprised when she noticed that it had gotten dark outside. Her window was open and the cool evening air was wafting in. A few eager people were off in the distance lighting off their fireworks.
Peter moved down the bed before pushing her onto her back. His lips now sought out and latched onto her nipples and Renee was thrilled with the intimacy and eroticism his actions implied.
