THE RIDE HOME
“Its like so unfair that they are having this quiz tomorrow.”
She threw herself into the car and settled into her seat with a harrumph as I sped away, lifting her backpack over her shoulder she let it drop into the back seat.
“Julie told me that its just because JB heard that we’re doin email circles for answers to tests.”
She leaned back, and turned herself toward me.
I just said, “Lift your top.”
She looked down at herself and began to pull her tight little angora sweater out from her skirt and roll it up above her tits, continuing her story as she did, “And by having a surprise test TOMORROW he thinks he can beat the circle. I don’t think he knows what email is.”
My hand was stroking her bare tummy now and then rising up tracing a line across her perfect full breasts, the nipples just little puffs of rose colored flesh.
“Are you doing email circles?”
“Hell yeah!”
“Don’t swear.”
“Sorry. Anyway it just sucks.” She fell back into the seat, angling herself toward me with her back to the seat, her top up over her breasts. She was fully exposed from her waist to near her shoulders, the fabric stretched taut in a little line across her collar bone. "Hmmm," she was smiling, “This is relaxing.”
“Pull your top a little lower, its up to high.” I was looking at the other drivers passing us.
She pulled her sweater lower over her breasts and over my hands, looking at me and smiling her sly grin. "Better?"
I could smell the strawberry of her lip gloss. I was pressing her nipples and feeling them tighten as my fingers brushed over their tip, forming these tight little nubs.
“Perfect. . . Where did you take your bra off?”
“In the girls bathroom. Just before end of class. It was pretty obvious today dad, I could have got caught.”
I smiled, “Obvious?”
“With this top,” She pulled my hand away and pressed her breast into the sweater, you could see her nipple perfectly formed beneath the fabric. “You can tell I got nothin underneath.”
We continued driving, I was laughing, said nothing.
“You done yet?”
I took my hand away and held the steering wheel again with both hands, eyes on the road.
She pulled her top back down around herself, zipping the side of her skirt open and pulling it lower. I could see her white panties pulling down wrapping around her hip, tugging a little lower as she tucked the tight knit top back in.
My little angel took a conspiratorial tone, “You shouldn’t be doin that you know. I let you cause . . . I don’t know.”
“You like it don’t you?”
“Yeah. Guess so.” She was staring out the window as she said it.
Her skirt was still unzipped and all her moving around had it jostled up now over her thighs. I was staring at her legs. She glanced at me.
I gestured to her lap, “You want me to make you cum?”
"We're almost home."
"I can drive around."
“Not yet,” as she zipped, tugged and smoothed the fabric back over her body.
"I got homework."
*****
POST IT NOTE
Dinner was a quiet affair, it always was. My wife was a stern woman, and had gradually accentuated every characteristic I loathed over twenty five years of marriage.
“You have a nice day dear?"
"Yes, fine. I washed the car, but now I hear its going to rain again. Always the way."
At that moment a yellow slip of paper was set on my leg, I could feel the pressure of her little hand.
My little angel had pressed a post it note on my leg! It was stuck there as I looked down. It was so cute, I could just make out her curly handwriting.
I was trying to read it, though without my wife noticing.
Angel was sitting there eyeing me, smiling a little when I caught her eye. She thought it was funny.
"Is something wrong?" Elaine was not plussed with our antics.
The slip was still stuck to my leg and I could not make out the lettering.
"Oh, I dropped something and . . ."
Angel was laughing.
"You think that’s funny do you?"
"No ma’am."
"Young ladies behave at the table."
“Yes ma’am.”
"She saw me drop it. It WAS kind of funny. It’s sticking to my shoe."
I took the napkin from the table and brought it down, picking the note from my leg and then bending lower as if wiping something.
"I’ll take it to the kitchen."
When I left the room, I quickly took the little yellow note.
CAN I BJ U :)
Impossible! I felt myself go red, my cock stiffen. She picked the most inopportune. . .
As I sat back down I caught her eye again. She was staring at me, I could see the lightest blush of her cheek. I Nodded.
"Did you get everything," my wife eyeing us, trying to figure out what was going on.
She had no idea.
*******
TEASE
I went to her room later that evening to find out what she had in mind.
She was sitting at her computer terminal as usual, feet up on the desk wearing her gray sweats, loosely tied around her hips with a red cord, and an old worn T shirt hanging loose around her neck that made for her night clothes. I knew she wore nothing underneath.
Her back was to me and I stealthily stepped right behind her.
"Hi."
She jumped. "Oh, god!" Her eyes were wide as she held onto the desk to keep from falling back in her chair. "I hate when you do that." She stared back at me.
I was looking over her shoulder, the computer screen glowing in front of her, some sort of chat link going on. I wasn't staring at the screen.
"Excuuuuuse me. This is private."
She was holding her hands up now covering the computers glow.
"I wanted to find out about . . ."
"Ohhhhh." She gave me this sideways glance, big smile. "That was sooo funny. You had an *erection* you know?" She clapped her hand to her mouth.
"When do you . . .you know?"
"Mmmm, I don't know. But it has to be later, cause I have so much homework to do. Plus! Now JB is going to make us check our cell phones at the door. Somehow now he found out some people are using their phones for answers, and that test is tomorrow and . . . So. . I'll let you . . . Hey!"
As she spoke I had let my hand slowly reach inside the collar of her T shirt and began to fumble once more for her breasts. The soft small swells, pressing into them curling my fingers and cupping them with my hand, and down to her tummy touching the edge of her sweats. Soft, warm.
She was gripping my arm, but more for show, as she let my hand press further - lower, lower - until my fingers were laying across her abdomen inside her sweats. She left my arm where it was.
"Just wait will ya . . . I could have you arrested." Innocently blinking her eyes at me, my fingers just grazing the soft hairs of her puss.
She liked saying that. I took my hand out of her top and stroked her long black hair falling around her shoulders with my fingers.
She took my hand in hers, crinkling her nose at me, "See ya Later. Ha!"
I whispered, "Love You."
She just said, "Yeah."
*******
BJ
But I did not see her later. Not for the rest of the evening. She had closed her door after I walked out. She was just playing games with me, making fun of me. This had been one of the first times I had gotten a little note like that, albeit at a pretty odd moment. But still . . .
I got ready for bed, putting on a light pair of boxers, crawling into bed next to Elaine who had put in one and one-half hours before. I had waited up, waited and waited; it would have been perfect. I turned the lights out, laying quietly moderately depressed and drifted off to sleep.
. . .
I woke to a soft tug from beneath the covers of my bed, and upon opening my eyes saw 2:00 in red digital lettering.
The feeling was unmistakable! Small hands were tugging at my briefs. My little angels hands!! I roused quickly and simply lifted my hip up off the mattress slowly/carefully as I rolled outward to the edge of the bed. As my hip lifted I felt my boxers slide lower in the darkness, lower and lower! She was pulling them down around my ankles, off my feet. I was laying naked.
I reached my hand out into the darkness until I felt a small little figure tucked under the covers at the side of my bed, and slowly softly caressed down her shoulders, pulling her little T shirt up so that I could rub her bare back. She pressed into my hand.
I next lifted the cover lightly and poked my head beneath, and felt lower until I again felt the soft long hairs draping out on the mattress I had stroked that evening.
She wrapped her fingers around my hard cock and held the tip to her mouth, when next I felt the amazing pressure of her closing around my cock, just the head at first as she sucked hard on my cock head, then biting me lightly. I reached lower and swatted her. She thought that biting my cock was funny.
I moved myself quietly, slowly right up to the edge of the bed looking back at Elaine who moved not a muscle.
My Angel began to slide her mouth along my length from the side in a slow motion, licking up one side and the other, and then turning her mouth back onto the tip she pressed me into her mouth closing around my cock again. She was bobbing her head up and down on my cock, gradually increasing her pace and taking me deeper and deeper into her mouth as she kneeled by the side of the bed.
God she was good at blow jobs. I began to reach lower down the side of the bed and finding her bottoms slid my hand into her loose sweats which were just hanging on her hips and in between her legs. She shifted herself toward me on her knees, opening her legs so that I could slide my hand down her abdomen, below her little belly button and finding in the darkness the soft hairs of her pussy.
It was almost as if she had shaved, the hairs of her cunny were so thin and soft, it was like rubbing bare skin. I heard the softest moan from under the covers as she felt me brushing her there. My fingers slipping into the folds of her flesh. Her inner cunny lips swelling so large from inside when she was aroused, and I could feel them hanging down wet between her legs and I began to make an upward stroke on her clit, drawing the wetness from her vagina up through her center and creaming her clit in little circles with her cum as she continued to suck my cock, rising and falling along its whole length.
I began to undulate my hips, fucking into her mouth as she swayed her hips forward and back guiding my fingers as they slid between her legs.
The room stayed perfectly silent, with momentary freezes in everything we were doing any time my wife appeared to shift position, or move. We would lay frozen! My cock halfway in her mouth and my fingers buried inside her cunt, unmoving. We would sit like that for a few seconds before resuming slowly.
Her hips began to grind down hard on my hand and I pressed and rubbed her roughly pulling her open and digging into her with two fingers, cupping her pussy in my hand as I stroked my fingers in and out until I could hear her whimpering beneath the covers and then shivering, her legs trembling on her knees and then straightening out so she was extending from the bed and arching her back grinding into me before falling once more onto the floor. I could feel her body relax, as she continued to pump on my cock and tightening her lips around me, grazing me with her teeth. I could feel the cum rising from inside, I held her head on me and began to move her faster and faster, deeper and deeper on my cock until I was spraying into her.
She held her mouth on my cock as long as she could, drinking me in as fast as I sprayed, but she could never take me all in. I tried to hold her onto myself but could feel her pushing herself away from me, as I continued to spray cum straight out beneath the covers. I knew I was spraying her face and hair. I laughed as I heard this little whispered, “ewww.”
She kept her head under the covers remaining still as I lay there spent, and then these little fingers laying on my cock again stroking me, feeling the softness, and I could tell she was scooping the cum off of herself and wiping it on the sheets.
Then, rising up from under the covers I could see a pair of dark eyes staring at me.
"I told you," she whispered.
