The next morning there was an e-mail from hotgurlie. This time it was Jamie thanking me for her send off. I sat before my computer remembering the night before. It truly was a dream come true what happened with little Jamie.
I floated along the first part of the week, reliving again and again the night with Jamie. A man could get used to this.
It was Thursday when the next e-mail came. Lindsey was asking if I available Friday night. Was I going to say no? Not a chance. My answer left no doubt I wanted Lindsey to come over Friday.
I’m not sure I got any work done Friday. I was either remembering my dates with Maria and Jamie, or getting an erection thinking about that night, or I was thinking of Lindsey tonight, and getting an erection. I don't know how I managed to get through the day without jerking off. I left work early claiming a headache. I was aching all right but it was further south.
I picked up something on the way home and put it warming in the oven. I changed the linen on the bed and picked up around the house, really burning off the nervous energy. I was sitting in the front room just waiting for Lindsey when she finally showed up.
I turned the lights down low and opened the door, “Hi.”
She smiled, “Hi. So glad you could have me... over for dinner.”
I laughed and led her into the house. “You hungry?”
“Very. I have an insatiable appetite,” she said.
“I better get the food on the table,” I said.
“Oh, food. Yes,” she said like food was the last thing in her mind.
She was playing it to the hilt. I laughed. Then said, “Have a seat. I’ll get dinner on the table.”
When everything was set and I had poured us each a glass of wine, I lifted my glass, “To a beautiful woman.”
“Thank you,” she said.
We started eating and talking around the bites. “So, whose idea was it to make the movie?”
“Maria?” she said with a questioning tone.
“I would place money it wasn’t.”
“I wouldn’t think Jamie,” she said now looking puzzled.
“Yeah, I wouldn’t either,” I agreed.
“Who does that leave?” she said innocently.
“It leaves one person, Lindsey.”
“Me?”
“You. How did you convince Maria and Jamie to make the movie and agree to the rest?” I asked.
Lindsey brightened up. “Maria turned out to be easy. She was into it right away. Jamie told us she told you about us all, doing it with Becky.” I nodded. “Anyway, Maria was the leader half the time. So, when I told them about making a strip movie, she was all into it.”
“You told them it was going to be stripper movie?” I asked.
“That was the original plan,” Lindsey acknowledged. “I figured you’d get all worked up watching the movie and then we could kind of convince you about the rest. Maria came up with the idea of the doll.”
“So you intended the sex right from the beginning?”
“Oh yeah. Like I said, Maria got it right away. Jamie was all like, ‘Why are we doing this?’ She thought it was just to tease you. When she finally got it, she was all like, 'No way.' Maria and I had to work on her for days. She was a virgin.” Lindsey smiled. “Oh yeah. You know that." Lindsey gave me a knowing smile. "Anyway, Maria and I had to tell her how bad our first time was and how being experienced you would be a good first time. Jamie certainly thought you were.”
It was my turn to blush.
Lindsey continued, “That’s cute."
"So you were the one behind this?" I asked.
She smiled, "Yep, I was. You unhappy?"
"Not in the least. In fact, I suspect I might be the happiest man on the earth right about now," I said.
"Really? And I haven't even gotten you in bed yet," she deadpanned.
"That can be fixed," I said quietly.
Her eyes widened a bit, then she smiled back accepting the challenge. "That's true. Which way is your bed?" I pointed down the hall knowing she knew the house as well as I did. She nodded, stood, and walked to the hall. "This way?"
"Yes."
"Coming?" she asked.
“Not yet, but soon I hope,” teasing her the way she had been teasing me. She laughed.
“Come on, Becky’s dad,” she called with a lilt to her voice. “Isn’t that super trashy, seducing your friend’s dad?”
“I don’t think so,” I answered. “I think it’s way cool, at least for the dad.” I paused, then said, “I just hope she never finds out.”
Lindsey got a peculiar look on her face. “I wonder… It would be interesting to know…”
“Well, I don’t want her to find out,” I said sincerely.
Lindsey was standing next to my bed. “You know, I joke a lot. It’s my way of coping with people. I’m actually kind of shy. But, I don’t want to joke about this.” I nodded in understanding. Lindsey smiled, “Good. I can’t tell you how many times I would be here with the girls and I’d see you and think about this, that you’d take me into your bed and make love with me. It must be hundreds.”
“Then we’re old lovers and we can be comfortable and not worry. We can just make love,” I said.
Lindsey smiled shyly. This was a different side of her than I had ever seen. “I’d like that, Mike.” She put the emphasis on the ‘Mike,’ changing us from our old relation to the new, lovers. I knew this wasn’t going to be a joking session. She was opening herself to me, physically and emotionally. I knew exactly what Lindsey meant. I used humor to keep people distant, to keep from being hurt, and to cover my shyness. When you let that barrier down, you become very easy to hurt since you haven’t other safeguards to replace it with.
I would make sure she wasn’t hurt either way.
I stepped over and took her in my arms, kissing her gently. She responded gently. Slowly our passion heated up and I was pulling her clothes from her fine teen body. I stepped back, marveling at her beauty. She looked shyly at me, her hands clasped in front. “Lindsey, you really are beautiful.”
“Do you mean that?” she asked. “You’ve seen Maria and Jamie. I mean, compared to them...”
“Yes, I mean that. Compared to them you are sexy and beautiful. Will you join me in bed?”
She smiled, “Thank you for asking.” Lindsey crawled onto my bed, still wearing her hoop earrings, shoes, and nothing else, she was even shaved so her pussy was bare.
I threw off my clothes and joined her on the bed. She rolled into my arms, pressing her lovely teen body against me. She ground her pussy against my cock as we kissed. I felt her wetness dribble onto my cock and I was soon sliding easily between her outer lips. Lindsey was moaning, grinding harder against me and her tongue savagely danced with mine. One hand stole between us and I was able to play with her nipple, which caused her to hunch even harder against my erect cock. Her movements were irregular as her head fell back. Her eyes were closed and her breathing rapid. She was cumming. I pulled on her nipple, as she chanted, “Uh, uh, uh,” in time with her grinding hips. Suddenly, she went limp.
‘Damn,’ I thought. ‘I didn’t do a thing and I’ve already given her an orgasm.’ My cock was coated with her arousal and still pressed against her pussy. I moved a little and wormed my way down until the head of my cock slipped into her opening. I pressed forward, feeling her flower open and accept the shaft. Her eyes flew open, “Yes,” she moaned. She pressed as I did and my cock lanced deeply into Lindsey.
I rolled over her in the classic position and began fucking her. Her arms went around my neck, pulling me down for a kiss as we fucked, body meeting body, her heels round my ass, pulling me forward on every stroke like a cowgirl riding a bronco. It was a good thing she was wearing sandals instead of spurs or I would have been in serious hurting. Having just cum, Lindsey was quick to another climax, then another, then another; she had a whole series of little climaxes, one after another. I quickly rose to my own pinnacle watching her cum and cum.
“Oh, Lindsey, take my cum,” I purred into her ear as I sent the first blast deep into her pussy.
That set her off to a big cum, her heels dancing on my ass, beating out a military tattoo as I sent blast after blast of my seed down my cock and into her womb.
After, we lay quietly together, basking in the afterglow of incredible sex. “Mike,” she said quietly. “That was the best ever and I’m not joking.”
I smiled, “Thank you. I can’t tell you how much I have enjoyed the little treat you cooked up.”
“I’ve got to admit I did with selfish motives. I didn’t have the courage to just come out and ask you. I didn’t really think Jamie and Maria would go along. I was just hoping that somehow it would lead to, well, here. But Maria really surprised me. I guess she’s had as many fantasies as I have about you. This really worked out better than I hoped,” Lindsey said.
“I’ll agree with you there. This worked out better than any dream I’ve ever had,” I said.
Lindsey cuddled into my side and I held her against me, just enjoying the feel of her skin, her presence. I hated to think that she was the last of three. I’d never again experience the feel of making love with a teen girl. It was a once in a lifetime thing for an old fart like me. It was with mixed emotions that I said good night to Lindsey and watched her leave, knowing she was leaving for college in a few days. Life certainly held surprises. I was glad that this surprise had turned out like it did.
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