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 Meeting a schoolgirl (no idea how many parts this might be - writing it for
a lovely friend)
   Part 1
   I drive past the bus stop at which you wait every morning.  I've had my
eye on you for a long time, watching you grow up.  You were only 12 when I
first noticed you - so pretty and sexy in your very short skirt.  You have
such lovely legs - and I'm a leg-man!!  Your skirt doesn't seem to cover
much more than your school panties.  I'm always hoping that the wind from
my car will blow your skirt up - even just a little!  I nearly always go
home after my trip and I need to do naughty things to relieve the ache that
builds up inside me when I look at you...I find it difficult waiting for
you to become 14, but I reach that milestone...
   Then, one day, you are to be at the bus stop as usual but looking sad,
on your own.  You're in your school skirt and blouse..It's a lovely
morning, but you seem sad.  I drive past and go to the shops, as usual. 
When I drive back, you are still there!  I'm surprised.  Surely the bus
wasn't that late?  I think quickly and decide to stop and talk with you.  I
park my car just past the bus stop and walk back towards you.  You look a
bit frightened, but after a moment you smile, seeming to recognise me.  I
grin at you and sit at the bus stop beside you.
   "Hello," I say.  "You look sad this morning.  Did you miss the bus?"
   You hesitate to reply, probably remembering that you shouldn't talk with
a stranger.
   "I...I...think so!" you stutter.  :But I was here on time!"
   "I'm sure you were.  I see you here regularly every morning," I assure
you, smiling warmly.
   I can't help looking at your lovely legs - it's the first time I've been
this close to you and you look even better from close up.  I feel my cock
beginning to get hard...
   "Would you like me to give you a lift to school?" I asked gently, not
wishing to alarm you.
   "Would you?" you suddenly brighten up.  "That would be so cool!"
   "I'm OK.  Not a pervert!" I said, laughing.
   "It's OK.  I know who you are.  You're that writer from King Street. 
All the girls know you," you tell me.  "Can we go to school now, please. 
I'm already late!"
   I'd like to sit and chat with you all morning, but I stand up and pick
up your backpack.
   "It's OK, Mr....?" you say.
   "Oh, just call me Uncle Rocky," I say quickly.
   I pass you your bag and you walk with me to my car.  You get in the
passenger seat and smile when I get in and sit behind the wheel.
   "This is a nice car," you say, grinning.
   My car is a smart sports car with red leather seats.  You pull your
skirt down as far as you can.  It's not very far tho and I am so excited
sitting next to you and being able to almost touch your beautiful legs.
   I start to drive towards your school.
   "You know I could give you a lift to school every morning," I offer,
smiling at you sweetly.
   "My Mum wouldn't like that," you warn me.
   "Would you mind?" I ask.
   "Nooooo...." you say hesitantly.  "I think I would like it."
   You've turned slightly in your seat towards me.  I know that if I took
my eyes off the road, I might catch a glimpse of your panties under that
very short skirt....but I keep my eyes on the road.
   We get to your school far too soon.
   I stop outside your school and you jump out quickly.
   "I finish school at 4 today," you giggle.  "Like to pick me up?"
   "Sure I would," I enthuse.  "I'll be waiting."
   You skip off to meet some of your friends who are gawking at me and my
car.  You turn as you reach them and give me a friendly wave.  I wonder
what you'll be telling them today.
   When I get home from taking you to school, I am so horny that I just
take out my hard cock and it spurts without me touching it...spurts of hot
white stuff go everywhere, but at least that delicious ache has subsided a
little.  I clean up and work slowly during the day, stopping to think about
you a lot.  Each time, I get hard and throbbing, but I manage to control
myself...
   At about 3.30, I get in my car and drive to your school.  I park amongst
all the mothers waiting to pick up their children.  I get some strange
looks from some of them...I'm new and they wonder who I am there to pick
up. Perhaps some of them look at me as a dirty old man, but I smile at each
one and remain in my car.  I have opened up the roof tho - so you can enjoy
an open-top drive.
   When the siren sounds for the end of school, I look anxiously around,
waiting to find you amongst the throng of children.  As soon as I see you,
my cock throbs wildly.  You see me and wave, giggling to your friends as
they all rush up with you to my car.
   "Hello, Uncle Rocky," you cry with genuine pleasure.  "I told my friends
about you and they all wanted to see you and your car."
   "Well, here I am, girls.  Do you like my car?"
   "It's great with the top open," you cry.
   "Oooo, yes.  It's lovely," squeals one lovely looking blonde girl.
   Several others agree.
   "Jump in then," I say to you.  "Your Mum will be waiting."
   You just giggle and wave goodbye to your friends as I drive away.  They
all look quite disappointed.
   "That was naughty," I say.  "You only met me this morning."
   You giggle happily.
   "We've already talked about you a lot," you admit.  "Even before you
gave me that lift."
   "You have?  Why?" I ask, genuinely surprised.
   "My friends and I think you're very hot," you admit.  "And we like your
car too!:"
   "Hot?  Me?" I say, laughing.
   "Yea!  Very hot," you say, settling into your seat as we drive towards
your home.
   "I sent Mum a text saying I'd be late home.  Extra school work," you
smile at me as you say this.  "Can we go..."
   "To the park?" I suggest.
   "OK.  Which one?"
   "Mawson?  It's nice and quiet there," I suggest.
   "Yea and we can look out over the sea too," you giggle.
   I think, "Yes, but I'll only have my eyes on you!'
   I say nothing, but smile and turn towards the park.
   It's about a fifteen minute drive and, on the way, you chat happily
about your day at school.  All the while, your skirt is blowing in the wind
from the open-top.  You don't seem to notice how far it has moved up your
legs.  But I do, and it makes my cock throb viciously inside my clothes.
   We get to the park and I stop the car as far away from everyone else as
possible.  We have a beautiful view over the park towards the ocean.
   "You know this is one of my favorite dreams," you say, grinning at me.
   "What do you mean?" I ask softly.
   "A lovely evening, in a park with a guy and no-one watching..." you stop
and smile.
   Then you notice that my eyes are directed towards where your skirt has
risen up so far along your legs that your white panties are showing.  You
pull your skirt down, or at least try to.  I smile at you and see your
embarrassment.
   "It's OK," I assure you.  "I'm really not a pervert."
   "Oh," you sound disappointed.  "I was sort of hoping you were - at least
just a little bit."
   I laugh.
   "Well.  OK.  I guess I am - a bit.  I like looking at you, and your
friends."
   "Oh, it's not just me then," you say, teasing.
   "I guess not," I admit, "But you are definitely my favorite.  I've been
watching you for a long time...waiting for you to..."
   "Grow up?" you add, looking at me with such sweetness and innocence.
   "I suppose so, yes," I agree.  "My daughters are now too old and they've
left home to marry and things," I explain.
   end of part 1
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Meeting a schoolgirl - part 1