Strawberries For Dessert Ch. 04

Date: 06.02.2010

Keywords: Dessert, Strawberries, Ch., 04, For,

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"It was so funny. George slammed on the brakes, and just barely made the turn down the lane."

"The plot thickens." I was pretty curious to hear the story now. "George didn"t mention that in his telling of the evening."

"Don"t worry, you know we are trustworthy." She paused, looking at me with quiet calm. "Don"t you?"

"Yes, of course. Did you park, then?"

"Well, it was a "date," you said!" she had a very impish grin on her face.

"Yes, yes, of course. Like to hear about it, though." I bit my lip pretending to bite back a grin.

"Yes, we parked. God, we haven"t done anything like that in years; I suddenly realized what fun it used to be. Music on the radio, a moon glimmering across the lake. It was just like in the movies. George put the top down and we sat under the stars and had a nice talk."

"You"re not going to stop there are you?" I asked.

"Oh, if you insist. I scooted over close to George and put his arm around me. I had my hand on his thigh and the other holding his hand draped over my shoulder. It was just like old times."

I was getting excited underneath all the questions I had in my mind. This conversation was headed in an unusual direction.

"Oh, and then I did something rather naughty."

"Yes?"

"Calm down! I was leaning against George and I stretched my leg out and put it way up on top of the windshield and stared at the moon. My skirt slipped down into my lap and, if I say so myself, my leg, in a dark stocking, looks pretty sexy in the moonlight." She chortled seductively as she looked through the brandy snifter to see my reaction. That"s when I knew that George likes stockings as much as you do!"

"Why, what did he do?"

"Oh nothing, just looked. At least at that point."

Now she was pecking at my attention.

"And.."

"Aren"t you a little jealous?"

"A little. But, I can see that it might have been fun. Being there, I mean."

"It was, it really was, Jack. Can you imagine? George is such a good date. I really enjoyed myself. And parking. Wow, what can I say? It was just like being back in those exciting dating years. I had almost forgotten what fun that was."

"How did George take this waltz into your sordid past?" I laughed.

"Well, I think George kinda liked it. He was a gentleman. At least at first!"

We smiled at each other, waiting for one or the other to break the silence.

"I said to George.. .. .. I am SO terrible! I said: "you know George, when we used to park here, Jack always did this." And I pulled his hand down to my breast.

"I think he was shocked. But he recovered."

I stroked my beard and looked worriedly at her.

"He.. recovered?"

"Yes. Can I have another of these?" she said, holding the big brandy glass out to me.

I went for the brandy and poured a little in the snifter, looking at the cleavage of the low cut dress and the dark stocking peaking prettily through the skirt slit. The skirt was now draped to expose her leg all the way to the top. There was a run run her stocking.

She was tormenting me, making me drag it out of her. I was sure there was a seductive story here someplace. I watched the pointy toed patent leather pump dangle from the lovely leg swinging before me. I could just see her white panties up the skirt. At least those seemed safely in place, I thought reassuringly.

"God but you are beautiful, tonight." I muttered.

"Why, thank you, dear."

"Is there more to the story? Did George manage to fulfill my role? I mean with your right breast, I mean?" I thought I was doing well to keep this conversation light hearted.

"Admirably!" she said, a satisfied look in her eyes.

"The swine. What else did her do?"

"I"m not telling."

"What? You"re not telling? You would leave me hanging?"

"Yep."

"Please." My cock was now urgently asking for more. I suppose I should have been angry, but that wasn"t part of it. Interesting, I thought.

"Nope. But, I will show you."

"Yes. OK! Show me."

"Go put on your tux and meet me in the car!" she giggled in a very infectious way.

"Do you know what time it is?"

"Oh, you"re right, dear. Silly of me. Some other time. We had better get to bed. We are getting so we need our sleep." Jody took a long drink from the goblet and looked at me through the bottom. "There was a time, when…."

"OK, sorry, I"ll be there in a moment." I took the steps two at a time and rummaged in the closet for my tuxedo. In the spirit of the moment, I got rid of my underwear and put the shirt over my bare hairy chest and the heavy trousers against my tumescent organ. I thought of shortcutting and slipping into casual shoes, but realized that Jody would insist on the whole magilla.

Jody was in the car waiting impatiently. I backed out of the drive and we looked like we were headed for the ball. Jody leaned against me and put her foot sexily up to the top of the windshield and let me see one of the prettiest legs in the whole town, seductively clothed in nylon stocking.

I found our favorite old parking spot overlooking the lake and turned off the ignition. The moon was still low in the sky and it shimmered across the water. The trees were black all around us. There was another car a hundred feet away, the windows completely steamed up but the thrusting teenage bodies that must have been inside.

Jody took my arm and slipped under it.. I could see the white crotch of her panties gleaming in the moonlight. She put my hand over her breast.

"As I was saying, George filled in admirably for you when I told him that I was accustomed to having my breast fondled when I parked here." She began. "I wasn"t sure how he would take it. He was a little startled, I think, but he recovered and before long, he began squeezing my breast a little bit, like you"re doing now. It felt so good, to have him holding my breast while we sat quietly chatting and looking over the lake."

"We talked about Ellen a bit, and how he is feeling about it." His hand just kept stroking me, and it felt warm and comfortable. "He kissed the top of my head, but I turned my lips up and he kissed them too. We just held the kiss, moving our lips together just a little."

I kissed her in keeping with the story.

"Yes," she sighed, "just like that." And we talked some more, and his hand kept caressing me. And I put my foot up like this; George stopped talking for a moment, and then went on. As I leaned over against him, my elbow touched him. Like this."

Her arm was against my cock and I felt it harden and extend even more. Jody nudged me slowly with her elbow.

"All this happened? Just like you"re telling it?" I said, perhaps a little skeptically.

She looked up into my eyes. "Quite a bit. At some point we went home of course, but I think you will have to figure that out for yourself."

I slipped my hand inside her bra, feeling the vibrant flesh and searching for her nipple. I circled it slowly with my fingertip. Jody pulled her bra down from that breast. It looked wonderfully full in the moonlight and I could see how erect it was.

"Like this?"

"I"ll tell you if you get it wrong, shall I?" she murmured, her lips demanding my tongue.

She turned in my arms to lie across my chest and I exposed her other breast, squeezing it gently in my hand. Our kiss was long, deep and very wet. All the time, I continued fondling her breast and could see her toes wriggling under her stocking, a sure sign that I was getting to her.

"George was at least enough of a gentleman to wear underwear! I think you"re a bit of a tramp, dear. What is happening to you?" she teased.

She had snaked her arm between us and unzipped to find my cock eager to escape, unencumbered by shorts.

"I was hoping you"d notice!" I murmured as she slipped her tongue back into my mouth.

She fondled my cock in the same even way that I was playing with her breast. Leaving her nipples firm and eager, I slipped my hand down to her leg and fondled the nylon stocking over her thigh. This is a pleasure I never tire of. Slowly I savored the skin of her thigh above the stocking, until my fingers came, at last, to her soft pussy and silky panties.

Jody parted her legs and I put my hand flat against her mound and my fingers between her legs. Her panties were drenched with the soft heavy cream of excitement. I cupped this marvelous mound and let a finger slip into the lake of juices between her generous lips.

"Touch my clit, darling!" she whispered urgently. She sighed as I complied. "Yesss! Oh, that"s it, dear. I think George is better with my breasts, but darling, you are wonderful with my clit," she said. Her lips were close to my ear and her breath made short panting sounds in time with my wet, circling finger.

"You tramp!" I said, without conviction.

She giggled against my lips. Jody sat up and, pulling her skirt even higher so that the lace of her panties gleamed before me, she pulled me across the seat so she could straddle me. I loosened my belt and let her pull my pants down so that the zipper wouldn"t scratch my cock.

"Remember this?" she said, and settled her mound nicely against my bare cock.

I did indeed recall those years of our youth, pressing my wild and unmanageable cock against Jody"s silken panties. Having her fondle my cock with her panty covered pussy lips, soft and wet from our intense petting. I nearly lost it right then, but held back just in time.

"Watch, darling." She said. I looked down and watched her fingers pull aside the gusset of her panties. The dark tuft of curls of her pussy appeared, looking wonderfully wanton and sexy next to her fingers.

"Watch how nice it looks," she said breathlessly

Jody took my long shaft and slowly brushed my cock over the curly thatch and pressed it along the slit just visible through her little forest. Lightning shot from the sensitive head of my cock along my shaft, and made the hair on my mound stand on end with pleasure and excitement. The electricity continued until it had nearly singed my nipples. Almost as a reflex, I squeezed Jody"s nipples hard.