Later, Allison was somewhat embarrassed by her behavior. “God, when did I turn into a ranting bitch?” she thought. Among her other thoughts: “Why do I even care what he does?” and “How can I complain about what he’s doing when I’m messing with the neighbor boy?”
Allison walked out to the living room to offer a bit of an apology. Instead, she found Jack sleeping soundly with his packed bag and his hunting gear waiting by the front door. It didn’t look like the situation was bothering Jack too much, not enough to lose any sleep over anyway.
Allison wandered the house; alone with her thoughts and a glass of good red wine – her third glass at that. As she passed into the bedroom, she thought of her encounter with Rick and couldn’t help but let a grin form across her face. She put the glass on the night-stand and tumbled a little unsteadily into bed. Her hands caressed the silky fabric of her nightgown as she moved them rhythmically over her sides, her tummy, and her breasts. Allison writhed as she felt that warm tingle ignite in the folds between her legs and spread throughout her body leaving goose bumps on her skin as her nipples hardened against the cool fabric of her gown. She rolled on the bed as she thought of the way she’d toyed with Rick earlier in the day and the warming between her thighs accelerated. Allison pulled the edge of the comforter and blanket between her legs until the taut edge created vibrations that threatened to send her quickly over the edge. She breathed deeply and slowed the motions of her hips as she rocked against her makeshift lover. The image of Rick standing above her as she sucked him drove her to gyrate her hips against the blankets. She could almost taste him.
Again she slowed the pace as she felt herself growing increasingly wet; so much so that she knew there would be a dark spot on the material of her panties. She caressed herself; imagining that it was Rick’s young hands exploring her body, rubbing up and down her legs and across her firm bottom, up her sides before caressing gently beneath her breasts. She felt the urgency in his hands and pinched hard on her nipples causing an audible moan to escape her lips as she again rocked hard against the coverlet. She was wildly chasing release now with her inanimate fabric lover. She found the effort frustrating as it didn’t always hit the right spot, but she knew it was enough to get her over the top. She felt the waves rising from within as her rhythmic movements steadied briefly before their last crescendo. She pictured Rick, naked and hard, and waiting for her to instruct him. She called out to her imaginary friend, “Fuck me Rick, fuck me.” as she felt the cannon go off in her loins. A cry of ecstasy escaped her as the waves of pleasure washed over her. From her curled toes to her washboard-like abs, much of her body was locked in the paralysis of her orgasm. Just as much of her body was not paralyzed at all. Allison felt the contractions in her vagina rock throughout her body as her clit throbbed for more; her mind knowing that she couldn’t take it.
Her breath came in short pants paired with an almost inaudible moan. That had been a pretty powerful orgasm for a mere masturbation session, even by Allison’s high standards. Again, the small smile crossed Allison’s lips and she thought about her soon to be “young lover” and she whispered as she drifted of to sleep: “Allison Sweeney, you need to get laid.”
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Allison ventured out the door, grabbing her handbag, and checking her hair and makeup in the mirror before she stepped outside. She looked over to the house next door and saw Gloria outside watering her roses. Allison liked Gloria although they weren’t close friends, more from lack of time to nurture any deep friendship than from not enjoying each other’s company.
Allison called out to Gloria, “Hey girl haven’t seen you in awhile, the roses look so beautiful, how have you been holding up?” She knew things couldn’t have been easy with the husband leaving, but Gloria was a really strong woman.
Gloria smiled and responded, “Things are ok, they are really ok. Jean just got a summer job at the pool, now if I could only get Rick motivated to find a job.”
“Oh he was just asking if there was anything at the car dealership, I think he really wants to find a job. I talked about it with the husband, but he didn’t have anything. But I was just coming over to find Rick because I wanted to offer to hire him to be our summer painter. We need all the inside walls painted and I don’t see it getting done unless we hire someone. Is Rick home?”
“That is so great. He did some work for the Miller’s last summer and they were very happy with the results. He is home, up in his room, doing whatever teenaged boys do in their room with the door closed. I swear when he isn’t taking long showers he is in that room. Maybe it is the computer that is keeping him occupied. Why don’t you just go on in and give him the good news.” Gloria smiled and kept watering her flowers.
Allison smiled back and went up to the front door and let herself in. “Rick, it’s Ally, can I speak with you for a minute?” Rick came bounding down the stairs with a tentative smile. A cross between a nervous smile and a silly grin. Rick wasn’t sure what she could be wanting, but she had seen Mrs. Sweeney, uh Allison outside taking to his mom. He had been watching his mom water the flowers from his bedroom window. From the angle of his room he could see right down his mom’s tank top, and the view had hypnotized him.
“I have news for you. We would like you to come and paint our house this summer, if you are still looking for some work. We will pay you what the local painter quoted us, so it should be worth your while.”
Rick grinned as he thought of the possibilities this could bring. He couldn’t believe how his luck seemed to be changing. He also couldn’t believe how great Allison looked in the blouse and skirt she was wearing. Those legs were amazing, and he remembered the breasts from his past encounter. He realized that she was waiting for his answer as he daydreamed. He brought himself back saying, “Yeah sure. I would love that kind of job. When do you want me to start?”
Allison wanted him to start this very minute as she checked out his bare chest as he was wearing only a pair of athletic shorts. “I think we should start as soon as possible. I am going out for lunch but can stop and get the paint on my way home today. How about if you come over later and I can show you what the project involves and then you can start the actual painting in the morning. Oh, and Mr. Sweeney is out of town for the next week or so, so I’ll give you a key and you can come and go as you please.” Ally dug through her purse and found a house key to give to Rick. As she handed it to him she put her other hand on his arm, “Thank you so much for doing this, it really will be worth your while.”
Rick was already getting excited just from being so close to Allison after their time together. It felt very surreal to be standing with her in his foyer. When she touched his arm he could feel himself getting hard. Oh man all she has to do is touch my arm and I am hard, I really, really need to get laid this summer.
Then he was amazed as her hand left his arm, brushed against his erection, and she went back to zipping up her purse. “See you later today Rick.”
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Allison touched the silky fabric of a dark red and black bustier and considered how Rick might like her in it. She thought maybe it would be a little aggressive and she wandered further down the aisle of the lingerie store. This trip had started out as a trip to the paint store but she couldn’t resist the pink and purple sign as she drove by. It was fun to shop with the intent of pleasing a lover… something she hadn’t done in some time. She finally settled on a simple silk gown in a creamy color that complimented her skin and hair and which made her green eyes seem to glow. She wondered if she’d actually get to wear it for Rick… or if they’d simply rip each other’s clothing off the next time he came over.
The next stop at the paint store took much less time. Very quickly, Allison was headed home with ample quantities of paint, brushes, pans, and drop cloths. She was almost too distracted to drive as images of Rick flashed through her mind. She saw him shirtless; painting the bedroom, then later climbing naked into the shower to clean up… and holding the shower curtain for her to join him. After the second horn blew at her for her erratic driving, Allison decided to focus a little more on the road and less on the spectacular young man who was so eager to do what she needed done.
Rick met Allison in the driveway and helped her take in the paint and other supplies. Allison blushed as Rick picked up the lingerie bag along with a sack full of drop-cloths.
“Uhm… why don’t I take those bags and you get the roller trays and liners?” Allison suggested.
She didn’t want Rick seeing the gown too soon. Frankly, Allison was nervous with her anticipation. She knew that she would end up in bed with this gorgeous young man very soon and she was both jittery and practically “swimming” in her excitement. She took a deep breath and tried to calm herself as she thought: “Calm down girl, take this slow and enjoy every minute of it.” But her heart was beating out of her chest each time she passed Rick in the doorway while they carried in the goods.
Rick felt the excitement too. Oddly, the closer he got to Allison the more calm he became. Rick was beginning to understand that this beautiful creature had as many worries as he did and that together they could take care of many of them. He felt his confidence grow in the knowledge that soon they would love each other’s troubles away.
“I’d like to start in the bedroom Rick.” Allison called to him as they carried in the last of the packages. Rick followed her down the hall to the rather large room. Allison stood just inside the room and she surveyed it; trying to figure out where to start. They’d have to move the furniture to the center of the room and even take some of it to the garage. Allison turned around suddenly, powered by her nervousness, and found herself in the strong young man’s arms. She could smell fresh soap and feel the taut skin stretched over his young arms. Allison bit nervously at the corner of her lip as she looked up at him. “I suppose we should start with the bed.” she stated as she looked into Rick’s gentle eyes.
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