This story is a new one I'm working on, the first couple chapters have no sex, but I wanted to have a story that was a little more involved then character A screws character B. Any input is appreciated. Keep in mind this is a first draft

 

Chapter 1:


This story begins about two years ago. I lived with my wife and two sons 18 and 15, in a upper middle class neighborhood. Both my boys go the the same high school, my oldest is in marching band and my youngest is in orchestra. I do a lot of volunteer work for the school, I chaperone dances and even band camp at the end of summer. As a parent I was well respected among the teachers and staff, and among the other parents for that matter. Events would unfold that would jeopardize all of it, and change my life forever.

It was the start of band camp, and like usual I was to chaperone. Most of the boys were like my own. We got along great, I was like the fun uncle where the other chaperone dads acted like they hated being there.

It was a typical band camp, we had a new aspect to this years pit. A new student Lindsey, was a brilliant violinist! This gir was amazing! Tiny little thing who would blow your mind! She was given a solo just to showcase her abilities! They even re wrote they're end routine around Lindsey.

It was the last night of practice and Lindsey had got up on a podium that was in the pit for her when I realized how attractive she was! Normally I would have just ignored this fact but something about her made it impossible. It was like watching a masterpiece at work on a masterpiece! I caught myself starring and quickly broke my focus on her and waved to my son who was way in the back and there was no way he could have seen me.

That night after lights out, all I could think about was Lindsey! It wasn't so much sexual, as it was how all around impressive she was! She had a grace that was well beyond her years. I barely slept a wink.

The next morning was the end of band camp. All the parents were here for a brief demo then it was time to say good by.

My boys went home with their mother, it was hard to get my wife to do anything that wasn't directly in her favor, but this she did every year.

I was saying goodbye to the other parents and teachers when out of the corner of my eye, I spied Lindsey waiting by the pay phone. She looked upset. I asked the girls chaperone if something was wrong with Lindsey. "She hasn't really connected with anyone here, she doesn't hang out with the other girls, she just sits by her self and doesn't really talk much." Karen her groups chaperone said.

It was later in the afternoon and most of the people were gone, Karen and I were the last chaperones left, tha last of the school staff was leaving with the equipment truck. I glanced back at the pay phone and Lindsey was still there. Karen came up to me, "Lindsey's dad is running late and I have to go, do you mind waiting with her?" She asked. "That's fine, I don't have anywhere to be soon." I told her.

Karen walked Lindsey over, "this is Mr Anderson, he's going to stay here with you till your dad gets here." She nodded and held out her hand and introduced herself. "Hello Mr Anderson, my name is Lindsey." She said shyly. "Well glad to meet you Lindsey!" I said trying to be up beat, she clearly wasn't in a very happy mood. Karen pulled away and it was just the two of us.

I decided to strike up a conversation about what type of music she liked, I found most teenagers like to talk your ear off about their favorite music if you pretended to be interested. I just wanted to get her mind off of whatever had her upset.

I was surprised when she said that she didn't listen to any of today's music. She said it's all the same and no one ever has anything meaningful to say. We continued our conversation about how today everyone just wants to be famous, everyone just wants to be the next YouTube star. I began to feel like I was just having a conversation with an adult my own age. This girl was ten times smarter than any of her classmates, my boys were A students, but were still boys when you talked to them. Lindsey was in a whole different language.

It was getting late, we had pretty much ran out of stuff to talk about, I gave her my cell to call her dad, he was hours late! Just then head lights were visible down the road to the camp.

Her dad pulled up and didn't even get out to help with her luggage. I picked up her bag and loaded it into the trunk. "Thanks for waiting with me Mr Anderson." Lindsey said holding her hand out to shake. "It was no trouble." I said.

I walked around to the drivers window to introduce myself. The window was down and I smelled alcohol! I introduced my self to her father. He definitely wasn't what I would have expected, for such a polite young lady, I would have expected at least the same from her parents. He didn't shake my hand, and seemed to be in a hurry. He yelled, "get in the fucking car!" She look mortified when he screamed.

He seemed sober enough to me, but to be on the safe side I made sure to follow close.

The ride home went alright, he did drive a little fast through the mountain roads, but I followed them to their street and they made it home fine.

When I got home, my wife had gone out for the evening. I asked my oldest Josh if he knew Lindsey. "I know her, she's a bit strange, she has no friends!" He said. "Strange how?" I asked. "I don't know, she just doesn't hang out with anyone. Even when she is invited."

It was a shame, she was very well mannered and could be a positive influence.

The next two weeks the band practiced every other day, and every day the same, Lindsey would end up waiting till everyone else was gone before her mother or father would pick her up. They drove nice cars and were always nicely dressed, but just seemed too busy to be bothered by their own daughters activities. Every night I waited till she had a ride. We lived only three quarters of a mile from the school and my boys always just walked home.

One night I was locking up, I took my time putting things away, I didn't want to give Lindsey the impression she was being a burden, so I made my self look busy till she got a ride. But this night was taking extra long. Lindsey looked exhausted, and I don't think she would ever ask for a ride, so I offered to give her a ride. She graciously accepted.

I own a sixty seven chevelle, Lindsey has commented on it a couple of times now. We got in, and just to show off, I put my foot in it on the way out of the driveway. It was nine o'clock and the streets in this town are empty this time of night. Lindsey laughed and I think this was the first time I've ever seen her smile. She was adorable! We arrived at her house, both her parents were not home yet, she said her mother is a real estate attorney and her father is a CPA. They were almost never home. She thanked me for the ride, I told her if she ever needs a ride to let me know. She said ok and thank you, then went home.

The next week, regular school was in session. The football season was starting, that meant lots of marching band at games and competitions.

The first game of the season was an away game, our school district is very spread out, and it was a hour drive to this game. I was super busy with helping set up the band equipment, and getting the students into position. Usually all of the band parents make it to the first away game of the year, it's just expected. Lindsey's mom dropped her off, but after introducing her self to the parents she got in her car and left.

The band performance was fantastic, Lindsey got a standing ovation from both sides of the field! This was the second time I have ever seen her smile. She was an absolute beauty.

After the game my boys had helped me load the equipment truck. And they boarded the bus. And soon as the bus pulled away, there was Lindsey. Sitting on the curb next to her violin case. I asked why she didn't get on the bus. "My mom is supposed to pick me up here." She said. This wasn't the best neighborhood. So I waited with her. The game had ended at ten, and it was midnight now. We had talked for an hour about her future. She was trying to get into Stanford, need more after school activities, she had a ballet class three nights a week and did community service at an old folks home.

It was obvious nobody was coming, I asked if she could call, but she would get in trouble if she pestered her parents. She had a cell but never used it. She complained about how hard it was to get her parents to drive her to her classes and community service. I gave her my cell, "if you ever need a ride, don't be afraid to call." I told her. She thanked me and gave me a hug. I didn't know if it was just in my head, but it seemed like more than just a thank you hug. But I ignored my instincts.

On the way home she had scooted just a bit closer than the last time I gave her a ride. But it was an hour drive and I figured she was just more comfortable with me now. I didn't think any more about it.

About twenty minutes into our drive it was silent in the car, and suddenly her head was on my shoulder! She had fallen asleep. I tried to wake her but she was out. I turned the radio on at a medium volume, she didn't stir. I shook her just a bit to wake her. "Lindsey." I said loud enough to wake her. "Oh! Sorry Mr Anderson." She leaned over to the other side and went back to sleep, its not that I minded her head on my shoulder, it was just a little inappropriate. Ten minutes later she slumped back over on my shoulder, this time I tried to lift her back up, but she slipped her he'd fell in my lap! I said her name again. "Please Mr Anderson, I'm exhausted! Now I'm comfortable!" I felt bad, she was exhausted, and felt like she had little to no meaningful human contact in her life.

We arrived at her home, and I woke her up before we were in sight of her house, she kissed me on the cheek and thanked me for being "sweet."

I had to admit that I enjoyed the affection my self, my wife and I had been growing apart for some time now, she was a stay at home mom, but never did the stay at home mom things, not to sound chauvinist, but I work long hours and do everything I can to help the boys with school and after school activities, and it's rare that the boys don't do all the house work and cooking. My wife is the least motivated person I've ever known. Thankfully my boys didn't take after her. That made Lindsey's affection that much more of welcome change.

The next football game, Lindsey's father came up to me and thanked me for giving her a ride, "I hope she wasn't too much trouble for you and your boys." He said. "None at all! She is a very nice young lady." I said. Did Lindsey lie about us being alone in the car for an hour? Would that have mattered? Did she think something more went on than just a car ride? That peck on the cheek was just a bit unexpected. My mind was racing, I couldn't think straight, then as the band was lining up. Lindsey called my name, I looked over, and she gave me a big smile and a cute little wave. I spent the rest of the night convincing myself that it was all in my head.

Lindsey's father sat by me in the stands, he tried to make conversation, asking about the routine. But soon as he started his phone rang and he was in a business call that lasted most of the night, getting his laptop out and going to work. When he was done, he asked if I minded picking Lindsey up Saturday morning and taking her to her violin lessons. I agreed and he gave me the address. "She needs to be there tomorrow at eight." He said. "Thanks for helping us out with Lindsey, I know she can be a handful." He said. I was shocked. Lindsey seemed to be unwilling to make anyone go out of their way to help her. And he acted like she was bothersome.

The next morning, I got to Lindsey's house just a bit early. Her parents were gone for the day and Lindsey answered the door in just a towel. I quickly averted my eyes, and she asked me to wait in the living room.

She ran up stairs and got ready. She came down in a white top, plad skirt with suspenders and knee high white socks. Like something out of a school girl fantasy porn!

It was all I could do to keep my thoughts from going where they shouldn't!

It was only a ten minutes drive to the class, but in that time Lindsey managed to scoot very close to me, to the point when I shifted into second or fourth I brushed her leg.

When we got there, I turned to say goodbye, and she planted a kiss right on my lips! She had intended to give me a peck on the cheek, but I turned last second. It took us both by surprise! She hurried off and I pretended like the incident was nothing. But the sme

 

Chapter :2

At the end of September, we had a heat wave that had temperatures over one hundred for a week. The boys asked if they could throw a pool party on the weekend. It was supposed to cool down to the nineties by then. My wife would be out of town for the weekend and she would be the only one that might put a dampener on the fun.

We made arrangements and most of the marching band was to come! I have a pretty big back yard. My property is about three acres and my pool is huge, so a party this size wasn't out of the ordinary.

I was going to have a cook out, and most of the other parents were supposed to attend, good thing, even marching band can get routy when the want to.

All the usual guests arrived most of the parents just dropped their kids off but there were still seven other adults to chaperone with me. I went in the house to grab extra towels, and on my way back out my doorbell rang. It was Lindsey, he mom had dropped her off without saying a word. I let her in, she was in a tiny green two piece, the had a tank top over the top half, but her little ass was practically bare with that bottom and I almost lost my cool! Sure there were other teenaged girls there that I suppose were very hot, but cognitive dissonance had kept me from thinking about such things. Lindsey made that a challenge! She had her towel in her hands folded over her chest, but when she walked away I couldn't take my eyes off of her little ass! For such a tiny girl, she had an ass on her! Not bony like an eighty five pound girl would have but round and firm! Her bright white skin and red hair against the green two pice made me hard as a diamond in an ice storm.

She turned and caught me starring! We froze for a second, "I burn real easy, can you help me put on sun block?" I had to think quickly! If I said yes, it might look suspicious to the other parents, that and the raging wood I now have. I was holding a stack of towels over my visible hard on. "I need to grab some stuff, Karen is right out side she can help." I said in a panic. "Oh, ok then." She said disappointedly.

I had dodged a bullet! I went up stairs and put on restrictive jeans and a tee shirt, my trunks would show a boner for sure. I told the other parents that I was done with the pool for the day.

While I was cooking, Lindsey just sat and talked to me and Karen. It may as well been three adults talking, we were discussing music, as in pop culture. Lindsey had, as it turns out similar taste on music as I did, Karen was a die hard country and western lover and Lindsey and I were more into classic rock and even hard rock.

The entire party, Lindsey almost never left my side. The one time she did Karen mentioned that Lindsey had a huge crush on me. "It doesn't take a rocket scientist to see that!" She said when I said I hadn't noticed. "Its natural, you do so much for the kids here, I'd bet she's not the only one." Martha added. Martha was Jake, my oldest sons friends, mother. She was helping me serve dinner.

During dinner, one of the other girls invited Lindsey to eat at their table. She wasn't at first, but I insisted. The adult table's conversation was all about preparing for the next competition. I glanced over at the girls table, Lindsey was quietly eating while the other girls giggled and joked with each other, typical teenage girl stuff, that obviously didn't interest Lindsey. Before we were finished, my boys asked if they could go over to Jakes for the night. The two brothers were as close as any best friend and did practically everything together. Martha said it was alright with her. So the boys went up stairs and grabbed clothes and video games.

When the guests were leaving, I didn't see Lindsey among them. I had figured she left and I didn't notice. After the last guest had gone I began to clean up. I had taken a stack of dishes in the kitchen when I herd light talking. It was Lindsey on her cell in my den. "Everything alright Lindsey?" I asked. "Yes Mr Anderson! I was letting my dad know I'm ready to be picked up." She said. "Oh, ok, your welcome to watch tv while you wait." And I hurried out side. This was bad!

I was cleaning up, picking up beach towels, when Lindsey peaked her head out and asked. "Mr Anderson, where do you keep the dish soap?" "You don't have to do that sweetie." I replied but she insisted.

I reluctantly agreed to let her help. I finished up out side probably just a bit too quickly. When I went inside, Lindsey was at my kitchen sink scrubbing a plate, and her bathing suit and rode up just a bit, showing the bottom of two fantastic cheeks. I don't know why she removed her towel from around her waist, but one side of my brain was thankful, the other side was scared shitless!

She had amassed a large pile of dishes that needed dried and put away. I stepped in with dish towel in hand, and began to catch up. We sat quietly doing our work. I was relieved she just focused on the dishes, because one look down and she probably would have seen my sizable erection!

I had caught up to her, and I reached over her to grab a dry towel off the rack by the sink, as I did she turned to put a dish on the counter. We bumped into one another and when we made contact we both froze! My erection pressed against her stomach and her beautiful b cups against mine. We seemed to lean into it for a fraction of a second, she gazed up at me and I think she was going for a kiss! I panicked! I said "oops! Hey I can finish if you want to relax and wait for your dad." As I pulled away. With my hands on her shoulders I turned her around and motioned her to my den.

She turned to me, and asked. "Can I put on some music?" I said sure and she linked her cell to my Bluetooth.

I finished the dishes in short time, and the final straightening up had been done. Now what? I was here with a beautiful seventeen year old beauty, and she had a crush on me!

"Can I have a glass of water?" Her question broke me out of a trance. "Yes sweetie." I got her a glass of water and poured myself a beer. I wanted to ask her to wait out front for her father, but I didn't want her sitting out on the side walk alone in the dark.

Lindsey went to my den and I went out back to stair at the stars and gather my self.

The music plays through the house, she had put on, "Bad Company" a greatest hits album. I was enjoying the music and had my eyes closed laying back in one of my reclining pool chairs, it was a fantastic warm summer night. I didn't notice that Lindsey had came up and sat on the chair beside me. I don't think it was a coincidence that the song "ready for love" came on when she came out.

I was stunned how bold she was! Just as she began to lean in when we herd a horn honking out front. She shot up and grabbed her towel and ran out without saying goodbye.

 

Chapter 3:

It was the morning after the pool party. I woke with a pounding headache. I had drank my self to sleep running the nights event through my mind. I just had a beautiful young lady alone, and nearly crossed the line. I was a married man, and she was only seventeen.

The next few weeks I tried to make sure that one of the band mothers was there to give her a ride if she needed. That worked fine, and I also made sure the boys rode with me, just in case.

Then the end of marching band season, came and now it was orchstra, and wouldn't you guessed it, Lindsey was the star there! I made it through the last three months with minimal interaction with Lindsey.

The third concert of the spring, and Karen flaked out on me! The boys were home and I was putting up the last of the chairs and locking up, I waked outside and there was Lindsey, sitting under a lamp post.

I approached her with caution. "Let guess, you don't have a ride." I said jokingly. She seemed hurt by that comment. "I'm sorry Mr Anderson, I thought my mom was coming." She seemed genuinely embarrassed.

I apologized and said I was only joking and I would be happy to drive her home if she needed.

She said her mom hadn't returned a text or anything, and didn't know if she would be there all night. I told her to text her mom and say I was gong to bring her home.

Soon as I started my car I noticed something wrong, these older carbs have issues with the needle and seats, they get dirt or debris in them and stick open, flooding engine. But with this 427 I have, usually if I keep the RPM's up it will be fine till the junk passes. So the drive home I was having to rev the engine to keep it running. At a stop light, some punk rolled up in a little hatch back and thought I wanted to race! Lindsey started talking trash to this kid. I was just trying to keep it running, but now this kid was reving his little four cylinder with the loud exhaust along with me. The light turned green, the kid took off burning out. I said, fuck it, and dumped the clutch at about thirty five hundred rpm. And that big block came alive! Finally able to use all that excessive fuel! I was sideways up in smoke when I passed that kid and I hadn't shifted into third yet! By the time I hit fourth he was nowhere in site and Lindsey looked like she thought she would die!

About a mile from Lindsey's house the carb has flushed itself out and now things seemed to be fine, but soon as I turned down Lindsey's street, it started again, worse this time. It became un-driveable. I coasted into her driveway. There were no cars at her house. "Are you going to make it home?" Lindsey asked. "No, there is something I can do, I have tools in my trunk."

Soon as I stepped out it started pouring down rain! "Come inside!" Lindsey yelled running with her jacket over her head. I ran to her front porch. She unlocked the door, "come in and wait this out." She offered. My heart was screaming "do it!" But my mind said no.

"It's fine ill wait here, it wouldn't look appropriate if your parents came home." "My mom texted me, she won't be home tonight, and my dad is out of town till next week."

I asked if I could pull my car in their garage. And added if I'm not home soon my wife would worry. That last part was a lie, she couldn't care less where I was or who I was with. We had hardly said two words to each other in weeks.

Lindsey opened the garage for me, I limped my car in, and grabbed my tools. Their garage looked like no one lived in the house, except for the washer and dryer, and the two visible spots where they park their cars.

Lindsey came in. "Can I get you a beer?" She asked.

"No I wouldn't want you to get in trouble."

"They wouldn't think I drank it if that's what your worried about. I'll tell them the truth." She said

It did sound good. So I accepted.

We were both soaked. Lindsey brought me what had to be a thirty two ounce stine and it was filled to the rim! I took it and sipped to keep it from spilling over the rim.

Jokingly I asked, "what's wrong? Couldn't find a bigger glass?"

"I have a gallon bucket here somewhere if you would prefer!" She shot back. We laughed.

"I have to change before I get sick. You can throw your clothes in the dryer if you like, I'll get you a towel" she said.

"Just a towel would be fine thanks." I said

Lindsey went back inside, and I went to work. Fortunately these carbs are very simple, a five year old could fix it. I got the junk cleaned out and was about to put it back together when Lindsey came back in with a pile of clothes in her hand.

"Don't mind me, I need to do wash before school tomorrow." She said.

I was busy and didn't notice at first, but she was in just bra and panties!

"Sorry! I didn't have anything clean but this!" She said apologetically.

I tried to keep my head down in my task, but she came over and leaned over the fender. "Wow! That's big! What does 4 2 7 mean?" She asked.

"That's the size of the engine displacement. Should you be out here dressed like that?" I said.

"You've seen me in a bikini Mr Anderson, this isn't any different." She said.

She asked me to explain everything I was doing, I walked her through it step by step. Trying to keep my mind off that gorgeous white skin, that petite frame and the dancers body!

I started the car to reset the float bowl levels. I had to open the garage door so the fumes wouldn't get to us. I insisted Lindsey go inside. When I was done I had pulled my car in the driveway and went in the garage to clean up any fuel that had spilled. I had finished my beer, I closed the door and had to towel off again. Soon as the door closed Lindsey came back out with a fresh towel and a new beer!

"One for the road?" She asked. Holding out the beer she kind of dropped one hip and had the cutest look on her face! She was a little red headed vixen! I set the beer on the washer, and grabbed the towel.

I had the towel over my head, drying my hair, soon as my face was uncovered, Lindsey was right there! She pulled me in for a kiss! I should have resisted from the start! But it had caught me by surprise! I also didn't pull away immediately! What's worse, I participated in the kiss for a brief moment!

I pulled away! She looked up with a lustful look I have never seen on her face before! That alone was enough it crush my will power!

But I pulled away, "Lindsey, we can't, I'm married and twenty eight years older than you!" I said

"Please Mr Anderson!" She pleaded!

"I'm sorry! It's wrong!" I said.

 

Chapter 4:

That night when I came home and my wife was nowhere to be found, the boys had no idea where she went. And she didn't respond to any of my texts.

In the back of my mind she had followed me to Lindsey's. I was getting paranoid. As it turns out, she went out with some friends, and they got too drunk and grabbed a hotel room and slept it off. At least that's her story.

The two months I did everything I could to try and normalize my relationship with my wife. But she wasn't interested.

One afternoon, Karen dropped by. She had some bad news, she had spotted my wife with another man, they were at a bar.

It was Karen's sisters birthday, and they went out for drinks without any kids. In a back booth at the bar, there was a couple making out the entire night, it had become a running joke between Karen and her sister. They never even came up for air. But about the same time Karen was leaving, the couple got up and left. It was my wife and some guy Karen didn't recognize.

That night I confronted my wife about it. She didn't deny anything. We immediately began talking divorce! She wanted out, she didn't even bring up custody of the boys! When I asked she said, "They can live here with you, I'm getting an apartment." She sounded like it was rehearsed.

That night she started packing! Within a week it was official. She had been so distant for so long, it was hardly an adjustment.

The boys seemed ok with the situation. They stayed the first weekend at their mothers helping her get moved in.

At the end of the first month apart, she moved in with her boyfriend.

Karen was the only parent that knew my wife left me, the others didn't think anything of no longer seeing her around.

Graduation was near, my oldest was graduating, and the band was playing the ceremony. We were at the final rehearsal, when Lindsey snuck up behind me and slipped a pice of paper in my back pocket.

I pulled it out, it was a note. I didn't want to open it here, she had slipped away and I didn't see where she ran off to.

Later that night, I was in my back yard with a fire roaring in my pit. The boys were at their friends, Josh was headed off to college in a few months, so they were spending lots of time with their friends.

I opened the note, it smelled like the perfume Lindsey wears. In the note Lindsey said how sorry she was about coming on to me. And she was heartbroken that that made it so we can't be friends anymore. It was killing me not to even be able to talk to her. I tossed the letter into the fire. My hand still smelled of the perfume.

Graduation night came around. It was a hectic night, and My ex showed up with her new boyfriend. I recognized him, he went to college with us. But we never really knew each other.

After the ceremony, we were all standing around taking pictures. The boys were taking pictures with their mom and her boyfriend. Lindsey came up and I herd her ask Karen who that guy was. Karen , not thinking, told Lindsey. Lindsey's jaw dropped. Karen knew right away what she had done. I had confessed to Karen that Lindsey had come on strong a while back, and she had helped me keep Lindsey at a distance. We had agreed that telling Lindsey about my divorce might make things worse. We talked about me getting a girlfriend to let Lindsey know I still wasn't available, but with work and graduation, I just don't have the time!

I managed to avoid Lindsey the rest of the night. Until I was walking to my car. She was following me, and I had parked pretty far away. I got to my car pretending not to notice Lindsey behind me.

There was one other car in this lot next to mine. The cars automatic door locks opened. I turned and Lindsey had her key fob out. "You like it?" She asked. It was a BMW like her mom drove. A little two seater Z4. I knew her parents were well off, but this was a extremely nice car for a first car.

"Wanna race?" She joked. She showed me the car, and offered to take me for a drive. I said I couldn't.

She begged. "Come on! Your boys went to that graduation party, and I know your not going home to your wife!" She immediately apologized for that last bit. She begged again.

Reluctantly I accepted. I was still in love with this girl, I couldn't have refused if I wanted to.

We jumped in, and she sped off. I commented on how nice her car was. She looked like she wanted to say something, but stopped herself. There was an awkward silence.

"You should see how it handles!" She said. She turned down a road that led to a windy mountain pass. We were headed down a dark mountain road that led to about a dozen make out sites! I knew what was on her mind! I know I should have put a stop to it right there. But I didn't. We drove in silence for about ten minutes. Then she pulled to a parking spot, and shut the car off. We didn't say a word, just sat there for a second. Then I got out of the car. A minute later Lindsey got out.

I stood leaning against the rear quarter of the car. Lindsey came up to me. She leaned on the car beside me.

"When did you and your wife separate?" She asked quietly.

I told her about us just growing apart for years, and nobody got hurt, we just figured it was better this way.

"Is that why your avoiding me?" She asked.

As I spoke, the warm summer evening turned humid, the storm clouds have moved in, we were about to have a shower.

"Look, this thing between us, as the adult, I just can't let it happen." Just then the clouds opened up.

In seconds we were drenched. We got back in the car. I explained that she was just infatuated with me, and soon as she met some smart college guy she would forget all about me.

"Your too young and beautiful for an old guy like me!" I added. That triggered something in her. She practically leaped over the center console and pulled me in and kissed me deep and passionately!

I'm six foot two and two thirty, and I was powerless against a five foot eighty five pound girl!

For a moment I lost my self and let her unbutton my shirt. It was when she took my hand and placed it on her breast through her shirt, when I came around!

I pulled back, and she sank down to the drivers seat. She apologized. "Don't be sorry!" I said. "I think we should head back. Somebody probably saw us leave together." I said, trying to regain my composure.

Reluctantly she agreed. She started the car and we pulled away. She drove very slowly through the rain, I wasn't sure if it was her being unsure of the wet road or something else. We pulled into the parking lot, there wasn't a single car left but mine. She pulled next to my car. And again, went in for a kiss. She had tears in her eyes.

I was torn up inside. "You don't want an old man like me, you have a long life ahead of you, I'm going to be old and feeble when your in your thirties!" I consulted.

"I don't care!" She shot back in tears.

"I need to go." I said and got out of the car.

I sat in my car, Lindsey drove away. I followed at a distance to make sure she made it home fine. I stopped at the end of her street, she pulled into her garage. Then texted me.

: thanks for making sure I got home ok. :

Then I drove home.

I didn't sleep a wink that night!

A week later, Lindsey showed up at my house. "I'm going to Europe for the summer, I'm going to miss your birthday so I got you this." She handed me a wrapped gift. Before I could thank her she jumped up wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me! My son just came down to see who was at the door. I pulled her off of me. And thanked her for the gift. Josh just smiled and went to the kitchen. After she left, I went to the kitchen, not knowing what the hell to say!

"It's cool dad! Everyone knows Lindsey is obsessed with you!"

I felt my face get red with embarrassment. Then fear! This could get me in deep water!

With Lindsey in Europe, there was no chance of another incident. It was a pretty usual summer. The boys spent every other weekend at their mothers. I did get almost daily texts from Lindsey, all perfectly innocent, just showing me all the sites they visited.

By the time and camp rolled around, this was going to be the first year I wasn't a chaperone in four years. I was driving Josh to college on the other side of the country, it was sorta a last father son vacation before he was officially off on his own.

Day one of band camp and Sean my youngest told me that Lindsey was asking about me, and why I want there. I never told Lindsey about Josh and my trip. We rented a sports car and had a blast! Josh was trying to hook me up with every single woman we met!

When we were saying our goodbyes, Josh made a point of reminding me that Lindsey turns eighteen in October. "Thanks son!" I said sarcastically.

I was on the road still on my birthday, but I had brought Lindsey gift along. I opened it, it was a picture of my chevelle, up at the band camp. It had to have been taken the first day she arrived. It wa s in a beautiful frame. With it a note.

"I keep a copy of this picture with me all the time. I feel like I was just born twenty years too late. I can't help the way I feel, but I understand the problems I could cause for you. Just know that I love you and I will always be ready when you are to continue whatever this is."

I made it back in town for the last day at band camp. It's parents day but my ex didn't show. This years routine, had all three songs revolving around Lindsey's brilliant violin playing, she had singe handedly carried the band to a sweep in competitions last year and was bound to do it again her senior year as well.

Midway through the performance Lindsey and I made eye contact. Her face lit up. I caught myself before anyone noticed our little moment, and found Sean on the field and waved, even though there was no chance he would have seen me from the way he was facing.

As usual, Lindsey brought the crowd to their feet with her performance. She truly was something to behold.

After the performance. Sean found me right away. He showed me where his luggage was and I loaded it up.

I had just put his trumpet case in the trunk of my Chevelle, and out the corner of my eye I saw Lindsey headed my way. I was trying to figure out how to dodge her without being obvious. Just then one of the band moms intercepted her. And soon she was surrounded by parents complementing her on her performance.

Sean was finished saying goodbyes and was ready to go. As I pulled out Lindsey shot me a look of disappointment as I drove by, she was still swarmed by parents and students. And with all the talk about her crush it's still best that I kept my distance.

On the way home Sean had filled me in on all that went on at camp. He mentioned Lindsey keep asking about me when she caught Sean alone. Sean was smart enough to know what was going on, he didn't seem to have a problem with it. But knew not to talk about it with his friends.

When we got home, I got a text from Lindsey.

:"you didn't even say hello!" :

I told her I had to run to the grocery store. I told Sean I was going out to grab some beer.

I arrived at the store and Lindsey was already there. She had to haul ass! She lived ten minutes farther away than I did. I walked in the store like I was minding my own business, and Lindsey followed a short distance behind me. We talked and walked through the store. She asked me how Josh was, and about our trip. I asked about band camp and we had a pretty pleasant normal conversation. I expected her to try and jump me soon as I saw her, but it just seemed like she wanted to spend time with me.

I only went for a six pack, but ended up with a cart full while taking. After I paid, Lindsey helped me load my car. I told her I should get going. She pulled me down for a kiss. I expected her to slip the tongue, but it was an innocent little peck on the cheek.

That night I couldn't sleep. I was thinking about how this school year would go. I was going to need Karen's help to

 

Chapter 5:

September was another hot one, Sean wanted to host another pool party for the band. I said I was too busy at work and wouldn't have time to set one up. But Karen, the next day approached me about a pool party at her house.

I said I would drop Sean off but I couldn't stay.

Truth of the matter, I had just bought a sixty nine Camaro and was just getting ready to restore it.

That Saturday, I dropped Sean off at Karen's. Lindsey's car was there. But I didn't get out of the car, I don't think I could handle seeing her in a little bikini right now.

Karen came out and was asking me about helping with a fund raiser for the band coming up. As we talked I saw Lindsey come out from the house, in a tee a towel covering her lower half. Soon as she seen that I was talking to Karen, she turned back and went inside.

I drove home and went out to my shop in the back. And blasted my music and tried to take my mind off of Lindsey in a bikini.

I started my air compressor and started grabbing tools. I had put on some music to put Lindsey out of my mind.

I had worked for about ten minutes when my wrench slipped and I punched the rear differential, gouging my hand open. I laid trying not to scream in frustration and pain. I grit my teeth and rolled out from under the car.

There was Lindsey! I don't know how long she was standing there, I stood up, and said, "hey!".

She just stood there in that green bikini looking at my hand, I had started bleeding pretty bad I grabbed a shop towel and wrapped it up.

"Are you alright?" She asked.

"Yes, I'm fine." I said as my hand throbbed.

"Let me help you with that!" she insisted.

We went over to my shop sink, I ran it under the water, she looked afraid to get near it, but I cleaned it out and asked her to grab the antiseptic from my first aid box.

She helped me bandage up, soon as I was wrapped up, she pulled me down for a kiss. I couldn't bring myself to fight it. This was no peck on the cheek. This was the kiss of two lovers reunited after years apart. All of my guilt and misgivings about this situation had melted away in a second. Her breasts pushed up against me hard as she leaned into it.

She lept into my arms, and wrapped her legs around my waist. The towel that wrapped around her waist hit the floor! I have a lounge in the back of my shop where I used to avoid my wife from time to time. It was nothing more than a room with a couch some book shelfs and a radio. She clung to me, never breaking the kiss as I walked us over to the lounge. I closed the door behind us.

She got off of me and I sat on the couch. She pulled my shirt off up over my head. With my arms up and eyes covered, she jumped in my lap kissing me. She held me back with my shirt and let me have it!

After a few minutes she let me come up for air. She reached back and untied her top, and let it fall. Her breast were more beautiful than my wildest dreams! She put my hand on her breast and leaned in for more kissing. We kissed passionately for quite some time, then I heard someone calling me from my shop!

I got up and Lindsey hid in the lounge bathroom!

It was my neighbor Joe! I came out of my lounge with no shirt on. He looked at me questioningly.

"Oh, I cut my hand and got blood all over my shirt." I explained. He raised an eyebrow.

"I came to check out your new project." He said changing the subject.

I glanced at the floor, Lindsey's towel lay by his feet, it was a very girly towel and definitely looked out of place. I quickly scooped it up and and threw it in the lounge at the bathroom door and shut the door behind me. Joe didn't seem to notice.

Me and Joe talked about my plans for the car. I was surprised Joe didn't ask about the BMW in my driveway!

Just then Karen called me! "Lindsey left our party early, she didn't go over there did she?" Karen asked. "No I haven't seen her." I said. "Ok, let me know if you hear from her, he parents aren't home of course so I'm worried." Karen said. I told her I would keep an eye out and let her know. My driveway to my back shop goes far enough back that you can't see any cars parked there from the street, but to be on the safe side, I hit the remote to close my gate.

Joe said he needed to get back to yard work, when I got off the phone. After Joe left, I went back in to my lounge and Lindsey had stripped down!

You could have knocked me over with a feather! I wanted nothing more than to continue! But Karen was looking for Lindsey.

"So sorry! Karen is looking for you, and, this would be hard to explain." I reluctantly said.

Thankfully Lindsey understood how much trouble I could get in. And she put her suit back on, gave me one last kiss and left without a word.

Lindsey was mature enough to keep our encounters to her self. No bragging to her friends.

That evening Sean asked to stay the night. So I was alone for the evening. I made myself dinner, then afterwards I sat on my back deck with the days events running through my mind. I was about four beers in, when a wave of guilt washed over me.

I felt completely selfish! I should have stopped this a year ago! She was young and had her whole life ahead of her! I had no right to jeopardize her future! What if someone from Stanford had found out she was having an affair with a married man! I'm not married now, but I was when this began! I should have dismissed it as a crush and kept my distance!

Then the vision of her naked in front of me wouldn't leave my mind. Her pale skin, the way her long red hair draped over her freckled shoulders, her beautiful innocence. Her budding breasts! That little tuft of red hair over her slit! It dawned on me just then. I haven't been laid in about nine months, and the last time with my wife, and it was cold and impersonal.

I convinced my self that I would be strong. Maybe if I went out and got myself a proper girlfriend, I would put an end to this flirtation with disaster.

Just then a car pulled up in my driveway. I thought for sure it was Lindsey! In my state there was no way I had the ability to refuse her. But it was Karen.

"Just stopped by to see how you were doing." She said. I knew full well why she was here. To see if Lindsey was here.

We made small talk and I offered her a drink. She asked for a beer. We sat around my deck talking about band business.

After she had finished her beer, she got up to leave. She handed me her empty bottle. "I have to confess, I came to see if Lindsey was here." She said I tried to act shocked. " I know, but soon as she found out you wouldn't be at the pool party she made up some excuse that she had to leave." Karen said.

"Watch out for that girl." Karen cautioned.

"I know." I replied. Just as a text came in from Lindsey.

:"l need to see you!":

 

Chapter 6:

It was mid October, a week from Lindsey's eighteenth birthday. And I got a call from her mother.

"Will you come to Lindsey's birthday party? She is to shy to ask you, and with all you've done for her, it would be nice to see you there."

I was in a conundrum! It might look suspicious if I declined, but the same if I went! I asked what day, it was on a Tuesday. A school night. That might make it easier to make a quick getaway. But it would ba awkward talking to her parents after seeing their daughter naked in my shop, and being moments from having sex.

The night had arrived. Lindsey had no idea her parents had invited me. I arrived at the restaurant about ten minutes after they had been seated.

The hostess walked me back to their table. Lindsey's eyes lit up. Her fathers was the first to get up and shake my hand and thanked me for coming. Lindsey practically shot out of her chair! She was in an incredible black dress! She was flanked by some friends from school, Cindy I recognized from band, the other girl I had not seen before. Her name was Katie.

Katie was from Lindsey's old school back in Minnesota. She had flown out for the week. Lindsey practically ran over to me and gave me a hug and planted one on my cheek. I handed her a small wrapped gift. She teared up immediately. I felt a wave of panic wash over me. She was getting too worked up over a small gift! I said "Happy Birthday!" And hugged her back. Her father guided me to sit next to him across the table from the girls. Katie whispered something to Lindsey, then Lindsey nodded embarrassed. That didn't put me at ease!

Fortunately, Jack, Lindsey father was talking to the waiter and didn't see the exchange.

Jack asked me about my work. We talked about that for a bit, then he asked about this car of mine that Lindsey keeps talking about. I gave him the run down on the Chevelle, and he talked about how he always wanted a first generation Camaro. So I told him about the one I just started on. Jack wanted to swing by after dinner to take a look.

The rest of the dinner went well, that was till Lindsey opened my gift. All it was was a violin key chain. I thought it was something that was totally innocent and meaningless, but Lindsey teared up. Lindsey's mother got a suspicious look. But just looked over at me and smiled.

Jack insisted on paying for my dinner. I argued but it was no use.

Out in the parking lot I showed him the Chevelle. They followed me home.

I led Jack out the shop, we drank some beers and shot the shit about cars for an hour. The girls were wandering around my yard and house. Lindsey's mother had left from the restaurant in her own car and went home.

It was getting late. Jack said he had a long day tomorrow so she should get going. He gathered the girls and we said out goodbyes.

Sean just came home from his friends. And I helped him with some homework and then went to bed. The second I opened my bedroom door, all I could smell is Lindsey's perfume! My bed had the comforter messed up like someone was in it.

I went and took a shower and came back and as if I didn't already have a problem sleeping. It smelled like she was in bed with me!

But somehow, that relaxed me enough to sleep like a baby.

Two days later I was doing wash but I had a hard time bringing my self to wash what was left of her perfume off.

That January, during an orchestra concert, I spotted Lindsey's parents in the audience, I made way over and noticed they were in the middle of an argument. I turned around and found a seat elsewhere. Karen sat next to me.

"I think Lindsey's folks are splitting up." She whispered.

When the show started, Lindsey had the first chair. She clearly was upset. She was just very mechanical in her playing, she hit every note spot on, but her heart wasn't in it.

During the after party, all the other parents were chatting and congratulating the kids on the performance. But Lindsey and her folks were nowhere to be seen.

I walked out side. Lindsey was sitting at the bus drop off area, and her folks were in the parking lot having a knock down drag out screaming match!

Lindsey looked mortified! She hung her head in shame.

I wanted to go talk to her, but I went back in and asked Karen to go have a talk with her while I got her parents to calm down.

None of the other parents or students had seen the scene thankfully.

I walked over and got Lindsey's parents to calm down.

We sat in silence for a min or two, then I found myself lecturing them on not airing their personal business in front of her daughters friends.

They agreed after they seen what state their daughter was in. Karen walked Lindsey over to their car. She got in without making eye contact. Then they all left.

Karen informed me that Lindsey got accepted to Stanford and Harvard! Lindsey wants to stay close and go to Stanford, but her parents are splitting up and they're insisting she go to Harvard. Her mother is moving to Boston and she would live with her.

I didn't know what to say. This complicated things. I couldn't be the reason Lindsey doesn't want to go to Harvard!

We went back in, nobody had even noticed what had happened thankfully. Sean came up and asked if he could stay the night at his friends, it was a Friday night regular thing now. I let him, they were going to swing by the house and grab his things. He drove himself and I planned on staying as usual to help with the clean up.

Me and one of the other dads sat in the parking log bullshitting till about eleven. Then he noticed the time and we made our way home. I pulled up and Lindsey's Z4 was in my driveway.

I walked up the steps, she was sitting on my porch and had been crying. I grabbed her by the hand and led her in the house.

I turned to her, handed her a tissue. "I herd you got accepted to Harvard! Congratulations!"

Before I could finish she lept into my arms and kissed me wildly!

She wrapped her legs around my waist, she was in the long black dress that was standard for the girls in orchestra. This girl has me wrapped around her little finger!

I carried her over to my couch and laid her down. I moved over top of her, on my knees between her legs, supporting my weight with my hands.

With her legs still wrapped around me she unbuttoned my shirt and almost ripped off. I got up and she let lose enough to frantically take off my belt. I stopped her there!

I made her stand in front of me. I turned her around and unzipped her dress. I let her dress fall to the floor and she stepped out of it and turned to face me. This was it, my last ounce of will power was gone! She was in such a state that I couldn't just leave her. I couldn't bring myself to do anything but give her what she wants!

Sitting, I pulled her close to me, kissing her stomach as I unclasped her bra. I kissed my way up to her breasts. She was breathing heavily. I ran my hands down her sides, catching her panties on the way down. As I pulled them down I leaned in and kissed the area where her leg meets her crotch. Her knees buckled and she nearly fell!

I stood up, kissing my way from just below her belly button to her neck, then her mouth. I laid her on the couch and kissed my way back down, passed her belly to her aching sex.

I lifted her leg, I kissed my way from her calf twards her crotch, I stopped behind her knee and gave it a gentle lick, she shuttered in response. I made my way kissing down her leg and stopped just for a quick kiss on her clit! She was drenched!

I kissed my way back down the other leg to her calf. I looked back into her eyes. She gave me a wanton look and begged me not to stop.

I went back to her crotch and gave her clit another quick kiss, only this time I included my tongue. I gave a quick gentle lick, than another! Then I went for the full, long slow lick! She screamed! She was panting and whining! As I licked her to a body shaking orgasm. She grabbed and pulled my hair and buried my face in her little cunt! She was shaved except for a slight landing strip of red hair.

I could have licked her for hours! And I probably licked her for a half an hour when she said she need a breather!

I picked her up and carried her to my bedroom. I laid her on my bed, I kissed her breasts and every touch sent shock waves through her body.

I dropped my pants and moved over the top of her. I just looked her in the eye, she nodded. Then I guided myself to her burning hot opening!

I'm not what you would call small, I'm six foot three and let's say I'm proportioned accordingly.

I was only able to get my head in when it was clear I needed to wait.

She winced, and then relaxed. Then she nodded again!

I pushed past her hymen with a single thrust. Her hands were around my neck and she had a death grip on me. She even bit my neck a little. I gave her a moment.

Then with a sigh of relief, she said. "Ok, ok, go slow."

I went just a little farther she inhaled sharply as I did! But she seemed ok. So o pushed the rest of the way in. She had an almost frightened look just before I was all the way in. Then once I bottomed out, that look changed to a lustful one!

I pulled out slowly. "Are you ok?" I asked.

"Yes, it was just more than I expected!" She chuckled.

Then she kissed me passionately and I went in again, still slowly. I worked in and out slowly, but her body language told me that the pain had subsided and she was ready for more!

I picked up the speed gradually. Still a relatively slow speed but full strokes. Soon I felt her orgasm build! She was gushing wet but she had a tight grip on my rod!

I would have never expected to last this long! But I was nowhere close and all that was on my mind was Lindsey and how much she was enjoying her first time.

She was sweating profusely and her smell was intoxicating! She was definitely loosening up, she was now meeting me halfway way with my thrusting! I rolled over and had her straddle me. It took her a moment but she got a good rhythm going.

Before long she was riding me wildly! Bouncing on me like crazy! She suddenly was rocked by a massive orgasm! It took a good minute to ride out! She just slumped over with her head on my chest.

I lay there with her impaled on me rock hard inside her. She came back around and worked up and down on my pole again! Soon I felt my balls tighten and my cock swell!

Lindsey must have felt it too, she was grinding her pelvis into mine cumming hard as I finally erupted into her!

I felt her cunt squeeze every last drop out of me! She lay over and kissed me deeper and more emotionally charged than ever before!

We lust laid like that for an hour! My cock had softened but she was so tight I stayed in! Finally, one last passionate kiss and she got off of me and went to my bathroom.

I laid there, not knowing how to feel about what had just happened.

On one hand, I was finally able to share something with her that we both had wanted for quite some time now.

On the other hand, I really passed the point of no return! What we did was legal, but was it right? I didn't force her to do anything she her self didn't want as least as much as I did.

When Lindsey got up she asked me where I keep the towels I showed he and told her I would be right back.

I threw on some pants and grabbed her keys. I went out, and pulled her car into my shop in the back. This way if anyone came around they wouldn't be able to see it.

I went back up to the master bathroom, Lindsey was already in the shower. I jumped in.

And immediately Lindsey was in my arms again. We kissed under the running water for some time. Then I grabbed the wash cloth and began to soap it up to wash Lindsey.

Finally being able to explore her beautiful body was almost overwhelming. I didn't miss an inch. I let the wash cloth go and just used my hand.

I rinsed her off and kissed every inch of her body. When I got to her beautiful little slit, she stopped me. "I can't right now, I need time to recover." She moaned. "My turn!" She said.

She filled her hand with liquid soap, then began to rub me down. First my chest, then my arms. She seemed to appreciate all the time I spend in the gym. She worked her way down my stomach, bypassed my crotch and washed my legs and feet, my cock was coming alive inches from her face. I could still see red at the base.

She put another few drops of soap in her hand. She picked up my cock and with both hands stroked me to full hardness! She washed my balls gently, looking up to gauge my reaction, to make sure she wasn't hurting me. She took the shower head and rinsed me clean never letting go of my cock. Once I was clean she looked up and gave me an evil grin! She bit her lower lip and dropped to her knees!

I would not have expected head from someone who had only lost her virginity an hour before.

She was face to face with my dick, she hesitated, Then she closed her eyes and put me in her mouth! She just held it there for a second, then started jerking my shaft with one hand and cupping my balls with the other.

She definitely looked like she was trying to remember how, then before long she was bobbing up and down like a porn star! She went from being unsure of what she was doing to being completely confident in her activity!

"Oh my god! Where did you learn how to do that?" I moaned!

"YouTube silly! You can learn anything there!" She giggled.

"Porn hub is more like it!" I joked!

"Yes, there too!" She laughed.

She went back to it, trying to deep throat with little luck, but the trying had me there in no time! I announced I was ready to shot! She pulled back and jerked me onto her chest! When I was done, she licked the last drop off the underside of my head, tasted it, paused then scooped up a glob off her chest with a finger and put it in her mouth! "That's not so bad!" She said in a surprised tone!

After our shower, I asked that she text her parents and let them know she was alright. " I texted them when I got here, I told them I was staying the night at a friends. They won't bother me till I'm ready to come home." she said.

I ended up changing my sheets, there was a spot of blood where I had deflowered her.

We lay there the moonlight shining through my window, Lindsey lay across me with her head on my chest. I ran my fingers through her hair, and asked if she was ready to talk.

"No, just this, just this right here." She said quietly. "Just hold me all night." She added. In no time she was sound asleep.

I sat and reflected on what had just happened and what it could mean. On the one hand, I was without a doubt in love with this young lady. But I also want what's best for her. And the two may be incompatible.

That morning I woke and Lindsey hadn't budged. I slipped out from under her and got dressed. I made coffee.

When it was ready I got a cup and went back up stairs. I just sat in the corner chair and watched her sleep.

That bright red hair, beautiful white skin. I wished I could capture that image forever. She looked cold, so I went over and pulled the blanket over her and gave her a little kiss on the ass cheek as I did.

I went out on my deck to watch the sun rise. I was out there for about half an hour when Lindsey came out just wearing my robe. It looked giant on her tiny frame. She crawled up into my lap and gave me a fantastic good morning kiss.

She had already put on makeup and did her hair and brushed her teeth. Apparently she had loaded her purse anticipating staying the night.

Little things like that made me feel less like I was just taking advantage. And reassuring that she had intended this to go this far.

As we sat on the deck Lindsey opened up about the fight she had with her parents.

Her parents were pressuring her to go to Harvard. But she had her heart set on Stanford. Even before she met me, Stanford was where she wanted to be. She wanted to go into more of the tech sector rather than law or finance like her parents. And she never applied to MIT because, well they came from Minnesota and she was sick of the snow! That's another reason she wanted to stay in California. "Not only that, from the beginning my parents told me that when the time came, it would be my decision!" She added.

That put my mind at ease. She wasn't basing decisions about her future on me. She already had her mind made up without my influence.

We made out watching the sun rise. It was getting a little heated, but she stopped it. "I'm sorry, I'm still very sore! That thing is a lot to take for the first time!" She chuckled.

She offered me another blow job, but I countered with breakfast.

I suggested that when we do this again, she bring a change of clothes. "I would have, but once I made my mind up I just threw some stuff in my purse and ran out the door!" She said. "Well, what if I had turned you away?" I joked! "Like you could refuse this!" She leaned grabbed my rod through my pants and kissed me!

After breakfast. Lindsey went home to change for her violin lessons. He parents never asked about where she was.

 

This needs a LOT of proofreading.

 

That's the kind of input I'm looking for, I'm new to writing, and I'm sure there is tons of things that I need to change. I am also writing this on my phone with a word processor app, but sometimes the autocorrect really goes off the deep end and I don't always catch it!

 

I have two more chapters, I'm still going through trying to find all the autocorrect fails, but I think at least one of them might get scrapped.

 

Okay, well, maybe at least get a bluetooth keyboard for your phone, or write on a laptop. Also, if you can, have someone else proofread it. Four eyes are better than two.

 

Microsoft Word flags misspelled words and offers help with grammar.

 

Sure, proofreading might be something that needs to happen, but the story itself is amazing! I enjoyed every bit of it! I felt very involved with both Lindsey and your emotions, got excited with you, felt 'wrong' with you, and got horny with you. I was a little disappointed when you used the word cunt as I always feel like that's a little disrespectful/frat boyish - but I'm also not a native speaker, so that might be a miss-interpretation from my side.
I am really looking forward to reading the rest of this story. Keep going, in my opinion it's the best story I have seen on here so far!

 

Thank you for the kind words, I haven't had much time to finish, I will probably start the next one over, it went off in a different direction that I decided I didn't want to go in the end, and I'll probably just scrap it.

 

I do apologize for the word "cunt" but in that context I was trying to use different synonyms, and in a given moment that one has a sharp edge so to speak.

 

I made a few changes, but my guy that was supposed to proof read bailed on the project. But here it goes


Chapter 7:

About a week later, Lindsey came by. Her mother had caught a flight to the east coast for work, and her father was going to stay the night in San Francisco, Lindsey suspected he was with a girlfriend.

It was a Saturday night and Sean was home. I never told Sean what went on between Lindsey and I, but he seemed to know. When she showed up Sean answered the door, rather than assume she was there to talk about orchestra, he walked her out to the shop.

I had just got the car back from media blast and was laying down the last of the epoxy primer, so I was head to toe in a painting suit that probably wasn't the most attractive look for me. At least that's what Lindsey had said.

I opened up the garage doors to air it out. And got out of my cover all's. "Aw, I thought you would be naked under thoes!" Lindsey said as I stepped out of them. I looked and Sean had just went inside! I suggested that we keep the flirty talk down while Sean was around.

Sean peeked his head out the back door. "Dad, can I go to Jakes for the night?" He asked. "Yes, but I want to talk to you before you go." I answered.

Lindsey waited out by my shop and I went in.

"Sean, do me a favor, don't say anything about Lindsey coming over. I don't want people to get the wrong idea about Lindsey, she's a good kid and people tend to talk about stuff they have no business talking about."

"I know dad, it's none of my business as far as I'm concerned. And if anyone asked I wouldn't say a word." He said.

I thanked him.

"I'm not going to have to call her mom? am I?" He joked!

I gave him a punch on the arm and told him to get lost! We chuckled!

After Sean left, me and Lindsey decided we would go out to a nice dinner somewhere. We had to go out of town where nobody would recognize us. She picked a steak house that was about a mile from Stanford. It was a good forty minute drive, but would give us a chance to be alone with nobody to bother us.

Lindsey went home to get ready, and I got cleaned up.

I called , and was able to get a table, but not till later in the evening. It was a bit late, but what the hell.

I arrived at her house at about seven. I went to her door and rang the bell. She called to the intercom. "The key is under the mat. Come in and I'll be down in a minute." She said.

I came in and sat down. This was a nice place so I put on my best suit and tie. Lindsey came down I nearly died! I have never seen her look so beautiful! She always dressed nice, and even wore that beautiful black dress on her birthday. But this was senior prom or red carpet level of dress! She was made up like I have never seen! Hair up in a very sophisticated fashion. High heels, her dress was green and sparkling, went down just past her knees. And she wore nylons with the black stripe that ran up the back!

She came down and did a one eighty. "What do you think?" She asked.

I was speechless, my jaw dropped wide open!

"I hoped you would say that!" She giggled!

She pulled up her dress slightly to reveal her garter. Her stockings were thigh high, something that has always turned me on!

I let her drive the chevelle, She was intimidated at first, and had a hard time with the clutch, but she got the hang of it.

I couldn't take my eyes off of her! She was so out of my league it was stunning!

By the time we arrived, we had about twenty minutes before our reservation. So we sat at the bar. She looked old enough to drink, the bartender was ready to serve her what ever she wanted.

But she only ordered a coke. I ordered a beer. We sat and talked about her future. Her parents have gave in already and she was going to Stanford. That meant she would only be at the most a forty five minute drive away.

We sat down for dinner and had a wonderful conversation about the Bay Area, and all the things she wants to see here. One thing she brought up was, she always wanted to have a fire on the beach in the moon light and make love to the sound of waves crashing! That thought had my mind swimming!

After dinner I drove, she had fell asleep on the way home. She woke when I entered her driveway. She reached in her purse and clicked the garage door remote. "Pull in here, stay a bit." She said. I pulled in the garage and shut the car off.

She slid over to me and kissed me. She whispered. "Come up stairs. I want to show you something."

I was still conflicted. It didn't take a genius to figure out what she had in mind. But there was that part of me that still wasn't ok with this relationship. That part that made me feel like I was being selfish and taking advantage of a school girls crush.

We got out of the car and Lindsey led me by the hand up stairs to her bedroom. She closed and locked the door behind her. She rushed over and began to remove my tie and shirt.

I had convinced myself on the way up the stairs that I was going to have to put a stop to this. But the second our lips met, that evaporated.

She kissed me hard and deep, she unbuttoned my pants and pulled them down before I could process what had happened. Squeezing my cock and jerking it, she pulled back and with a grin, dropped to her knees, pushed me back on her bed and took me deep in her mouth!

I don't know if it was her just being eager to please, or she really enjoyed sucking cock, but there was no stopping her!

She definitely had been watching porn for reference! She worked me up and down and even stroked me with my balls in her mouth!

She was fixated in blowing me when I just had to taste her! I picked her up, kissed her passionately, got up, turned her around, and bent her over her bed!

Lifting her skirt to find her little black lace panties were soaked! She had them slipped over her garter and I was able to remove them and leave her heels and garter in place!

I dove face first into her ass! She tasted incredible! I licked and sucked her labea and clit. I even began to rim her, this drove her wild! It didn't take long and I had her cumming hard.

I made her cum till she finally begged to be fucked!

With her on her knees on her bed, I parted her red swollen little lips with my cock. She was still very tight. I bent as I pushed in! I was in, and she shook with an intense orgasm! She was soaking wet and it made penatration much easier in her tight hole.

I fucked her deep and slow. Lindsey would cum over and over. I picked up my speed, with one hand on her hip, the other I reached and grabbed her hair! She answered by screaming, "oh god yes!" Now I was working up to a frantic pace! Lindsey had collapsed onto the bed and I was driving down into her, slamming into her g spot! She was just screaming, "oh god!" Over and over!

I began to slow to catch my breath. I couldn't help my self, I pulled out and gave her a serious rim job!

She reached back and pushed back on my face as my tongue went up her tiny asshole!

I got up and slammed back into her waiting cunt! I drove hard and fast and soon as she was about to cum I took my thumb, and slightly penetrated her little pink butt hole! She came so hard she squirted! Biting and screaming into her pillow and clawing at her sheets, this one lasted a long time! Soon as she relaxed I let my thumb slip out and pulled out for a breather!

She lay on her stomach panting heavily, and I unzipped her dress. She got up, very weak in the knees and let me pull the dress off.

Her knees were buckling, and she was out of breath. Standing in front of me with thigh high stockings and high heels and a lacy bra, looking up at me with a completely lust filled look, I pulled her in and kissed her as I laid her back on the bed. She lifted her legs up on my shoulders and with her hand guided me to her soaked cunt. I pushed in slowly, at this angle I seemed to bottom out. So I kept my strokes short. As I fucked her she pulled me down to kiss, whispering over and over, "I love you, I love you." "I love you too" I replied.

We had fucked close to two hours! It was all I could do to keep from cumming several times now. But all that build up was coming to an explosive end! My pace quickened and my strokes became deeper, I could see a look of discomfort on her face as I went deeper. I pulled back a bit, but she shook her head no, "Don't stop! I want all of it! Cum in me! Cum in me please!" She pleaded! Hearing her say that sent me over the edge! In a matter of seconds I emptied my balls into her to the point I was gushing out of her. I have never came so hard! Or so much! She came with me, not as intense as before but I think she was spent!

I got up and got dressed, Lindsey had fell asleep. She woke as I was putting my shoes on. "Please stay with me." She pleaded.

"I would love nothing more, but I can't bee seen leaving here in the morning. Your neighbors might say something." I said.

"I think the entire neighborhood herd you fucking me!" She joked.

I got in my car and went home, I coasted down her street in order to not make any more noise than necessary.

 

Well the next chapter may get scrapped altogether, I just got away from the romance too much. And re reading it back, it feels out of place, it got very, well, dirty too quickly.
I would like to keep the the feeling of these two having the forbidden love affair, but it feels like things may normalize between the two, with the obstacles falling away.

 

Well, when I read the very first sentence I suspected there might be a problem when you used 'then' where you should have used 'than.' Your story itself is fine but your grammar is unacceptable. I note that you state that this is a first draft so hopefully some of the grammar errors might have been caught in proofreading.

There are actually too many errors to point out more than a few.

In chapter one: "They even re wrote they're end routine around Lindsey." They're means "They are." What you want here is their, meaning "Belonging to them." It is very important for a credible writer to sort out there, they're and their.

"My mom is supposed to pick me up here." She said. This is done over and over. The first period should be a comma. A period makes two separate sentences, "My mom is supposed to pick me up here." (Which is fine) and "She said.", which is not so fine. It has a subject (She) and a verb (Said) but no object. She said what? We know what she said, but it needs to be in the same sentence. "My mom is supposed to pick me up here," she said. Almost every period you have before a closing quotation mark should be a comma.

I turned to her, handed her a tissue. "I herd you got accepted to Harvard! Congratulations!" Um, heard. I turned to her and handed her a tissue, "I heard you got accepted to Harvard! Congratulations!"

Not trying to discourage you, the story itself is good, so keep writing but you either really need a proofreader, or take a grammar course.

(Edit) Again, the story is good but because of the errors, I would probably have stopped reading after the first several paragraphs had you not asked for criticism.

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That's actually the input I was looking for. I am currently looking for some help with the proof reading. Not sure if there is someone who would take the time without the prospect of making money.

 

And I understand my grammar needs some serious work, I would probably be better off using Microsoft word at least. But taking a class, even though I would like to, is not likely.