I Almost Didn't, Part 4

by Thom

Laura and I didn’t talk about that night for a while. The next morning we got ourselves up and dressed, presentable if you will, for when her mom turned up. There was only a short time left in our vacation. We still took our hikes and swims but didn’t get a chance to sleep together again while we were there.

Laura did though start to tell me more about what she and Ellie had been up to when they were alone together. I think she did this to prepare me for the fact that she had another friend and to prepare herself for what she thought might lie ahead in our relationship. Kids are way smarter about stuff than we make them out to be. I wanted to talk about sex as much as she seemed to want to because I wanted to have it with her and later I came to believe she wanted to have it with me but the whole business of our age differences and her parents and other logistics made it more difficult. I wanted to just run away with her and I toyed with that idea for a little bit but decided that was way too crazy.

So it seems that she and Ellie had discovered each other’s sexual preferences quite by accident. They were the best of friends and spent lots of time together. Both of them were in love and in lust with one another but didn’t quite know how to talk to the other one about it, given their young ages. They both spent quite a bit of time, apparently, masturbating alone thinking about each other.

This all came out at a sleepover they had. It was a warm evening so they both were enthusiastic about sleeping nude so they weren’t so hot in their PJs. I guess seeing each other naked was pretty hot on its own and they both faked going to sleep so that the other one would go to sleep so that they could masturbate next to the other one while they were both naked.

When they each had thought the other was asleep, they reached for themselves and began to diddle which they did for a little while quietly without the other noticing. At some point though, they both couldn’t resist the urge to reach out and touch some body part on the other. The touch seemed to have been magic for both of them. Their first reaction was to giggle, though neither of them stopped digging in their cunnies. The next thing that happened is that they leaned into each other and kissed. That was followed closely by exchanging whose cunny was in whose hand.

Having someone else’s hand on your cunny, especially the first time it happens and it happens with someone that you have been imagining it with for a while, is the most amazing thing. So, when it happens, you almost immediately gush out of your pussy and then follow that with this tremendous urge to pee and then you have an unbelievable orgasm not anything like the ones you’ve had up to that point using your own hand. I remember the first time I did it with someone else and Laura’s experience was similar except it was sort of unintentional but mine was intentional.

My friend Jenny and I expressed our desire for one another pretty much outright one night and became lovers right away. Laura said it turns out that she and Ellie had been carrying it around a while and were afraid to tell each other. I told Laura about Jenny when she wanted to know if I’ve always liked girls instead of boys. She also wanted to know if I’ve ever had a girlfriend as young as she was. I liked the idea that she thought we were girlfriends. I confessed that she was the first her age since Jenny and I had been her age. All of my other girlfriends had been my age or older.

Older intrigued her and I told her about a friend’s mother that I had been attracted to when I was just 14 and in high school. My attraction was powerful and rivaled the one I had had with Jenny six years before that. Jenny had moved away with her family breaking my heart and I think hers too.

I kept looking for opportunities to visit my friend whose mother I thought was hot but hang out with her mother instead of her. Her mother was pretty affectionate anyway so I just played along with the touching and hugging and kissing hello and goodbye. One time though when I was greeting her after not seeing her for a bit and really missing her, I pressed my lips hard onto hers and gave her quite a passionate kiss after telling her that I had missed her.

She told me she had missed me too and said something about trying that again because it felt special. My friend was ahead of me someplace else in the house so she wasn’t there to witness the exchange. Her mom leaned in and returned my kiss as firmly as I had given her the first one. She moved her head back slightly afterward and said that she assumed that was what I was hoping would happen. I confirmed her suspicion and she asked me what else I had in mind. I told her I liked her but I wasn’t sure what should happen next. Of course I was lying. I did know what I wanted to happen next I just didn’t want to say it out loud to her because I didn’t want to be rejected in case she thought it wasn’t such a good idea.

I didn’t know how much of what happened next between my friend’s mom and me to tell Laura. I knew she knew about masturbation because she did it with her friend Ellie but I wasn’t sure I should tell her everything about what girls do to one another when they are loving each other up. I simply told her that my friend’s mom and I ended up spending some private time together alone and being close, sort of like her and Ellie.

Laura insisted that it was also like she and I though she said we hadn’t exactly done things like she and Ellie. I asked her if she wanted to do things with me like she did with Ellie and she answered maybe and then we’d see. She was sad though that we weren’t going to get to spend any more time together over our vacation but that maybe we would get to when we returned home since I would be living so close. I was really encouraged by the maybe and we’d see and full of fear at the same time about what might transpire between us and what that might mean.

Usually at the end of this break, I am ready to be elsewhere but this time, with the special time that I had with Laura, I wanted it to never end. We returned to the mainland on a Saturday and I said goodbye to Laura and her family. Laura pulled my head down to hers when I went to say good bye and she gave me much more of a kiss than I was expecting to get in front of her parents. If they noticed though, they didn’t make anything of it as far as I could tell. Laura had apparently told her mother that I liked girls instead of boys though I didn’t have a girlfriend right now because Trish approached me about it one day when Laura wasn’t around. I pretty much told her my life story because I felt comfortable with her and didn’t want to keep any secrets from her unnecessarily, just the ones that I thought might be necessary for the time being.

Trish asked me if I would have time to take care of Laura once in awhile. I assumed that meant that she trusted me or she trusted Laura and that nothing we had talked about scared her away from me. I took the opportunity to not only say I would take care of her but her little sister Jessie if need be and that I might like to do things with Laura once in awhile if that would be okay with them, like a museum or a play or something like that. Both Trish and her father were enthusiastic about my offer because, as they explained, they didn’t have a lot of time for that stuff between their work and the baby. I could only hope that they were being honest.

As we parted, I didn’t know what they thought about me or about Laura and me. Our relationship might appear normal from the outside, just a young adult doing things with a young girl but I was pretty sure her parents, certainly her mother was smart enough to recognize that our relationship seems to be more than that. And she knew that we’d slept together, that is spent the night together in the same bed a couple of times. Not that that meant anything, necessarily. It wasn’t until later that I discovered what her parents knew.

So, I didn’t see or hear from Laura for a couple of weeks after we got back from the island. I was really busy getting my apartment ready and trying to prepare for the three classes I would be teaching in September. One day mid way through August, Laura called me on my cell phone. I was really happy to hear from her. I had missed her desperately and had been fantasizing about her since I had gotten back. I had gone to sleep every night, I think, hugging my pillow, pretending it was Laura lying naked next to me like the last night we spent together. Only in my fantasy I had gone beyond just pushing my hand between her thighs and cupping her little mound and holding it. I had let my finger slide into her slit and I had found her little nub and caressed it gently until she was shuddering in my arms. And she had wanted to touch me too and I had lay back on the bed and spread my legs a bit and let her explore my grown up pussy. And I showed her how I liked to be touched by someone else so that I could come too.

Laura said her parents were going to be away the coming weekend visiting her grandmother who wasn’t feeling very well and while they had to take baby Jessie, it would be ok if she didn’t go and could she stay with me? I pinched myself to make sure I was awake and this hadn’t been a dream. I told her it would be wonderful for me to see her and that of course she could stay with me. Apparently she had already discussed this with her mother and it was only a matter of getting my permission. Regardless, her mother wanted to talk with me to make sure it was okay and not an intrusion or that I hadn’t been a push over to Laura who wanted a particular outcome. Trish said that she knows Laura can be very persuasive when she wants to be. I told Trish that I had missed Laura and that it would be neat to spend sometime with her again. I knew of a couple of things at the college from the summer school program that were worth visiting and mentioned a couple of movies that Laura might like to see.

And then Trish said something that left me nearly speechless but that became a voice in the back of my mind during everything that transpired subsequently between Laura and me. She said that she knew Laura and I had been very close, probably closer than an adult my age and a child her age typically becomes. Trish said that she trusted Laura and she trusted me and she thought that both Laura and I would know what was best for us going forward in our relationship but that if there was any doubt about the next evolution of it, that I was the adult and ultimately in control. She was sure that I would use my best judgment about where the boundaries were and which ones could be safely crossed.

Trish had to have heard me sucking air and must have sensed how empty my head had suddenly become. Nevertheless, I pulled myself together. I told her how pleased I was that she had been honest with me and that she had recognized the bond that Laura and I had formed. While trying to be as composed as I could, I attempted to assure her that I would be very careful with Laura because I loved her very much and certainly didn’t want to do anything to harm her. I added that I was aware of my position of power in our relationship and that I would not use it selfishly.

Trish thanked me for my response, saying that she didn’t believe that I would act selfishly. She had seen me around Laura and while she realized I was smitten and others might act foolishly in my position, she knew that I was smart and had been cautious. In order to relieve me of my incredulity, Trish said that she had had a very similar experience with an older, female cousin in her family when she was around Laura’s age and that she continued to look upon it fondly. She believed it was one of the more meaningful experiences of her life. She was happy to think that Laura might have a similar opportunity but she didn’t want it to be traumatic.

That would be awful, is all I could mutter as my knees gave out and I sunk to the floor from my standing position. There wasn’t any part of my body, especially my brain that was fully functional. Laura got back on the phone and said that her mom would drop her off on Friday afternoon as her parents left town. All I could do was to mumble that I couldn’t wait to see her.

I lay prostrate on the floor, not moving at all, trying to get my bodily systems back into a functioning order that would allow me to carry on. I didn’t even try, just yet, to process the information I had received that had knocked me out of my senses. I just tried to get my heart slowed down, my stomach settled so that I didn’t throw up. I wanted to take the edge off of the urge I had to withdraw all of the cash I had from my back account and get in my car and drive across the border into Canada or catch a plane to the Caribbean where I thought maybe I wouldn’t be extradited.

I lay there and watched the summer sun cross the plane of the window from late afternoon into early evening and finally dip below the bottom sill. The sunset was full of orange and the puffy clouds turned a baby girl pink before dusk took all of the light out of the room and my body began to ache from laying on the hard floor.

Then, finally, I knew or I fully realized, that Trish knew how I felt about her daughter and was willing to let the two of us work it out but expected me, naturally, to be in control of events and consequences.

I had only a few days before I would have Laura show up on my door step with her luggage in hand. I would have to think this through very carefully and stop letting my pussy, that was fueling my fantasies, set the agenda for what happened next between us.