2 comments/ 25303 views/ 4 favorites What I Gave to Meredith By: frezrevup There was something restless and reckless in the wicked storms that plagued our town that summer. The heat built up throughout the day until unleashing violent bursts of thunder, wind and rain. When it burned itself out, it left us basting in a steamy night. After a couple of months, everyone was on edge. I was eighteen, tall and lanky but filling out from a summer working at the lumber store out near the suburbs. By August, the material of my short sleeve work shirt pressed against my biceps. Up until that time, I was a loner, a bookworm, the class nerd. Being around a bunch of crazy ass guys matured me. With any luck, I'd be able to change my image when I started college in two weeks. "Is tonight the night, Dave?" Joe, the store manager asked as we were all leaning against the counter trying to stare the clock closer to five on a Saturday night. Our customers were hard core builders so the store had been dead for more than an hour. "Sarah says she's ready," I told Joe. "Then you've got the most incentive to run out there and close the gate a little early," Joe said. "Pack it up boys. With all these storms, this may be the only decent Saturday night we get the rest of the summer. We're going to go down to the lake and get drunk." I ran toward the entrance assessing the few cars lined up at the traffic light. All were expensive foreign rides, so I slowed to a walk the last few feet before grabbing the gate even though the traffic light changed to green. One side of the gate was already pulled closed when a white Lexus convertible turned into the drive. A blonde haired woman wearing a white suit and the kind of big oval sunglasses that snobby rich people wore eased to a stop as I reached for the other gate. It was an estate bitch. They were plucked and pulled and injected and implanted and from the super rich gated community around the corner and generally a huge pain in the ass. "Ma'am, we're closed," I said avoiding any eye contact. "Please," she said. "All I need is a screen door. My builder called up here a while ago and you said you had one." "The only thing we have in stock is a nine hundred dollar deluxe model," I said then recognized that someone like her didn't care about the cost. "That's it," she said. "Well, you can't carry it in your car," I said. "We can deliver it on Monday." "No, I need it tonight for a party," she said. "Do you drive a truck?" "Ma'am," I said. "I've got a commitment tonight." "I'll give you two hundred dollars. My house is just over the hill in Quarry Glen." I needed the money. The guys smirked and muttered as I followed her into the store so I just walked straight to the back and loaded the door. She had already paid and left by the time I walked up front. Her address was on the invoice. As we counted our drawers, the guys fucked with me about letting her in the gate. They told me it was Marv Swenson's house I was driving to. He was an investor in property developments. Everyone at the store hated him. Fast as my old Chevy would go, I drove up to the galactic sized mansion where Meredith Swenson lived. The Swenson's driveway was packed with catering vans and people setting up in backyard. I rang the doorbell hoping to avoid having to troll around looking for someone to tell me what to do with the door. "Servants go around," Marv Swenson said as soon as he opened the door. He was huge. Bigger than the pictures in the paper the guy's showed me, but he looked like a pussy wearing a pink shirt with his collar turned up, Bermuda shorts and sandals. He walked away before I said anything. I grabbed the fucking door out of the truck and marched toward the back ready to drop it the first place I saw a spot. In the backyard they had a huge screened in pool with a broken door, only someone with sick wealth like they had spent nine hundred dollars on a door to a screened pool. I plopped the door down next to the steps and turned to leave. "Senor," a small woman said. "You must talk to Senora Meredith." I tried to beg off but finally gave into the blizzard of Spanish gibberish the woman spoke. She pointed me down a path to the quarry. Marv spent a wad on a big party but didn't have the cash to fix the three hundred foot winding path down to the dock. The stairs were broken, the planks rotted and split. Out in the quarry, there were a couple of men trying to figure out how to dock an inflatable island and a woman in a long white t-shirt directing them until the men stared up at me. "Oh, Dave," Meredith called out. It wasn't until I heard her voice that I recognized her. "Thanks so much for bringing the door. How long will it take to install? We already have guests wanting to use the pool. I'm afraid the little ones will get out if we don't have the door up." I don't know how I missed it until them but I noticed Meredith for the first time. She wasn't a stuck up bitch at all. She had a beautiful smile, welcoming, like she'd known me forever. Only a beauty pageant winner smiled like that. It was like her whole body came alive upon seeing me. "Well, like I said, I have a commitment." "We can't get the anchor set," one of the men on the island said as I closed the last few feet to where Meredith stood. Quicker than a thought, Meredith pulled the long shirt over her head. When I saw her body, I nearly fell off the dock. She had the hottest looking ass I'd ever seen. It was round and firm and barely covered by a yellow flowered bikini bottom. She dove in and I stood there unable to move. I forgot Sarah and getting pussy for the first time in my life and anything else but seeing that tiny waist and hot little ass again. Damn, she had to be in her thirties. I thought everything sagged on women that age. She came up out of the water at the island and in a few seconds had the anchor hooked but all I cared about was stealing glances at that ass. "Will you help me, Dave?" Meredith asked standing on the island. "Please." There was beauty in the precision of her every movement. Meredith dove into the water like a champion diver. The water dripped off her as if set up for a music video scene. I should have had to have paid admittance to watch her demonstrate that kind of perfection. Putting up the door didn't take long. It was the exact same one. It screwed right into the same holes previously drilled. By the time I finished, a bunch of hot looking girls my age were running around in bikinis and all the douche bag guys stood around watching me work. As I packed up my tools, Meredith came up behind me. Unfortunately, she was covered up again. "Dave, you are the best," Meredith said. "You saved my party. I can't thank you enough. You are a really great guy. I'm sorry about making you late for your commitment. Is there anything I can do?" I'd forgotten about Sarah. I tried not to look at Meredith's body. I probably should have said something but couldn't. It took everything in me to hold off a massive boner. But as much as I wanted to see her naked, the thing that struck me the most is that she was so sincere. She was saying every word because she meant it. I felt it and took it in. It woke something up inside of me. "Are you ok?" she asked. "Yeah," I said. "It's ok. I'll let myself out." "Dave," Meredith said. She stepped closer and touched my arm. She looked me in eye. "You've done such a good job and I feel so bad. Would you be interested in fixing the path to the dock? My landscaper quit on me. They said at the store you were bound for college so it might help and I'll pay top dollar." "Sure," I said though I had no idea of how to do the work. All I cared about was being close to her and seeing her ass again. Though in my mind, the two things were separate, I was obsessed with both the feeling of being around her and my desire to fuck the shit out of her. She was perfect. Meredith had the sweetest, brightest spark in her personality and was outrageously sexy, everything on her was super toned but not muscular, somehow she was skinny and voluptuous. "Stop by Monday morning and we'll talk about it," Meredith said. I completely forgot about Sarah. I was in a fucking trance all weekend over that body of Meredith's. I spent hours trying to figure out what to say or do around her. I even bought one of those stupid books on how to pick up women. The more I thought about Meredith, the more I realized how little a broke, nerdy kid had to offer someone like her. At night, my mind spun out of control and I continued to charge myself up about seeing that ass again. It was like the surge of a tidal wave building into a tsunami. I felt like some kind of primal animal was bubbling up in me. At her mansion early on Monday morning, a servant met me at the door and walked me out to the beginning of the path. I waited a few minutes then started picking around at the first set of stairs hoping to be able to simply replace all the boards instead of trying to come up with any new ideas. "What do you think?" Meredith said standing behind me. I hadn't heard her approach. When I turned around, my face was six inches from her pussy. I could see a blue bikini bottom through her white cotton dress. Again, I couldn't say a fucking word. There wasn't an ounce of player in me and I was mesmerized by her. She was so friendly, like the girl next door pretty, and pageant polished and damn her body was so fucking hot. Meredith must have known what was happening. She backed up a step and changed the tone of her voice. "Dave, let's go up on the veranda and have a little breakfast and talk over the project." I followed her like a pussy zombie tagging after that little ass going wherever it went unable to speak. She brought me eggs and bacon and fruit and juice and eventually got me talking by asking about college. Over the next hour, she had me telling her everything about my life, including what a nerd I'd been in high school and my fears about a repeat in college. I was even honest about being awestruck by her body. "That's why I'm always tongue tied around you," I said. She took it all in stride and never made me feel embarrassed about it and she didn't act weird about it at all. Meredith wasn't an estate bitch. No acrylic nails, no Botox, not even make-up, she was just plain out of the box gorgeous. But for my urge to fuck the shit out of her, I would have been completely at ease around her. She was the kind of girl that could be the prettiest one in a gown at an awards show then bundle up next to you on the couch in an old t-shirt with no make-up and talk to you all night long. "If it's going to be too uncomfortable for you," Meredith said, "Forget the deck. We'll find someone to do it." "I've never felt more comfortable than I do now with you," I said. "It's just your body or something. I'm fascinated by it." During the week we fell into a pattern. By Friday she had told me about her life and how she wanted kids but that it just hadn't happened yet and that time was running out. She wanted to adopt but Marv didn't. She was so smart and cool and beautiful I couldn't stop thinking about her. The nicer she was the more I wanted to throw her down and fuck her brains out. We were so comfortable with each other it was like we were born to fit together if we ever met. But as far out of my league as I initially figured, it was much worse. Meredith showed me her beauty pageant crowns and ribbons. In her office was a framed doctorate degree in art history. She was an art dealer or broker or something and made tons of money trading in art. I found that out when I brought up that I had a few Roman Era coins worth a thousand dollars and she took me into the vault they had on the property and showed me the five rarest coins on the planet. I shut up, went back outside and started screwing nails into treated lumber. That was the extent of what I could do for a woman like her. As the morning wore on, I just kept thinking about how great she was and how hot she was and that feeling started boiling up in me. Around noon I was kneeling down knocking a board into place when Meredith came up behind me. I stared at her little red bikini bottoms underneath her cover up. "You've got to get over it," Meredith said. "It's just a damn bikini." With that she pulled up the dress and I saw her tight little pussy tucked up under that material and something snapped inside of me. Lust or a sex demon or something took over me. Though I'd never even touched a pair of girl's underpants in my life, I tore Meredith's bikini bottoms off and pulled down my shorts and picked her off the ground. I grabbed a hand full of her hair and tried to kiss her. My heart raced so fast it was hard to breathe. "Dave, Dave," Meredith said. "I have to be wet. You're too big to go inside me right now." All that did was make me harder and more filled with lust. She backed away a few times but I kept after her and picked her up the third time and tried to enter her. "Dave," Meredith pleaded. "Put me down. Let me put my mouth on you...anything, just let me get it wet." That was it. I pushed her against a tree and kissed her neck and pushed her waist down onto me. As the head of me touched whatever wetness was at her opening, I shot all over her pussy and her thighs and we spilled over onto the ground. The release was so violent it felt like I peed cum. It got me back to my senses a little bit and I had an immediate sense of revulsion at my behavior. "Damn," I said. "I'm so sorry Meredith. I'm so sorry. I lost my mind." What I'd done made me a wreck. It wasn't that she was married or how wrong it was, all I thought about was my actions killing that spark in her, me and my stupidity ruining her perfect beauty. "Meredith," I said and it sounded like pleading. "Please tell me I haven't done anything to hurt that beauty inside you." At that moment, I noticed Meredith pushing my cum into her pussy. She grabbed me by the hair and pulled my mouth to hers. She shifted around until she accommodated me inside her. The sensation of her wetness and the feel of her pussy relenting to the pressure of me made my eyes roll back in my head. She was giving me wanting kisses and urging me deeper inside her. I might have lasted a few pumps before flooding her again. But Meredith grabbed my butt and held me inside her until my throbbing subsided. She curled her leg around mine and rested her heel on my calf. "You need it so much, Dave," Meredith whispered in my ear. "It makes me feel so good that you need me like this. Take as much as you want from me. Take as much as you want." "I'm so sorry," I said. "I like you so much. I don't know what happened to me. I couldn't stop myself." "Shhhh, Dave," Meredith said. "Take as much as you want." And when I looked at her and heard her voice, I realized I'd made her ever more beautiful. It thrilled me. I wanted her to know how much it meant to me. She felt so good. Inside her was like velvet. The taste of her kisses was irresistible. But, I was no stud. I fucked Meredith six more times under the shade of that tree but never lasted more than a couple of minutes. She was so tight and felt so good and she was so loving to me that I can cum right now just thinking about it. The last time, Meredith used her finger and she came with me. Her toes were digging into my calves and she bit my earlobe and I can't imagine heaven being any better than that moment in the warm air and soft grass entwined with Meredith, bathed in the sweetness of her. "I feel like I have a gallon of cum inside me," she laughed as she lay in the afterglow. "You really wanted me. I can't stop thinking about it." "I still do," I said. "I want to stay inside you like this forever. This desire for you is never going away." "You are the greatest guy, Dave," Meredith said. "You scared me to death the way you came at me but you just had to have me. I know that now." "Something just took over me," I said. "I've never been that aggressive about anything." She quieted me with her calm. She let me be inside her for another minute until I settled then back away. "I want to hold you now," I said. "I want to stay knotted up with you forever." "No," Meredith said. "Put your pants on and go back to work, Dave. It's no big deal. Now we know what will happen if I do something like that again. Now that we're aware of it, we can deal with it. Ok?" "Yes," I said. "It would kill me to ever do anything to take away all that beauty inside you. I promise to get my act together from now on." "You are so sweet, Dave," Meredith said. "I want to hold you too. Thank you for being so good to me. It was just a beautiful mistake." My mom noticed as soon as I walked in the door that afternoon. She kept asking me if something happened at the Swenson house. Mostly I ignored my mom. I was more worried about what was going to happen if Sarah figured it out. During the drive to Sarah's house, I wondered if it might help me get lucky with her. But something odd happened when I saw Sarah at the door. I noticed her expression. She wasn't even happy to see me. Sarah never looked me in the eye like Meredith did. It started me concentrating on the looks I got from Sarah's younger brother and sister. They couldn't maintain eye contact with me. Then I noticed Sarah's mom and dad doing the same thing. When I told them I spent two hundred eighty dollars on concert tickets, their faces got red. Right then I realized what had been going on all along. When Sarah got into my truck, I blurted out, "We're always just going to be friends, aren't we?" At first Sarah was pissed. Her face turned red but when she looked at me, the anger went away. She realized that I'd finally gotten fucked and that she wasn't going to be able to fuck with me any more and get me to spend all my money on her. "Fuck you, Dave," Sarah said. "I've been fucking Tommy since the first day we met. You're not a man. You're a passive little bitch." She got out of the car and I drove home. At work on Saturday, the guys immediately figured out that I was no longer a virgin. It couldn't have been more obvious if I had it in neon. They all thought I'd somehow lucked into fucking Sarah. Even if I had it on video, no one would believe I'd done anything with Meredith. Heck, I was there and still had trouble accepting it. As the day wore on, I noticed I found it easier to talk to the female customers. Not that I could have hit on any of them or knew how to get any pussy, I was just more relaxed and tried to listen to them. From a distance, all of a sudden I could size them up. I could tell what was going on with them. A couple of times, it seemed like a door was open to ask for a number or a date. Wasting all my time with Sarah, I'd lost contact with any of my few nerdy friends and was too young to go out with the guys from work so Saturday night I stayed in my room and thought about the softness of Meredith's skin, how it felt to grab her hair, how it felt when she shuttered out her orgasm and me being able to feel her body pulsing over my cock as it was inside her. I felt so strong when I lifted her onto me and forced her waist down. I was taking what I wanted. All through my life I'd been so passive until then. The power of making Meredith take my cock got me raging hard. Her wanting me and not refusing me, her pushing my cum inside her was just as exciting. Her waist was so tiny in my hands and that pink little pussy so tight, it drove me crazy all weekend. Monday, I worked all morning without seeing Meredith. Marv showed up around noon and came down to check out the progress. He started bitching about the way I was doing things just to have something to complain about. He kept telling me how he was in the business for twenty years and had never seen anyone so fucked up. What I Gave to Meredith "With all due respect Mr. Swenson," I said. "You're a money man. You don't know shit about construction. Let me do my job or fire me and get someone else. I'm not getting paid to listen to your bullshit." I finished the day sick and lonely and missing Meredith. I dove into the quarry to cool off then packed my tools to leave. Marv stood in the driveway as I got to my truck. "Meredith went crazy at an antique auction," Marv said. "She wants to bring home a couple of the items right away. Do you have the time to ride over?" "I'm sorry about smarting off," I said as we headed down the road in Marv's brand new Ford 350 pulling a twenty eight foot trailer. "I appreciate it, Dave," Marv said. "But you were in the right to shut me down." We didn't say much else. Though I haven't seen it and given what I was doing it was likely I never would, heaven couldn't be as pretty as Meredith Swenson that day. She was so excited about some of the stuff she bought, it made her blue eyes brighter and her smile that much bigger. It was so magnificent it made my chest tight and sent a tingling sensation up the back of my neck. I couldn't stop smiling. She was in a light blue strapless dress that stopped above her knees and high heels. I stopped her with my hands at her waist as she rushed me. That tiny little body that I'd controlled was in my hands again and her pouty full lips pressed against my cheek. Then she kissed me on the mouth right in front of everyone. It almost caused me to pass out. "Dave's a collector too," Meredith said to some stuffy mortician-looking dude in a suit. "What do you think of that piece, Dave?" Meredith pointed at a shitty seventeenth century armoire. "You didn't buy that did you?" I asked. The mortician dude stomped off and I'd never felt so important in my life. Meredith believed in me. I stood there next to her with my hand still resting at her hip. It sounds insane but she could make me feel like it was just us in the middle of a riot. "We should put these things in bubble wrap for the trip," I blurted out. "Dave, you are so smart and considerate," Meredith said. "Do we have the time?" "We'll make the time," I said. It was all going great until I came back up to the front of the truck and noticed a bunch of framed artwork filling the back seats. Marv sat in his seat. Meredith was in the middle with her short dress showing me a little too much thigh. I squeezed in next to her and shut the door. My cock stood at attention and there was no hiding it. Immediately, she grabbed my hand. "I'm so excited I can't stand it," Meredith said gripping my fingers so tight she cut off circulation. Marv had to see it. Us being close together like that just continued to build some kind of surging momentum until it had to be released. After a couple of minutes of us holding our hands up high, she put our hands in my lap. My bare leg was touching hers. The warmth of her hand was on my cock. Meredith was so pretty when she was that happy. Just the sight of her got me stone hard. When she brushed her hair over her shoulder and I saw the spot behind her ear that I'd been kissing, it drove me crazy. Marv got a call and was squawking on his cell phone when Meredith released her grip on me but kept her hand next to my cock. She leaned over and whispered, "I'm so wet for you right now. I think I've stained my dress." That was it. I popped a nut in my pants. "I'm mad at you," Meredith whispered. "I wanted that cum inside me." Marv wasn't as big of dick as I thought. He had to know Meredith really liked me. She touched me a thousand times as we drug all the shit she bought into the house. But he saw that I was totally respectful and that I cared about her and would never do anything to hurt her. It made me feel like a total dick for screwing her. Not that I could stop wanting to, but from that point forward I was going to feel some remorse. Meredith walked me out to my truck. "Look, Meredith," I said. "I have no idea how I'm going to be able to do it, but I've got to stay away from you. You have the perfect life and this is going to mess up things and I can't see how it's not going to end up doing some kind of permanent damage to you." "You always say the right thing, Dave," Meredith said. "You care about me and I care about you. Having you makes me happy, but I don't want you having any bad feelings. So you decide. I want you as much as I can have you, but it is up to you to make the next move. Don't do it, if it is going to make you feel bad." That night a storm tore through our city. I listened to the thunder pound and watched the lightning shatter the darkness. My curtains whipped around in the wind and rain splashed inside the window as I thought about Meredith. My fingers gripped the sheets I wanted her so much. It was hot as fuck the next day and the humidity from the storm made it worse. I worked four thirty to ten thirty building and shipping loads at the lumber company then headed out to Meredith's house. It was miserable in the heat. I'd burn my fingers if I touched a screw or left the drill out in the sun more than a few seconds. But fuck it, it was the only thing I could give Meredith so I stuck it out. I stood out there thinking about how I had to be a charity fuck for her. I could barely get my dick to her pussy before blowing a load. I thought about looking up stuff on the internet to make me last longer before I chuckled and shook my head. Damn, I was such a douche. A few minutes later, I was almost finished cutting a two-by-six when my saw went dead. Like a dumbass, I kept clicking the trigger and looking at the power cord. Then I noticed the pool guy running for his truck. A clap of thunder shook the ground and a few hot fat drops of rain slapped the back of my neck. My dad would shit if I got his tools wet. I loaded the tool cart and grabbed the handle. There was no way to lug it up the hill unless I turned around and pulled backwards. The closest covered area was the veranda. By the time I reached the edge, it was dark as night, the wind was so strong it was half-blowing me up the hill and I was soaked. I set the brake, let go of the handle and wiped my eyes. Lightning flashed. I turned my head in the direction of the strike. It flashed again and I saw Meredith's white dress pasted to her body as she stopped running at the edge of the covered area. Ten seconds later, I was inside her kissing her mouth so hard it hurt. She dug her fingernails so deep into my triceps, my skin bled from the scratches. Her spike heels poked my calves as I had her pinned to the stone floor fucking her until I shot off. It stopped nothing. I kept after her, biting her nipples through the material of her dress, forcing her mouth open and making her take my cock and my kisses. She was eager to give me both. After cumming in her three times but never stopping, Meredith's eyes widened and she opened her mouth a moment to gasp a breath. She bit down on my bottom lip and started bucking her clit into my pubic bone. My knees were torn to hell when I scooped her off the ground and carried her to a porch chair with Meredith cumming all over my cock. When I sat her down, Meredith said, "Be easy with me, Dave. Make it beautiful. In the middle of this storm, make it soft and beautiful." A few feet away it looked like the world was ending. An occasional blast of rain pelted us when the wind gusted. Shit was blowing by out in the yard, but I poured all the sweetness inside me to her. My fingers barely touched her skin. I ran them over the outline of her breasts and down her sides. My lips pressed to the underside of her breasts as she sat on me in that chair. I looked into her eyes and kissed her jawline then kissed behind her ears and on her neck. We sat in that chair fucking with me and my stupid cock drowning her in cum until she couldn't take it any more and she put her head on my shoulder and held us still as she had another orgasm. We went at it so long and I was so engrossed in her, I forgot about the storm and the power being out and the servants they had running around everywhere. I was carrying Meredith through the house when I noticed my phone ringing. "Are you still at the house, Dave?" Marv asked. "No one is answering." "The power is out," I said. "I'm still here." "The back up generator is out?" "Yeah," I said. "But I'll see if I can't get it working." "Don't fuck with it in this storm," Marv said. "Just go trip the manual lock on the front gate. My plane can't take off for a few more hours. Will you stay there?" I felt like a complete turd. I was still holding Meredith and she was laying her head on my shoulder coming down from an orgasm. "Mr. Swenson," I began. "Dave," Marv said. "Can I count on you?" "Yes sir," I said. The only place I didn't fuck Meredith was in their bed. At least I had that last scrap of moral fortitude. She was...well, we were insatiable. The fact that no matter how many times I came after her, she always gave into me drove me fucking crazy. Her pussy dripped cum and it was red and her lips were full and her nipples were engorged but she took me any time and any way I wanted her. It was much later that night, when I heard a noise downstairs. I stopped fucking Meredith and put her in her bed then went down to check it out. "Is that you, Dave?" Marv asked standing in the kitchen as I came into the doorway. "Yeah," I said. "How bad is it?" "Bunch of trees down but that's about it," he said. "I bet the landscape crew was stealing diesel out of the tank for the generator rather than running to town." "Want me to go to town and get some?" "No," Marv said. "You were here for Meredith, that's the important thing. Head on home before your parents worry." The next morning, it started raining as I pulled into the drive. The door to their garage started going up, so I ran inside to get out of the rain. Two seconds later, a deluge unloaded. "It's supposed to blow over quick," Marv said as he approached his Aston Martin. He stood at his car door looking at me expecting me to say something. "Mr. Swenson," I said. "It's only a week until I've got to leave for school. If today is a washout I'll never be able to finish that walk in time." "Do want you can do," Marv said. "But if you want out, it's your choice." "Mr. Swenson," I began but Marv put up his hand. "I've got to run, Dave," he said then got into his car. I stood in the garage trying to decide what to do. I had to quit fucking Meredith but everything good in my life came from being around her. There was no way to be near her without attacking her. The rain poured. It was a little chilly standing in there with wet clothes. I was about to go get in my truck when a BMW 325 sped into the garage. "And who are you?" the girl driving said. She was early twenties, gorgeous, flirty and had a sexy British accent. She wore a designer suit with a skirt way too short and spike heels. "I'm Dave," I said. "I was going to work on the deck outside but now I'm leaving." "No you're not," she said. "You're my hangman...I'm Lindy, by the way." She shook my hand. She kissed me on both cheeks and had her face around me long enough for me to smell her perfume. She kept hold of my hand pulling me down the walkway to the main house and into the kitchen. Lindy was fantastic, but as soon as I saw Meredith cooking breakfast, I forgot everything else. Senora Garzon, the housekeeper, ripped me with a stare when she noticed me gawking at Meredith. "I'll go get your wrap," Senora Garzon said. "Hi Lindy," Meredith said. They hugged and kissed and it made Meredith's nightgown show off the outline of her butt. The gown was long and covered everything but it was easy to see the fullness of her breasts and her outrageous shape. It revealed that Meredith wasn't wearing underwear. I let go of Lindy and hid my boner behind the center island. "Look what I found in your garage," Lindy said. "Now we have a hangman." "There's so much going on today," Meredith said. "We're having breakfast with the board for my charity. Tennis with friends later this morning, and Marv's mother is coming over with friends for lunch." "Don't worry, love," Lindy said. "Dave and I will make great pets. We'll occupy ourselves in your bedroom and maybe put up a few pieces of art if the mood strikes." Lindy laughed and looked over at me. Meredith looked over at me. Senora Garzon looked over at me. "Huh," I said. "I think I spaced out." "Senor Dave," Senora Garzon said. "The sink in the hall bathroom is draining slow." "Maybe I should go back outside," I said after glancing out the window and seeing that the rain had stopped. "Nonsense," Lindy said. "I'll meet you in the bedroom in five." I stood in the bathroom trying to decide if I should beat off to knock down my desire to fuck the shit out of Meredith. After pacing a couple of minutes, I opened the cabinet and checked the drain. It was like Meredith knew the perfect moment to put her pussy in my face. Before she could turn to leave I stopped her with my hands. Meredith tried to twist to break my grip but the pussy devil inside me was already in control. Meredith's nipples immediately went hard when I forced her to stand still. I pulled up her gown and shoved my tongue up her. I was rough and wild sucking and licking at her pussy. It was the first time I noticed she was blonde down there and it made me even crazier. She tried to fight me and be quiet at the same time. She pulled my ear and slapped me twice but then relented and let me eat her. The hunger in me burned white hot. She had the prettiest little pink pussy and it was so tight it made me insane. Of course, I shot in my pants but kept after her until she pulled my hair and forced my tongue over her clit until the direct bashing got her off. "Dave," she said. "Meredith," I said. "I don't give a fuck. I want to eat your pussy all day." "Shhh," she said. "I don't care," I said. "I've lost my fucking mind. Now that I've seen it, and smelled it and tasted it and touched it, I have to have it again." Senora Garzon yelled for Meredith. "I'm in the bathroom," Meredith said. "We're in luck. Dave was able to clean out the clog." I tried to get my shit together for a few seconds then walked over to Marv's office where we put all the artwork. "I really don't know how to hang a picture," I said to Lindy. "Isn't that stuff expensive?" "Not really," Lindy said holding up a picture that was barely bigger than a piece of notebook paper. "This one was only eighty thousand. I'll show you what to do." Lindy shamelessly flirted with me in that confident English manner and showed me where in the master bedroom to put up the hardware to hold the picture. I hardly acknowledged it keeping all my focus on listening as Meredith took her shower. As soon as Lindy went downstairs I headed into Meredith's closet. I picked her off of her feet and stood her on the rectangular bench in the middle of the room and went after her pussy. "No, Dave," Meredith said. She gripped her panties trying to keep me from her. I sucked at licked at the material until I found her clit, then literally nipped and chewed my way through her underwear to get to that pussy. "You're crazy," she said. "People are downstairs waiting for me and you're eating my underwear." Finally, I got around the material and put my tongue to her and she collapsed over top of me holding my back as I went after her. We tumbled to the floor and I went crazy. I had one finger in her pussy and my thumb up her butt when she got off. She came so hard she squirted into my mouth. "This dress is ruined," Meredith said. "Dave, you've got to calm down." "No," I said. "I've got to have you. My heart is going so fast, I'm going to die if I don't get more. Besides, it looks like you have plenty more dresses in here for me to ruin." Lindy came into the bedroom and called my name. Meredith shoved me toward the bathroom and said, "I'll go stall her." When I came out, Meredith had a new dress on and they were talking about where to put all the crap Meredith bought. For about an hour, I tried to concentrate on putting up the pictures but my mind kept drifting to the taste of Meredith and how she squirted into my face and how she gripped me so tight. I remembered her cute toes clenched and how she kept them trimmed so perfectly, they were perfect just like her. It made me crazy to think how I could give such a wonderful person pleasure. She couldn't hold back with me. We just wanted each other to be happy and we knew just how to do it. Fuck it, I had to find her. Lindy sent me down for a statue and I caught sight of Meredith on the veranda with a bunch of old ladies. The sun splashed on Meredith's face and she tipped her head back to laugh and I saw how delicately she held the stem of her glass and I went in her direction. "Excuse me, ladies," I said as I approached. "Mrs. Swenson, may I see you for a moment in the den. I'm not too good at picking out artwork. I'm not sure which piece I'm supposed to hang next." "What lovely manners," the woman standing next to Meredith said. "You're horrible," Meredith said as I followed her into the den. She locked the door, lifted her dress, dropped her panties and sat back on the leather sofa. As exciting as it was when she resisted, it excited me more when she didn't. "My pussy is going to be raw," Meredith said. "Be gentle with me, Dave." She was inside my head. I popped another nut the moment she said gentle. I cuddled her pussy and coddled it and applied my fingers to it. I kissed all over it. I loved Meredith's pussy and she said the prettiest things to me and encouraged me. I pushed my tongue into her opening while she fingered her pussy. I licked to her ass and pushed my tongue inside it and tongue fucked it while I used two fingers on her pussy. "Keep fucking my pretty little ass with your tongue," Meredith said as she started another orgasm. I stayed after her until I pushed her into cumming a second time. Meredith roughly pushed my face away. "You're going to kill me, Dave," she said. I put my face back to her pussy and kissed it one more time. "That's all for today." she said then laughed. "How many pairs of panties have I ruined? It's not even nine o'clock yet." Back upstairs it didn't take long for Lindy to realize I didn't give a fuck about her and her British accent she let me go back to work outside. An hour later, across the lawn, Meredith played tennis with a bunch of women while I fixed the path. Since I was down the hill, mostly I heard them unless I had to go back to the top for more lumber. After a while, I heard Meredith tell her friends she was going to bring me some water. Meredith smiled proud as she crested the hill. She was soaked with sweat. "Ok, hotshot," she said as she stopped in front of me. "I know you aren't going to want me now that I'm a sweaty mess." "Move back up the hill until you can see them," I said then starting pushing Meredith backwards. "Dave," she said. I was done explaining I pushed her backwards until she stopped me then pulled aside her sweat soaked bottoms and stuffed my tongue inside her. The musky smell and pungent taste made me crazier if that was possible. Meredith had a compact little pussy with that small patch of blonde hair above it that she left untrimmed. Her lips didn't sag at all but they were full from being eaten all morning and soon I tasted the thicker wetness of her through the sweat. "I love this so much. I should tell you to stop but I can't," Meredith said. "Dave, you want me so much. I can't take it." Meredith got off again. Her nails left marks on my shoulders she gripped me so tight. What I Gave to Meredith "It's not enough," is all I said to her. "Come back down for a swim." Meredith changed clothes five more times that day. I ate her with her mother in the next room. The last time, I ate her in the parking lot of a fast food restaurant on my supper break at work. It lasted a half hour. I was getting so good at sensing Meredith's movements that I could bring her to the edge many times before pushing her over. Then I could make her cum two or three times in a row. "Tomorrow," I said as I got out of the car. "I just want to be with you. I love that as much as I do everything else, maybe more." "You are killing me, Dave," Meredith said. "All I think about is this. Is us." *** Meredith was perfect, her movements, her body and her personality. She was older, but didn't try to boss me around or change me. She just wanted me to feel good and have us enjoy each other's company. All of that rolled into me wanting her so much. The next day I showed up and a bunch of Meredith's friends were over with their little ones for a swim. Some organization brought over five challenged kids and there stood Meredith helping one little girl out of her wheelchair into the pool. The love she showed that kid made me hard and wanting to cry at the same time. Without an excuse to be there, I walked up to the fence to marvel at the beauty of Meredith. It was an endless depth. As I approached I heard two of her friends talking about Meredith and Marv skipping off to the Caribbean for a long weekend. Meredith was swimming on her back holding that little kid when she looked over at me just for a moment. That was the last time I saw her for the rest of the week. During that time, I worked on the path to the dock and at the lumber company. It's weird. I didn't really miss her because I knew I had her. All the time apart did was build up this raging desire to fuck her. This animal in me, it only saw Meredith for about eight inches of real estate on her body, but all the lust was fueled as much by the rest of her. The guys at the store knew I was getting pussy but couldn't figure it out. None of them thought I had any chance with someone like Meredith even though I got pretty good at talking to the female customers. One of the women liked me so much she gave me her daughter's number. The girl's name was Pam. She was going to be going to the same college as me. That weekend, we talked on the phone a few times and agreed to meet once the semester started. On Monday, Marv caught me out in the driveway at six in the morning. "Hey, Dave," Marv said. "Meredith's a little under the weather. Can you go up and check on her? Here's the number of the doctor if she takes a turn for the worse. Fuck that path. I'll get someone else to do it. I know you've got to leave for school Wednesday. Just worry about Meredith." I was fucking the shit out of Meredith five minutes later. Of course, I was horrible and came too quick. Meredith teasingly pushed me off of her and turned away. The sight of that perfect little ass got me hard and I was back inside her from behind. We were spooned together with her holding my hand as I moved inside her. She was so downy and soft. Her hair was mussed and she made sleepy little sounds. Her curvy little body was there for me to do with it whatever I wanted. I laid there kissing her neck and moving inside her until I came and held her until we drifted off for a few minutes. "Come fuck me in the shower," Meredith whispered to wake me up. We didn't make it right away. I fucked her in the doorway. Then I fucked her in the shower and up on the counter in the bathroom. That's where she had her first orgasm of the morning. I'd gotten so good at fingering her, I held her there and made her come for me again with her back against the mirror and her heels pressed into the counter. Meredith gave up on trying to get clean and put a maxi pad into panties. That got me so horny, I fucked her again. Downstairs Meredith pretended to be sick and we told the staff I was going to drive her to the doctor. I fucked Meredith in the truck two miles away from her house. I walked her out into a cornfield and fucked her. The strong wind of a coming storm swirled above us rattling the stalks, but they were tall enough that we were hunkered down in a serene moment with me holding her on my waist looking into each other's eyes. When we were finished I had to carry her back to the truck. It got me so excited, I laid her down on the seat and had her again. "At some point," Meredith said. "You're going to run out of bullets, Dave." "I'll take my chances," I said then kissed her teasing pretty mouth. Damn she looked so beautiful on her back. Her pussy was swollen and leaking my cum. We planned to get a hotel room but never made it there. I had no control over myself. Every twenty minutes or so, I'd have to pull into a gas station and fuck her in the bathroom or find a lonely road. She just surrendered her body to me wherever and whenever I wanted. I can't remember us talking much at all. We were in our own little world and everything around us was nothing more than props. We drove around until time for me to go to work. When I dropped her off, tears ran down my face. "I wish I could spend the night next to you...just holding you; that I'll regret forever." Eight months later, I was finishing my first year of college. I had great grades and friends and a week at the beach for Spring Break. I was trying to talk my way into a bar when a hand slipped into mine. I didn't have to turn around to know who it was. Meredith didn't speak. We walked hand-in-hand along the beach, me with tons of questions but knowing all the answers and she with a swollen belly. Meredith had the beauty only a mother possesses. We entered her hotel room, stripped and got into bed and I had my night of just holding her. In the morning she kissed me, dressed, and left. Marvin David Swenson was born a month later. That was the high point in my life. Despite all the promise, it never worked out for me. I never went back home. I dropped out of college and started working at a rare coin store in a crap strip mall and I live at the motel out the back. I can't remember the last time I got pussy, but honestly, what does it matter? It would do nothing but stain the memory of Meredith. And like I said, I've got no regrets.