4 comments/ 18894 views/ 21 favorites Terry Ch. 02 By: pjonkml I was in the store, picking up fruit. I decided to make a fruit salad to go with dinner. I was picking out a cantaloupe, and then I heard a voice, a very nice voice. "They say the way to tell if they're fresh is to smell them." said the person, and I could see them lean against the counter. How many times was I going to be hit on in this store? Right now, I didn't feel like thinking about women. After dealing with my last girlfriend's bull, I was ready to take a break. I sighed and turned to see who it was this time, but looking at the face that greeted me, I decided I didn't mind being hit on today. The girl that was talking was cute, real cute. She had the cutest face and the cutest smirk, her dimples were deep. Her eyes were a beautiful dark brown and they smiled at me as brightly as her lips, which were absolutely kissable. Her dark skin was smooth, and creamy. She was tall, about five seven or five eight. Her hair was cut close into neat Caesar that suited her nicely. Her air of confidence turned me on, and I decided to play along with her. "Oh really? And just what is a fresh melon suppose to smell like?" I said, trying to sound nonchalant. "To be honest, I really don't know. It's just what I've heard," she said, and her smile widened, deepening those dimples. She was definitely my type. "How are you going to give me advice when you don't know what the advice is?" "Hmm...you're right. But I tell you what, the next time I see you, I'll tell you what a melon should smell like, okay?" "How can you be so sure you'll see me again?" I said. "You're too beautiful to overlook, you'll be hard to miss." I couldn't help but smile at that one. "Well, then. I guess I'll see you later." "I'm going home right now to learn all that I can about cantaloupes." "You do that." I thought she was adorable as she walked away from me. Once she left, I kicked myself for not getting her name or number. She was definitely one I wouldn't mind going out with. But I didn't really know the first thing about her. Well, at least we had something of a standing date. I hoped I would see her again. I finished shopping. I'm sure I was smiling the whole time. Then, I went to the checkout line and paid for my groceries. Just as I was about to go, I looked up and saw her. She smiled, and I smiled back, trying not to blush. She had a girl with her, I looked her over, but I had no interest in her. She was cute and all, but not like my new friend. She was something else. I walked out of the store and couldn't wait to got tell my sister about it. I got home and started fixing dinner. My sister Jamie came downstairs, saw me cooking without asking her for help and sat at the table. "What are you so happy about?" she said. "What makes you think I'm any happier than I usually am?" I asked, wondering how she knew already. "Terry, you're cooking dinner by yourself, and humming while you do it. What happened?" she paused. "It's a girl!" she hopped up from the table. "What?" I turned to her, trying to hide my face. I knew she'd be able to read it a mile away. "It is a girl! Tell me!" She said, hopping up on the counter where I was chopping my newly purchased cantaloupe. I told her about the conversation, described the girl from the store to her, and told her the whole story. "Cute! But how you gonna know when she's at the store again? Do you know her name?" I just shook my head, and she looked incredulous. "You should have asked. If you liked her so much you should have gotten the digits!" "I know, but I wasn't thinking. She had me a little flustered." I couldn't believe the words coming out of my own mouth. Aisha, my last girlfriend, had put me through enough mess. I had told myself that I needed a break from the super macho stud type to get my mind off things. But this girl was different. Something about her made me want to put my hiatus on hiatus. "So, how you gonna see her again?" Jamie asked. "I don't know." For the next few weeks, I shopped at only that grocery store. I made sure to go to the produce section on every visit. But, she was nowhere to be found. Then one day, I was picking out cookies when I saw someone walking up to me. I looked up and saw her. She was just as cute as she had been before. I smiled as she approached. "Y'know, cookies aren't that good for you. Maybe you should get something a little healthier, maybe a cantaloupe." She said. Damn she was cute. "You're right, but I never know which one to choose. I can't tell which one's are ripe," I said, proud of how witty I had become. "Oh, well that's simple. Just pick one with tan skin, and when you smell it, it should smell sweet." There was that smile again and those dimples I could swim in showed themselves. "Oh. Well, thank you. You seem to know a thing or two about melons." I said. "And to whom do I owe this wonderful piece of advice?" "I'm Kimber, but everyone calls me Kim," she said, offering her hand. I took her hand and shook it. "Well nice to meet you Kim. I'm Terry," Her hand was warm. I looked at her and wondered what it would feel like to kiss her. I bet it would be wonderful I thought to myself, but then she spoke and brought me back to reality. "Listen, I hope it's not too forward of me, but would you like to get some coffee or something with me?" "No." I said. I liked how sweet she was being, "It's not too forward, but how about dinner instead?" She smiled. Oh, that smile. "Sounds good. As a matter of fact, my roommate and I are having a barbeque this weekend. Would you like to come?" "Sure. Where and when?" "Saturday at seven." She gave me her address and told me that they would play volleyball and to come prepared if I wanted to play. I told her I would. I got my cookies and walked away, hoping she was watching me. I turned to smile at her and was pleased to see she hadn't moved. She was watching my ass, so I put a little extra swish in it for her. I had come with Jamie this time, and went to go find her. She saw me smiling when I walk up and asked what was going on. I told her who I had just spoken to. "Really? What's her name? Did you get a number? What if she asks you out?" she was a flurry of questions. "Her name is Kimber, but she told me to call her Kim. Yes I got her number. And, I'm already going to her barbeque on Saturday." I said, smiling big. Jamie looked at me and her smile widened. "Ooooh! Hot mama! Who'd have thought my sister had that much game? I mean picking up girls in the grocery store!" she joked with me, but I could see she was happy about it. I couldn't wait until Saturday. * Saturday arrived and I was so nervous. I spent an hour deciding what I should wear. "You are going to a barbeque. And you're going to play volleyball." Jamie said, "Just put on some shorts and t-shirt." I knew it was simple to her, but I was nervous. I couldn't believe that I was so wound up over a girl I had spoken to only two times! Finally, I decided on a pair of shorts and a cute t-shirt. I pulled my hair into a pony tail and looked into the mirror. I thought I looked cute, and Jamie said I did too. I drove to the neighborhood and found the house quickly. Her house was nice. It fit her. I pulled into the driveway, and I could hear music coming from the yard, so I walk around the house to where I assumed the party was. I saw her, and thought she was scrumptious. She had on some cute gym shorts and a muscle shirt. She really did have muscles. I wondered how if would feel to rub them, to feel them under my fingertips. I stopped myself from thinking that way. She was telling her friends a joke, and they were all laughing. Then, she looked up and saw me. She the look she gave me made me feel beautiful, Aisha never looked at me like that. She walked over to me and brought me over to where everyone was. "Everybody, this is Terry. Terry, this is Mike, Veronica, Tee, Tanya, Vince...She introduced me to everyone and they looked at me like I was the new girlfriend. I didn't mind. I didn't hate the idea of being the new girlfriend. Besides, they all seem to like me. We all sat around and talked, started a volleyball game, and played around. Then her housemate, Tee, the girl she was in the store with, announced that we could start eating. Everyone lined up, grabbing plates. We sat down and I made sure to sit next to Kim, though everyone seemed to leave that spot open just for me. "So, when did you two start dating?" the guy she called Vince said. I knew they thought I was the new girlfriend. I blushed a little. "We're not; Terry's a friend," said Kim. "Oh, okay. So how'd you meet?" he asked "In the grocery store; she helped me with my melons." I said, liking everyone's reaction. "She explained to me how to pick out a ripe cantaloupe." Everyone looked a little confused, but then I told the story of how we met, and everyone seemed to think it was cute. The rest of the meal went as would be expected. Everyone talked and laughed and joked. I got to know all of her friends. I liked Tee and her girlfriend Tanya, they looked happy together. Everyone seemed to be paired off. Tee with Tanya, Mike with Veronica, Vince with Lisa, everyone seemed to be with someone, leaving Kim and I, but I think they had paired us together already. Everyone looked at us like we were two high school kids. I guess we were grinning at each other just a bit more than everyone else, and we were looking at each other just a little differently than we did everyone else. So I guess their opinions were justified. The thought made me smile. Later we sat and talked over drinks. Everyone told stories. I was sitting next to Kim, and I leaned over to put my head on her shoulder. She put her arm around me, and I snuggled closer. It felt good to be in her arms. I noticed that her friends gave us little "awwww" looks, but didn't say anything. I didn't mind. Everyone was leaving, giving me, "nice to meet yous," I smiled and hugged all of them. They were such nice people. I made sure to lag behind a bit so that I could get Kim to myself. When I got up to leave, Kim stood to walk me to my car. "I had a great time tonight." I said. I really had. "Good. I had a great time, too." She was adorable just then. "Can I see you again?" See? Adorable. "Yes, I'd like that." I smiled, suddenly becoming aware of how close she was to me. "Can I kiss you?" she asked. I thought, hell yeah! But I remained calm "Yes, I'd like that, too." She leaned in, and I picked my head up to meet her lips. The kiss was wonderful. She pressed me up against car, and I wanted to wrap my legs around her and pull her into me. She was really getting me worked up. She licked my lips and I opened them for her. She let out a little moan and held me. My head was spinning. Then she broke the kiss, and we were both breathing hard. She gave me one last kiss and backed away. I wished she hadn't, but I opened my car door anyway. "Bye. Drive safe." She said. It touched me a little that she cared if I was safe or not. "I will. Goodnight." I said, and drove off. I looked in my rear view mirror at her standing there and shuddered. She was getting to me, I could tell all ready. * I got home, and Jamie was sitting on the couch. She heard my key in the door and I could hear her feet as she ran to open it for me. I opened the door and was hit with questions. "How was it? Did you have fun? Are you gonna see her again? Did you kiss her?" I looked at her and laughed. I was always just as excited to hear about her dates, and it amused me how alike we were. "It was wonderful. I had a terrific time. She asked if she could see me again, but I don't know when she'll call, and yes I did kiss her." I said, plopping down on the couch. "Oh, Terry! Tell me everything." She jumped on the couch next to me. I told her everything, just as she requested. When I finished the story, she had one more question. "Okay, so how was the kiss?" I closed my eyes remembering it. "It was wonderful. It was so soft, but strong too. She had my head spinning." I looked at her and recognized the look on her face. It was worry. "Jamie, don't worry about me. I'll be fine." "I just don't want you to get too deep too fast. I remember all that stuff you had to deal with when you where with Aisha. I don't want to see you cry again." She was so caring when she wanted to be. "I'm not too deep, and it's not too fast. I just like her, that's all." "Yeah...you just watch yourself, okay?" "I will." With that, she was back to her happy self. She had a date too, and I wanted to know about it. She had finally gotten her crush, James, to pay attention. She happily retold the story as I came at her with just as many questions as she had for me. Then, we went to bed. The whole time I laid there in my room, all I could think about was Kim. * The next morning, I was a little distracted. I didn't even go to church. I decided that I should clean. That would take my mind off that chocolaty stud that was flying around my head. I wondered if she would call today. I wondered what I would say when and if she did. I wondered what she was doing at that moment, and the moment after that, and the moment after that. I had to stop myself. Was I going too fast like Jamie said? I had to stop worrying about it. If she called, good. If she didn't, I would still be breathing, right? I worked in the garden to get my mind off of her and cooked dinner. After dinner, Jamie and I were sitting around watching TV, and the phone rang. I normally don't even answer the phone. All of the calls were for Jamie anyway. I swear she and her friends can talk like there was no tomorrow. So, when she bolted to the phone, I didn't even move, expecting it to Danielle, or Stephanie, or whoever. "Hello?" she said. "Fine..." she said. The way she said it made me look up. Who was on the phone? Then her posture changed and she looked a little combative; I thought it was Aisha. "Who's calling?" she asked, her voice a little harsh. It must have been Aisha. But, then she softened and looked at me smiling. "Oh! Kim! Just a minute!" She turned and held the phone to me. "Terry, it's Kim." She said, and I hopped up from the couch. I grabbed the phone. I took a breath and calmed myself down before speaking. "Kim?" "Hi, Terry." Her voice washed over me, and I shivered. "Hi, how are you?" "Good..." There was a moment when neither of us said anything. I was nervous and I didn't know what to say. Then she saved me the trouble and started talking. "I had a wonderful time Saturday, and I was wondering if you'd like to go out with me this Friday...that is if you aren't busy." she sounded nervous. "Oh no, I'm not busy," I spat out, kicking myself for how quickly I answered. I didn't want to sound desperate or needy. "Good. What time should I pick you up?" From the sound of her voice, I knew she was smiling. I thought of that smile, those dimples, I loved that smile. "Seven?" "Great. I'll see you then." I gave her my address and instructions to the house. She told me she would see me on Friday, and ended the conversation. I hung up the phone and turned to Jamie who was beaming. "So, you got a date, huh?" she said. "Yes. I have a date." I said, unable to hide the smile on my face. She teased me a bit, and laughed at how excited I was, then we when back to watching TV, but I didn't see anymore of the show on the screen. All I was seeing was Kim. * That whole week, all I could think about was it coming to an end. I wanted Friday to hurry its pace because it seemed like time was inching along. I showed a few houses that week, the whole time thinking about Kim. I had to get myself under control. Friday finally came, and I was excited the whole day. I was in a hurry to get done with work so I could get home to get ready. I went home, and hopped in the shower. I did my hair and moisturized my skin. I primped and preened, wanting her to like the way I looked. Once again, I spent a good deal time thinking about what I should wear but decided to wear the dress I had originally planned on. It was a white sun dress. I thought it complimented my figure nicely. I let my hair hang in soft curls and applied just a little makeup. Was just putting on my earrings when the doorbell rang. Jamie bolted up the stairs, "I'll leave you two alone." she giggled on her way up. I opened the door, and liked what I saw. She was so sexy, I had to catch my breath. She smiled and gave me a single long stem rose. I was touched by the gesture. "Would you like to step inside for a second?" I asked, intending to put the rose in a bud vase. She smiled and stepped inside while I went into the kitchen to attend to the rose. I heard talking and wondered who it could be. Jamie had left, hadn't she? So, after setting the rose in the window seal, I walk out. Jamie was there, looking at Kim like she was inspecting a new car or something. She gave Kim a look of approval, and I decided that I should say something because Kim looked a little uncomfortable. "I see that you met Jamie," I said, and Kim turned to look at me. "Yeah...you two must be sisters," she said. "Yes." I said, then realized that introductions were in order, "Jamie, this is Kim. Kim, this is Jamie." "Hi, Kim," said Jamie, and I could see the mischievous little smile on her face. I decided I should take Kim before I found out what that look meant. "We should be going." I said, bringing Kim with me. "Nice to meet you, Jamie," she called over her shoulder, then we were out the door. We got to the care, and she opened my door for me. I thought it was sweet. She told me were going to eat, and I hoped she wasn't taking me to some hole in the wall. Turns out it was a nice restaurant, and apparently popular because when we walked in, I couldn't see any available tables. But, Kim had made a reservation, and we were seated in minutes. We were chatting idly and she surprised me with one of her questions. "So, what do you do for a living?" The thing that surprised me was that most girls didn't ask me that. I usually date the studly type and they never have any interest in my career. They were more concerned with telling me what they did, and how much money they could offer me, but that didn't impress me. I had a job of my own. "I'm a real estate agent," I told her, and by the look on her face, she hadn't expected that answer, but I didn't ask what she thought I would say. "I'm an accountant for Murphy and Jenkins law firm." she said. That surprised me. She didn't seem like a number cruncher. "Interesting." I said, because it was. The whole night, we chatted and laughed. She was charming and witty, smart and conversational. And she had a smile on her face the whole way through dinner. When she looked at me with those beautiful brown eyes and that gorgeous smile, I just wanted to jump over the table at her. But I knew I couldn't. Still, I knew, or at least hoped that she was thinking some of the same things. The way she looked at me told me so. We were still talking and laughing when the waiter came and asked if we wanted our check. She looked at her watch and told me it was past midnight. I couldn't believe we had talked for so long. The waiter came back with our check. I didn't want her to have to pay for it all; I had eaten, too. Plus, I didn't want her to think I was some gold digger after her money. I did well for myself. But she quickly told me to put my money away. "This is a date, right? And I'm the one who asked you out, so I'm going to pay," she said, her hand on mine. I put my wallet away. When we left the restaurant and were walking to the car, I felt a little bold, so I locked her arm with mine. She smiled down at me, but moved her arm away. Then she brought it around my waist, pulling me closer to her. I had no objections and just got as close to her as I could. Terry Ch. 02 Once again, she opened my door for me, and headed in the direction of my house. The night seemed to have just begun, but I knew it was well past midnight and that we should probably call it a night. It was the first date after all. We got to my house and she walked me to my door. I didn't want to go inside just yet, not without trying for a kiss. "I had a great time tonight," I said, looking up into her eyes. I knew I was blushing. "Me too," she said, then she bit her lip. Damn, she was so sexy. I wanted to kiss her so bad, and I was relieved when I saw her lean into me. I leaned up a bit to meet her. Again, her lips were like honey. I could have kissed her forever. She stroked my cheek with her hand, and held me close to her. Now, we were kissing with abandon, practically humping on my porch! I didn't mind her hand on my ass, and I didn't care if anyone saw us, just so long as she didn't stop kissing me. When we broke the kiss, I was dizzy. I thought about asking her in, but thought better of it. I turned and opened the door, still not wanting the night to end. "Goodnight," she said, looking like she wanted to come in, I almost said she should. "Goodnight," I said, thinking that Jamie was probably standing behind me, ready for details. I closed the door and looked out of the peep hole, watching her walk away. She got in her car and drove off. I closed my eyes, turned and leaned against the door, sliding to the floor. She was amazing. "I guess that means things went well." Jamie said. I hadn't even seen her standing there. "Yes they did." I smiled, still feeling her lips on mine. "Y'all sure spent a lot of time on the porch." she said, knowing why we had. "I wish it were longer. She can kiss." I said. "Okay, so you know the drill. Details." she said, and I launched into the story. * Kim and I were getting somewhat serious. We'd see each other all the time. Tee and Tanya came to know me like I lived there, and Jamie and Kim were becoming buddies. We still hadn't made love, and I was wondering when she would make a move. She had told me that she didn't want me to feel pressured. She knew about Aisha and how much she had hurt me, so she was cool with taking it slow. But I was through with slow, and I wanted her to speed it up. We were sitting in my living room, watching TV. I had my head in her lap and she idly ran her hand through my hair. I turned to face her, and told her to give me a kiss. See, we could never just sit around without it turning into something else. She bent down and kissed me, and it deepened. Soon, I was in her lap, wanting to feel her touch me so bad. I decided that I should speed it up if she wouldn't. I tried to unbuckle her belt, and she broke the kiss. Damn! "Are you sure baby?" she asked, how sweet. "I'm sure." I said, I really was. I wanted her then and there, no mistake about it. After that, clothes were flying. I wanted to feel her skin on mine, her hands on my body. We got each other's clothes off and she stepped back to look at me. I was a little self conscious. What if I wasn't what she expected? But a second later, I was comforted by the hungry look in her eye. She actually licked her lips like I was a meal, I felt delicious. She picked me up, and I was surprised by how easily she did it. She wasn't that big and I didn't know she was that strong. She walked to my bedroom and put me gently on my bed. She kissed me agonizingly slow. She was kissing and nibbling, driving me crazy. Then, she snaked her tongue down to my breasts, and licked around my nipple before taking it in her mouth. It felt so good, all I could do was hold on to her head. She was nibbling, sucking, pinching, biting; she was making me wild. I needed to feel her mouth between my legs. I was on fire by now, squirming and panting. When she got down between my thighs, I could feel her breath on me, warm and tantalizing. I was so ready for her. She kissed all over my thighs, and I was about ready to beg her to lick me. Then, she gave my lips the lightest little lick, and I jumped. She moved in, taking them into her mouth and swirling her tongue, but she never touched my clit, I think she ignored it on purpose. Then, she pushed her tongue inside of me, and I was in heaven. She was swirling it around and pushing it in and out. I was grabbing the sheets, trying not to scream top loudly. Then, she put her finger inside and sucked my clit into her mouth. I gave up on being quiet and screamed her name. I knew I wouldn't last much longer. She sucked hard, and I exploded, bucking hard. She kept right on sucking and fucking. She gave me two more orgasms before I couldn't take anymore and collapsed onto the bed, a lazy smile on my face. She came to lay next to me, and pulled me into her arms. But I didn't want to sleep, I wanted to taste her. "Oh no ma'am. It's my turn now." I said, and made my way down her body. I licked my way down, running my tongue over each muscle in her stomach. Her body was like a playland for me, all rippled and smooth. I kissed everything, loving how she tensed under my lips. Then, I reached my destination. I would have teased and tortured her like she had done me, but I wanted her too badly. I dived in, loving the tangy sweetness of her sex. She was running her hand through my hair and letting out soft little moans. I could feel her muscles tense and relax, and I loved that I was making that happen. Then, she came so hard, I had to hold her hips to stay steady. I wanted her to feel like I had felt, to cum like I had cum, so I kept going, bringing her to three more orgasms. I climbed up into her arms, and we feel asleep, content. * The phone was ringing, and it woke me up. I opened my eyes and remembered that Kim was naked next to me. I smiled as a rolled over to get the phone. "Hello?" "Terry, it's Jamie. My car broke down." Jamie said into the phone. She suddenly sounded so young, so helpless. I was wide awake now. "Where are you? Are you okay?" I needed to get dressed. Where were my clothes? Oh! In the living room. I left to go get them, and heard Kim follow. "Just stay where you are. I'm on my way." I hung up the phone. "What's wrong?" Kim said, standing wearing nothing but a concerned look. I couldn't help but laugh at the way she seemed to have forgotten her nakedness. But I needed to go get Jamie. "Jamie's car broke down. She's downtown." I needed to get to her before it got dark. I would never forgive myself if something happened. Kim's face was serious as she swooped up her clothes, getting dress quicker than I knew she could. "Okay, I'll drive." We flew out of the house and sped for the interstate. In no time, we were downtown and looking for the building Jamie said she was at. When we pulled up, I wanted to go hug her, to see if she was okay. I know it was a bit over protective, but I couldn't help it. I couldn't stand the thought of something hurting her. "I'm fine!" said Jamie, but I still looked her over. Jamie talked about her day as if nothing happened and as if her car wasn't being pulled behind us on a tow truck. Stephanie was being a bitch, and James wasn't paying attention to her like she'd hoped. She didn't care about any of the other boys but him, and he didn't seem to like her back. She went on about her boy troubles, but stopped when Kim looked at her through the rear view mirror. Kim told Jamie that he wasn't worth it. "You're smart and funny and you're an amazing girl. If he can't see that, it's his loss." "You're just trying to make me feel better," said Jamie. "No I'm not. I mean it. You're just like Terry, and I think she's amazing. I..." I smiled at her words. But when I looked at her face, it seemed something was troubling her. I decided not to ask her just then, I'd wait until later. We drove home. Jamie continued to talk and Kim continued to look strange. We were about to drive into the yard when Jamie got a phone call. She smiled from ear to ear and bolted into the house. It must have been the famous James, because she was beaming. I smiled and watched her run through the door. I was walking toward the door with Kim, and she stopped. She grabbed my arm, and I figured she was ready to tell me what was wrong. "What, Kim? Kim, are you okay?" I asked. "I'm fine, baby." No she wasn't. "What's wrong? Tell me." I wanted to help. I could see tears in her eyes. "I...I love you Terry. I don't want you to ever go." Tears rolled down her face. Did she just say what I thought she said? Did she say she loved me? Oh my God! I had been thinking about my own feelings for her, and I wanted to tell myself that I couldn't love her, not this fast. But I knew that I loved her too. I had wanted to hear her say it with everything in me. I could feel tears in my own eyes. She wiped them away, telling me that I didn't have to say it back, that she just wanted to tell me. "I love you too, Kim." I said, my voice shaking. Her face lit up, and she threw her arms around me. She picked me up and spun around. Then she put me down and kissed me hard. I melted into her arms. The kiss was so powerful. When we broke the kiss, I looked into her eyes, and she into mine. I was willing to go where she went, do what she did now. I was hers forever. We walked into the house hand in hand. It was the beginning of a long life together.