24 comments/ 82425 views/ 47 favorites Beth and Mike By: smj54ap As I held my wife's pale delicate hand, she slowly opened her eyes and gave me a weak smile. "How ya feelin' babe?" I asked Beth's body was gaunt and terribly thin; her beautiful brown hair a memory. Although she endured the second round of chemotherapy with stoic courage, the oncologist was doubtful that it would have any effect on the rapidly advancing cancer. Today was her final treatment. "Ok," she croaked in a hoarse whisper. Clasping her cold hand, I held it against my cheek as a flood of emotion tore through me and the tears inundated my eyes. For months I tried to be strong but the thought of losing her... "I'm taking you home tomorrow." My voice shaky, full of trepidation. Beth nodded her head, her eyes half-lidded and heavy. Hospice would help with her journey to...I banished the thought from my mind. I gently stroked Beth's bald head reassuringly and as her hand tightened around mine, I started bawling. I couldn't hold it in because she'd fought so valiantly. Beth gazed at me with sad eyes, eyes accepting of her fate. Before the second phase of chemo, she talked fearlessly about her chances for survival and what the future might hold for us. Without her in my life and our daughter's...the thought terrified me. "God granted us nineteen wonderful years together...try and find some peace in that...the last thing I want is to leave you and Olivia...as long as there is breath in my body, I'll never stop fighting my love..." Beth's soothing words were like a balm to my suffering spirit and enveloped in her loving embrace I found some comfort from the awful reality of the situation. But, my wife's visibly declining health took a toll on me and my optimism waned long before hers. Many a night she held me as I cried my heart out, distraught over the prospect of her absence. Nineteen years...it went by so quickly. I recalled the tragic day Beth found the lump. We were late for work when she called me into the bathroom. She was standing wet haired and naked on the bath mat having just exited the shower. The sight of her gorgeous body never failed to stir my loins but she had a deadly serious look on her face. The biopsy report contained the worst news but my wife always faced her challenges head on. With the removal of the cancer and subsequent positive effect of the chemo, she went into remission. As Beth's physical condition improved, she intimated to me almost on a daily basis that she desperately wanted to have a child. Her doctor saw no reason why she couldn't but warned of the risks a pregnancy posed to a re-emergence of the disease. In spite of the danger, my wife was determined to have a baby and when Beth put her mind to something, there was no turning back. "Please babe...I want to so much..." I couldn't possibly refuse her. The birth of our daughter was a joyous event and for six glorious years we were a happy, contented family. We crammed a lot of living into that short time as the uncertainty of the future weighed heavily on our minds. A few days after Olivia's birthday, Beth complained of feeling sick and we soon learned that the cancer had returned. Far more aggressive and life threatening, her struggle reached the critical phase. With a cure or hope for remission fading fast, she grew more ill and weaker on a daily basis. Now, it was a matter of time. Time...so precious little is granted to us. In the quiet hours after midnight, I would lay in bed wide awake, my brain a jumble of dread and fear over Beth's declining health. How much time did she have left? No one could tell us; weeks? Maybe months but nothing was certain. To ease my anxiety, I would recall my earliest memories of Beth. How we met. How we came together. Never in my wildest imagination did I expect to fall so madly in love with someone. You see, I always considered myself the "Average Joe" type of guy. An average student who worked hard to get good grades, an average athlete who struggled to make the team, average looks and body, competent at dating but by no means a ladies man. Beth was far from average; superior might be a better adjective. She excelled at most everything she attempted and often made it look easy. Model pretty with a smokin' hot body, she could have the pick of the litter of guys to date at college. Why me? I guess it's truly one of those mysteries of life questions that are unfathomable. What I do know with any kind of certainty is that she loved me with all her heart. Ours was a love that endured and grew stronger with the passing years. I can vividly remember the day our casual friendship took a sharp turn. I'm much younger, a sophomore in college, standing in the coach's office... **** "You need to concentrate on your upper body strength and stamina or...you...don't have much of a chance of making the team," coach said apologetically. Recovering from a serious bout of mononucleosis, pre-season tryouts were disaster for me. Out-muscled by smaller more inexperienced players, I stood out like a sore thumb on the practice field. Near despair, I walked dejectedly to Carrie's dorm room. Close friends since high school, I thought of her as my surrogate sister. When I entered the room, I noticed Beth lying on her side with her chin propped up reading a book. Carrie's roommate since freshman year, she was one of the hottest girls on campus, in my humble opinion. In a despondent voice, I related my conversation with Coach Simmons. "...with only six weeks till official team trials...it's not lookin' too good for me..." "Maybe it's not as bad as you think..." Carrie said supportively. "Nah, I'm not exaggerating...I'm in deep shi...I mean doo doo." Beth sat up on her bed as I was telling my tale of woe and seemed to be paying close attention. I was staring into space with what I'm sure was a lost expression when I heard her clear confident voice. "You need a trainer...someone to motivate you...with a structured plan." Of course Beth was correct in her assessment but most on-campus trainers were far too pricey for my wallet. "That would be great but I can't afford to pay for..." I stated gloomily and my voice trailed off. There was a long pregnant pause before I heard Beth's upbeat voice, "I'll do it and won't cost you a penny." I gawked at Beth in disbelief. The girl who made my heart go pitter-patter whenever I was around her was making me an unbeatable offer. "You'd train...me? "Sure Mike! I like a good project to keep me busy. Anyway, you need my help." As I gaped at Beth's lovely smiling visage, it took me a few moments to compose myself and respond. "Yeah, that's great! Thanks Beth!" I gushed like a schoolboy. "We'll start tomorrow at five am sharp, ok?" "Ok...hey! Wait a minute, did you say five am?" I asked cautiously. Carrie was smirking at me because she was cognizant of the fact that I had a huge crush on Beth but was too intimidated to ask her out. Beth possessed a lean and highly defined muscular physique that radiated power but also looked incredibly feminine. In many ways, she resembled the woman in the BowFlex commercial that airs on TV, only younger and with long dark brunette hair. Very pretty and hardbodied, she could easily pass for a fitness model. But, Beth was much more than a great body; she exuded a quiet self-confidence and intelligence that that outwardly could be misconstrued as aloofness. As I got to know her during freshman year, I realized that she was the kind of girl who was comfortable in her own skin, who knew where she was going in life, what her goals were and how she could achieve them. I met Beth the following morning for our five mile run with a good case of "butterflies" in my stomach. Not since last spring had I covered that distance and in my weakened state... "Hey, I see you made it," she chuckled. "I wouldn't miss it..." before I finished, she took off. Beth maintained a leisurely pace for the first mile but gradually increased the speed and I lagged behind. Only ten feet or so off the pace, I found the sight of her compact butt inspiring. However, my motivation only lasted for another mile or so and I was falling farther and farther... We were near the midway point when Beth turned and jogged back to me. Wheezing like an emphysema patient, my sides hurt terribly and I stopped abruptly with my hands on my knees. "Sorry Beth...I...just can't...go on..." "No problem, meet me in the undergrad gym." When I found the strength, I walked the rest of the way. To my amazement, Beth was doing chin-ups on the overhead bar with ease. Still looking fresh as a daisy, she dropped to the mat and explained the routine that she believed would give me the most benefit in the shortest amount of time. "Ok! Let's get started!" she stated cheerfully. Among our circle of friends, Beth was regarded as a fitness guru. After a serious knee injury ended her college volleyball career, she became a campus gym rat and devoted a couple of hours a day to exercise. Good Lord Almighty, the results of all her hard work were evident on her exquisite frame. With a good deal of patience, Beth guided me through a heart stopping workout. By the end, I was gasping for air. "Mike? You ok?" she asked, and placed her hand on my back. "Yeah...just tryin'...to get...my wind..." I was deeply touched by the look of concern on Beth's lovely face and carried that image of her with me for the rest of the day. My crush soon developed into a serious case of puppy love. The only time I didn't train was on the weekends and I thought of every excuse under the sun to visit Carrie, hoping Beth would be there. "You've got it bad...don't cha?" Carrie asked with a sympathetic air. Seated across from Carrie on Beth's bed with a hangdog look on my face, I was pining for the girl that the lit the fires of desire inside me. It was Saturday evening and Beth was out on a date. "Yeah...I really do..." "Why don't ya ask her out?" "I want to in the worst way but...why would she want to date me? She goes out with jocks and...I'm not that..." Carrie rolled her eyes with a disgusted look. "Beth dates different guys, not just jocks. As long as I live I'll never understand...men...UGH!" Carrie was incredibly annoyed with me. "Leave now before I throw your pitiful ass out of here. You really are blind...you can't see the forest for the trees..." I made a hasty exit trying to digest Carries admonishing words but she was right, at the time, I was blind. **** With her natural leadership ability, Beth worked my body so skillfully that after only four weeks I noticed a change. By now I was capable of keeping pace with her during the morning run, dropping back occasionally to ogle her firm ass. Many times when Beth was working me to exhaustion, I would gaze admiringly at her hot body and lovely face. When she caught me, which was frequent, she'd smile and shake her head. "Concentrate...focus your attention on the weights in your hands...not on me..." she'd always say with good humor. The hard core element at the gym knew Beth and the bond she had with her fellow gym rats impressed me. Frequently, they'd broadcast words of encouragement in our direction, "Hey girl, work im till he drops!" "Yo Beth, make im sorry he was ever born!" And, my favorite, "Put his candy ass through the wringer!" These people are masochist's, I thought at one point but realized that it took a special breed of person to work tirelessly in pursuit of bodily perfection. Although I believed that I rose to the challenge, I had a specific goal in mind. Once I obtained it, I would forsake the brutality of the routine and just try and maintain my gains. However, my mind never entertained the thought of missing one day of strenuous workouts with Beth. I considered myself a devoted pupil and she never talked down to me or made me feel like less of a man. Her private words of encouragement were delivered kindly but firmly and she had an unspoken way of getting me to do what she wanted. I pushed myself to the limit each time. All too soon tryouts for the Lacrosse team were upon me and I survived the first cut but the all important final selection was at the end of the week. On Friday, the roster was posted on the bulletin board and I scanned the list in vain, my name was conspicuously absent. Thanks to Beth's training regimen, I was on my way to being in the best physical condition of my life but at the time it was a matter of too little, too late. Of course I made a bee line straight to Carries' room. Why I ran to her with my problems like some weak kneed ninny, I'll never understand. But, it was Beth who answered the door. "Is Carrie here?" I asked in a tremulous voice. "She's at class...hey, why the sad face? Is something wrong?" Suddenly, Beth's expression changed when she realized what day it was. "You didn't make the team?" she asked, and her earnest concern touched me to my core. Beth appeared to be genuinely disappointed for me. "Nah..." Unexpectedly, tears formed in my eyes and I looked away. I felt like a total wuss for letting my emotions get the better of me, especially in front of Beth. To my enormous surprise, she took me in her arms and tenderly embraced me. But, I couldn't look at her because I was so damned embarrassed by my less than manly display. "Hey, I'm sorry...I didn't mean to get...ya know...all emotional," I stammered. "Why? You just had a big letdown...don't be afraid to show your feelings to me..." "It's just that...I don't want ya to think I'm some...wimp." With her hand on my chin, Beth turned my face until it was in line with hers. "Mike, you're more of a man than most of the guys I've dated. You poured every ounce of yourself into each workout...you never quit when most boys would have given up," I saw the compassion in Beth's hazel eyes and something else... "Thanks," I said humbly. Beth's comforting embrace felt reassuring. When she gave me a light peck on the cheek, my heart soared like an eagle. Slowly the realization that my training sessions with the brunette hottie were at an end invaded my mind and my heart sank. Every atom of my being wanted to be with her and it bolstered my courage to ask my next question, "I was hoping...I mean...can I still workout with you?" Beth regarded me with curiosity. "Gee, I dunno...do you think you can keep up with me?" she teased me good naturedly. Enveloped in Beth's arms, I gazed longingly into her pretty face. "Sure Beth...I can..." "Then I guess it's you, me and the gym, mister!" I was elated. My face grew really hot and Beth touched the side with her hand. The affectionate look in her eyes gave me the confidence to ask my next bombshell. I'd waited a long time and my resolve was firmly in place. "Ah...would you like to...ya know...go for a coffee or...go to a movie sometime...with me...?" I enquired. "Are you asking me out?" "Well...yeah..." "It's about time! I've been waiting..." Her demeanor was coy but excited. "You have?" I asked with surprise. "Why do you think I volunteered to train you?" "...out of the goodness of your heart?" I returned. "Yeah, that too...but I wanted to get to know you better," she said with a sly grin. I was truly speechless. Beth was literally the girl of my dreams. "Carrie said you were a nice guy, a sweetheart of a guy and...I guess I had to find out for myself," she uttered with assurance, and gave me a little dig in the ribs. Now, I was dumbfounded. A day that started on a disastrous note had turned completely around. During the seven weeks of training under Beth's tutelage, we developed a close friendship. But, the very idea that romance might be in the air escaped me entirely. Carrie's prophetic words, "You really are blind," rang in my ears. I had absolutely no inkling that Beth wanted to go out with me. **** On our first date I was a nervous wreck but Beth's serene demeanor put me at ease. By the end of the night, we were regaling each other with humorous stories about our friends and families. On the long walk back to her dorm, Beth took my hand and it felt so right, so sure. When I tried to say good night without kissing her, she pulled my body against hers. I was amazed at how strong she was. "Hey, not so fast. Don't you want to kiss me?" she asked demurely. "Yeah..." Although I was feeling very bashful, I wanted to in the worst way. Beth held my face in her soft hands and our lips met in a tender sensual caress. I gazed into her sparkling hazel eyes ecstatic beyond words and she proceeded to kiss me again and again... When she finally stopped, I was breathless almost panting. "Umm...that's better...maybe we can do more on our next date," she cooed. I spent the rest of the night in a daze as thoughts of Beth and her exquisite kisses ran rampant through my head. Exactly one week later, I was sitting with Beth in the campus movie theater when I felt her hand seek mine and our fingers entwined. She flashed me a lovely smile and my heart melted. I was putty in her hands and just being in her presence was sheer happiness for me. Afterward, we went to McNally's Pub for a bite to eat. Given the fact that we exercised our bodies to the limit, we both had healthy appetites and food played an important part in our dating ritual. Although we were only nineteen at the time, Beth knew the bartender and we enjoyed a cold beer with our burgers. I was stuffing the last morsel of food in my mouth when I noticed a sly look on her face. "Hey Mike, you up to trying something different?" she asked mysteriously. "Like what?" "You'll see." As soon as I paid the bill, we hot footed it over to Beth's dorm room. While she rummaged around in her closet, I stared longingly at her small heart shaped butt encased in a pair of jeans that looked molded to her body. What a sight! Beth found what she was looking for and threw a large sleeping bag, the type used on camping trips, at me. Then she grabbed a hooded college sweatshirt and hastily put it on. "Come on, let's go! She firmly grasped my hand and out the door we went. It was a cloudless night in early November with a pronounced chill in the air. "Beth, where are we going?" I pleaded. "Just be patient," she assured me. The stars shone bright overhead and we walked a long way to a remote area of the commons. Beth stopped before a small stand of trees on a hillside. The view of the night sky was unobstructed and even more dazzling away from the lights on campus. I helped Beth spread out the sleeping bag . She took off her sneaks, got inside and held the flap open; my invitation to join her. The prospect of being that close to her both thrilled and terrified me. With no will of my own, I took off my shoes and lay next to her. I visibly shook both from the cold and the nearness of Beth's hard body. "Oh, you're shivering...don't worry I'll warm you up," she said in the sexiest voice I ever heard, and wrapped her arms around me. We snuggled for awhile and the sensation for me was stratospheric. November is the onset of the Persid meteor shower in our part of the U.S. and we switched to backs to enjoy the show. Every minute or less a bright streak appeared in the sky and we oohed and ahed each time. Eventually, Beth turned on her side and with her hand propping up her chin, gazed at me with a predatory expression. Her eyes held mine and I had the overwhelming desire to kiss her. As if reading my mind, her head moved forward until our lips met. Beth's kisses were wonderfully sensual. "Umm...I like kissing you," she said with a growl. Beth moved on top of me and when our mouths touched, her tongue snaked its way past my lips until it met mine. We kissed long, hard and full of passion. When we stopped momentarily, I was panting heavily and my erection was straining in my denims. Since her body was pressed against me, she had to know I was aroused. Beth and Mike "Ooh! Am I turning you on?" she breathed sexily. I pulled her lush mouth to mine as my answer and Beth ground her pelvis against my boner. The feeling was beyond spectacular as I held the girl of my dreams, kissing her with an ardor unknown to me with anyone else. When I discerned Beth's body jerk a couple of times, I realized that she had an orgasm while riding me. It filled me with pride and when she gazed at me with, dare I say, loving eyes, my heart hammered in my chest. "Hmm...I can't leave my man with a case of 'blue balls' now can I?" Her words thrilled me and a searching hand unzipped my jeans then gently fondled my shorts covered hard-on. As Beth administered to my cock, something she said flashed across my mind, she called me her man. Instantly, I ejaculated, arching my back with each pulse and moaning wildly. We held each other for a long time, nuzzling and kissing. I ignored the goopy mess in my shorts because I was with Beth and nothing else in the world mattered to me. **** On our next date we attended a party hosted by one of Beth's gym rat buddies. The alcohol flowed freely and the kegs set-up in the kitchen guaranteed that the party would last through the night. There were a lot of bodybuilder types (commonly referred to as muscle heads) at the party. Beth talked with and seemed to know most everyone but kept me by her side by holdng my hand in a firm manner. I felt shy almost bashful at times and she sensed my discomfort. "Hey, relax...remember you're with me...ok?" she whispered sweetly in my ear, and bussed my cheek. While Beth discussed lifting technique with a friend, I chatted with a blonde haired bodybuilder named Shauna. She was wearing a sleeveless tank top that accentuated her rippling physique, especially her arms. I couldn't help myself and stared at her impressive guns. Shauna saw my interest and performed several flexes that left me open mouthed. Just then, Beth appeared at my side and whisked me away with a firm grip on my arm. "I can see there's too much temptation here," she said with mock anger. "Yeah...but I only have eyes for you," I breathed softly in her ear. Beth looked at me with so much sentiment that my heart panged with emotion. Her arms enveloped me and she lightly kissed my cheeks. I was overwhelmed by her display and she wouldn't let me out of her sight for the rest of the evening. Finally, we left the party for the safe haven of McNally's and a late repast. Our burgers were consumed mostly in silence but the affectionate looks that Beth cast in my direction had my heart fluttering like mad. I was falling in love, falling like a rock. During the long walk back to her dorm room, I put my arm around Beth and at the entrance, I bade her goodnight with a peck on the cheek. She pulled me tight to her body and gazed at me with yearning. "Don't be shy Mike...kiss me..." Beth tilted her head and our lips met in a soft embrace. Eventually we collapsed on her bed and made out for a very long time. She had the most sensual way of kissing and it lit a bonfire inside me. We were both panting heavily when Beth gazed at me with a hungry look in her hazel eyes. She sat on top of me and seductively took her turtleneck sweater off, then unsnapped her bra in front. Slowly, it descended down her arms and I got my first look at her naked upper body. The word awesome is an overused adjective but Beth truly looked awesome; sleek with exceptional muscular definition that radiated power and at the same time, sublime femininity. Awed by Beth's beauty, I gawked at her as she unbuttoned my shirt. "Hmm...like what you see?" she cooed. I gulped from the lump in my throat and assumed a sitting position with Beth's legs wrapped around my middle. Holding her upper back, we kissed up a storm that left us both breathless and I lavished wet smooches over her face, neck and shoulders. For a man, the scent, the aroma, the smell of a woman can be intoxicating and the luxuriant odor that Beth exuded had my libido in hyper drive. The soft, velvety texture of her skin had the same effect and I marveled that something so supple could cover the dense muscle underneath. Beth placed her hands around my neck and held on as I fondled her very firm mounds, not quite a handful. Gently, I ran my finger tips and thumbs over her tight pink nipples, occasionally tweaking and rolling the long buds. "Umm...oh...umm..." she groaned appreciatively. We fell to our sides and my mouth attached to a turgid bulb. Softly sucking and licking but with primal hunger, I worshipped her breasts. "Oh Mike...oh...oh yes...oh..." she moaned. Every part of me was focused on giving Beth pleasure. As I rasped the swollen ends gleefully with my tongue, my lips gripped the taut flesh, drawing it into my mouth and suckling like a famished infant. While I diligently worked on her tits, an intense craving erupted inside me; I hungered to lick Beth's pussy. My girlfriend in freshman year, Carolyn, had indulged my hankering for the furry clam. Far more experienced in the ways of sex, she taught me the art of cunnilingus until I passed muster with her. Stealthily, I moved below Beths nipples, spreading wet kisses over her very flat and six pack muscled tummy to the top of her denims. When I looked up, her eyes were alive with desire; she knew what was coming next and wanted it. Carefully, I unzipped Beth's jeans and she raised her butt as I pulled them down her breathtaking legs, keeping her French cut panties in place. Astonishingly lean but highly muscular, I licked up each thigh stopping short of her mound. I adored her legs with as much passion as her breasts until I felt Beth's hand on the back of my head, gently pulling me toward her sex. My cheeks, lips and nose grazed her silky cloth covered mound repeatedly, the spicy fresh aroma rising to my nose. "Umm...oh...umm...umm..." she panted. Overcome with craving, I skinned Beth's undies and descended for my meal. As I held her hard buns, she spread her thighs and the delicate pink lips opened like a flower. I consumed the secretions that flowed into my mouth; my lips and tongue gathering the moisture as it leaked from her hole. With determination, I licked Beth's pussy, concentrating on long leisurely strokes up her center. The more she squirmed, the more time I spent teasing her clit with light, fast licks. The "little man in the boat" was peaking out from under its hood and her eyes were riveted on me as I feasted on her. "Oh Mike...oh yes...eat me...oh...oh yes..." Skillfully, I lapped Beth's juice engorged slit, basting her clit with more intensity. I was hell bent on giving her mind numbing pleasure and by the intensity of her groans, I was on the right path. By now, Beth's creamy secretions were overflowing and I voraciously swallowed the pungent nectar. The heady taste was addicting and I silently vowed to suck her pussy frequently. With a firm grip on her butt, my tonue burrowed through her sopping folds, ending with lightening fast flicks over her hard clitty. Beth threw her legs behind my head. Her hips undulated, keeping a steady rhythm with my relentless tongue, pushing against it with increasing intensity. "Oh God...oh...it's soo big...oh...oh..." she howled. When the first wave of contractions hit, Beth imprisoned my head. As she thrashed on the bed it took all my strength to hold on to her. Finally she came down from the lofty heights of her orgasm and pulled me on top of her, a dreamy look in her eyes. "Mike...that was...amazing..." Beth covered my wet face with kisses as her hand tugged impatiently at my jeans snap. At that moment we heard a key in the door lock and dove under the bed covers. When Carrie saw us, she had a big grin on her face. "Shit...I left my Chemistry book in Doug's room...be back in the morning," she stated with emphasis on the word morning, and walked out shaking her head, chuckling to herself. Beth and I burst out laughing. It was one of those surreal moments that burned itself into my memory. We stayed locked in a loving embrace. I never wanted to let go of Beth and my heart was beating with the most intense feelings that I ever experienced. I knew with all my soul that I wanted to be with her; for the rest of my life. In a very short period of time we became inseparable. Every morning, Monday through Friday, I worked out with Beth and pushed myself to the limit solely because I was with her. I never grew accustomed to the five am start time and there were mornings when the alarm went off that I wanted nothing more than to roll over and go back to sleep. But, Beth was waiting and the attraction, the desire to be with her was so strong that I always met her in front of her dorm at the appointed hour. We hung out together, eating our meals, studying, walking to class holding hands and enjoying our free time just by being in each others company. I came to know Beth's fire, her strong will and determination but a pretty big heart, a loving heart was wrapped up in that package as well. Carrie's roommate, the girl who seemed reserved, aloof and unapproachable was kind, caring and sweet natured. **** Very quickly, Thanksgiving Break was upon us. Six days away from Beth, I dreaded the thought. "Are you going to call me? Wish me a Happy Thanksgiving?" she asked teasingly, and frankly, nothing short of an act of God would keep me from calling Beth. Even then I'd find a way to communicate with her. Carrie and Doug, her boyfriend, were waiting in Doug's car for me. Everyone was leaving and I was experiencing first hand the separation anxiety that accompanies a budding relationship. Beth and I hugged and kissed with desire and the soulful look in her hazel eyes made my heart beat furiously. "Call me...see ya Sunday...Ok?" she said with emotion in her voice, and kissed me passionately one more time. I can't properly describe how incredibly hard it was pulling away from her secure embrace. At home during Thanksgiving dinner, I was unusually quiet, a little glum actually. The house was packed with relatives reveling in the holiday spirit but I had difficulty joining in. I barely ate any food, highly uncharacteristic for me. I could tell by the look on my sister Allison's that she knew something was up with me. Thanksgiving was my favorite holiday, eclipsing Christmas, and my behavior must have seemed perplexing to her. In spite of the four year age diference, we had a very close brother/sister bond. As I sat in the family room watching a football game on the TV with my cousins, the loud arguments about who should win and who the better team was seemed so childish to me. I quietly made my way to my room with thoughts of Beth running rampant; what's she doing now? Does she miss me as much as I miss her? I had promised to call Beth around suppertime and the hours seemed to be dragging along until I could finally speak to her. A soft knock on my partially open door interrupted my daydream. "Hey Mike, can I come in?" Allison asked. "Yeah...sure." Allison sat on the side of my bed next to me. "Is something wrong? You've been mopin' around the house since ya got home...havin' problems at college?" "Nah...it's...nothin' like that..." I let out a deep sigh. "What is it? You can tell me." My sister's sincere concern moved me. "I met someone..." I blurted out, and suddenly I felt very bashful. "Really? Is she nice? Cute? Sexy?" Allison asked all at once. "She's all those things and...a lot more..." I stated wistfully. My next words sub-consciously escaped my mouth and my sister gazed at me with a look of wonder. "I'm falling for her sis..." "Ya mean like fallin' in love kinda stuff?" she asked excitedly. "Yeah," I answered sheepishly "Wow!" she said a little too loudly, then covered her mouth. I must have had a pitiful expression on my face. "Ya miss her a lot, don't cha?" "Yeah...I can't wait to see her on Sunday when I go back to school." "What's her name?" "Beth." "That's a neat name," Allison said sweetly. In a role reversal, my younger sibling put her arm around my shoulders, trying to comfort me. I thought then and still do that a guy couldn't have asked for a better sister. "Thanks," I stated humbly. "Will I get to meet her someday?" "God, I sure hope so..." I answered optimistically. At six pm I called Beth and my spirit soared just to hear her voice. She recounted how she and her sister Jen ran on the beach in the early morning hours. "It's so cool jogging at the waters edge where the sands wet and firm...the gulls crying out...little sand pipers lookin' for food in the debris that washes up on shore...the sound of the waves..." Beth waxed poetic about the Jersey shore quite a few times and I was dying inside to experience it. "Have you been working out?" she asked, and truthfully I had but not with the same intensity as when I was with her. Sunday I was packed and ready to leave before breakfast. Carrie and her boyfriend Doug were picking me up at two o'clock, hours away but I desperately wanted to see my girlfriend. My girlfriend...was it possible after only a few weeks together? It sure felt that way to me. During the long ride back, I was silent and listened to Doug and Carrie's conversation. They weren't ignoring me, I just didn't feel like joining in. When Doug dropped Carrie at her dorm, I asked politely if I could wait for Beth in her room. "Yeah...sure...no problem." I helped Carrie with her bags and gloomily sat on Beth's bed, praying that nothing had changed between us. Six days can be an eternity for a person in the early throes of love and I had fallen like a ton of bricks for Beth. Carrie had an amused smile on her face. "Mike...I've never seen you act like this about anyone..." "I've never felt like this about anyone...I can't get her out of my head...she's...oh...I don't wanna bore you." "Ya know...I shouldn't tell you this but...when you started training with Beth, you became the main topic of conversation...Mike this and Mike that...she was taken with you early on...I could see it in her eyes...the way she spoke about you..." "That's what I can't figure out, why me? I'm nothin' special...just an average guy..." Carrie shot me an angry look. "What is it with you? Don't you understand anything about women? What am I saying? Of course not...or we wouldn't be having this conversation..." She was clearly annoyed. "Carrie...I ah..." she raised her hand to shush me. "I'm only gonna say this once, so listen up! I don't want to inflate your ego but I can tell it needs a little inflating...Mike, you're one of the nicest...God, I shouldn't say this...a stand-up guy...a really great catch...why can't you see that about yourself?" Carrie's eyes softened. "In all the time that I've known you, you've treated me with the utmost respect...you're like a brother to me...thoughtful, sweet, compassionate...don't you think Beth saw that when you were around me?" I was dumbfounded and stared at Carrie. "Look you're not every girl's cup of tea...but those are the qualities that Beth's obviously looking for in a guy..." We both heard girl's talking excitedly in the hallway and our attention was drawn to the door as it slowly opened. It was Beth. "Mike!" she yelled when she saw me, and flew across the room landing on top of me, kissing my face as I fell back on her bed. When I looked into her sparkling hazel eyes, little tears pooled at the corners. "I'm sooo happy to see you!" she cried, and kissed me very passionately. "Well, I can see you two lovebirds want to be alone..." Carrie declared. "Oh...Carrie...I'm sorry..." Beth started to say. "No, no...don't be sorry...it's very uplifting seeing two of my dearest friends in love...anyway, I promised to meet Doug. Ta-ta for now," Carrie said smiling broadly. Beth whipped off her coat and landed back on top of me for some serious make-out time. During a breather, she gazed at me with a heartfelt look. "Miss me?" she asked coyly, already knowing the answer. "Oh God, yes!" I exclaimed and tightly held the girl I loved, yes loved, I knew beyond the shadow of a doubt. We were both hungry for each other but also some dinner and headed into town and Fast Freddie's Pizza for a quick bite. On the way back to Beth's dorm, we held hands and talked about our holiday. Then out of the blue... "I hope you can come and see me over winter break...maybe New Years weekend. I already asked my mom and dad...and they said it's ok...It'll be so much fun...runs on the beach in the morning...romantic walks at night...please say you'll visit me..." She gazed at me with a fond expression that turned my insides to jelly. "Of course I will..." I couldn't finish because of the emotion welling up inside of me. On the deserted walkway leading to her dorm, I pulled Beth against me and kissed her. I gazed at her with deep affection as she continued... "Now, it'll be cold so bring the right clothes and hey...we'll be able to see the fireworks from the beach on New Years Eve and..." she went on and on until I doubted we'd have enough time to do all the things she wanted. By the time Beth finished, we were standing in front of her door reading a note that Carrie left. Beth, Staying at Doug's tonight, see ya tomorrow morning! Carrie Beth gave me a wicked smile. "Looks like we have the room all to ourselves..." she breathed sexily, and pulled me through the door way. Beth's passion knew no bounds that glorious night. The ardent, yearning way she kissed my mouth, face and neck; her tender embraces and gropes of my body fueled my already intense craving for her. Slowly clothes were peeled away until we were stark naked, our bodies entwined, her hazel eyes aflame with desire. I wanted her so badly. Beth raised her upper body and I lovingly touched her breasts, stroking the nipples, watching them harden and crinkle as my palms journeyed back and forth over them. "Oh Mike...God...that feels...wonderful..." she breathed heavily. With my newfound strength, thanks to Beth's training, I held her upper body effortlessly and nibbled, sucked and tongued her hot nips. Every part of my being was focused on giving her pleasure as my lips pulled on the tender pink flesh insistently. Oh...ooh...oh...oh...ahh...oh..." she moaned and groaned. Finally, my hunger was satisfied and I gazed with wonder at her swollen bumps, jutting proudly. Slowly, I kissed down her hard belly as far as I could until Beth pushed me on my back and using her athleticism, knelt over me. Her sex glistened with dew and the dark triangle of groomed hair above it framed her pussy beautifully. Oh God, she's going to ride my face, I thought excitedly and reached up, gripped her very hard butt and brought her moisture laden slit to my mouth. My tongue lazily worked through the sopping folds with very brief little swipes at her clitty. As her exquisite muscular body surged back and forth, Beth rode roughshod over my burrowing tongue. Her pungent creamy juices coated my throat as I ravenously swallowed the nectar that leaked from her gash. I was determined to let her orgasm build slowly but continually. As I devoured Beth, a finger languidly toyed with her butt hole, stroking and gently pushing on the cluster. By now my tongue flicked lightly but rapidly over her swelled nub and her movements quickened, pushing her soggy slice against my lips. With the utmost care, I sucked Beth's clit and bathed it with lightning fast whips. I gazed up and was awestruck by the sight of her beautiful hard body, gleaming with a light sheen of sweat from her exertions. Beth and Mike "Umm...umm...I'm gonna cum...oh God...it's huge...agh..." she was making guttural sounds. Carolyn had taught me well. Beth's imprisoned my head between her thighs as her body erupted above me; her pungent juices trickled into my mouth and slid down my eager throat. "Oh...oh...oh...oh..." she wailed continuously, lost in the throes of her orgasm. With Beth securely ensconced in my tender embrace we cuddled and kissed until my drooling erection throbbed with need. The head, soaked with pre-cum, glided over her muscular thigh when she pulled me on top of her and opened her hips. My cock nestled in her pussy as she held me with a look of wanton lust on her pretty face. The tart scent from Beth's pussy clung to my mouth and filtered into my nose with each heavy breath. With a mind of its own, my rock hard tool probed along her slit finding the slickness and we both watched with utter fascination as my dick slithered along her soaked crease. "Oh Mike, give it to me...oh...oh!" Beth tried to guide my cock to her hole but I was determined to make her wait and maximize the pleasure for as long possible. I kept sliding my rod along her slice, teasingly poking at the entrance of her vagina. Each probe of her depths went a little deeper until the head was firmly lodged in her silky wetness. With Beth's legs around my waist, her hips thrust upwards and in one fluid motion pulled my cock into her until I was about three quarters submerged. While the fit was snug, it felt wonderful and slowly I pumped my tool in and out of her vagina. "Oh god...you've got a big cock...ugh...ugh...," she groaned. I was blessed with an above average rod and not a day went by that I didn't thank the Almighty for my endowment. With slow deliberate movements, I drilled into Beth's slobbering hole as her panting gasps grew in intensity. The friction on my cock was mind boggling. Gradually, I quickened the pace and bored into her depths with determination but gentleness. Repeatedly, I sank my shaft into her and Beth noisily grunted her approval. "Umm...umm...uh...uh...uh..." As I reamed Beth's tight pussy with abandon, my ass rose and fell like an oil derrick. My orgasm reached its flash point as the sperm in my nuts roiled furiously and I desperately wanted Beth to climax with me. Her body moved gracefully, butt off the bed, riding my cock effortlessly, equaling each thrust with one of her own. Beth arms were tight around my neck. "Oh babe...I'm gonna cum...I'm gonna cum..." she brayed in my ear. Almost immediately the contractions in Beth's pussy gripped my cock and triggered my orgasm. Long squirts of baby batter shot deep inside her and I shook with each release. She held me so tightly, I could barely breathe as her body tensed and quaked. "Oh...oh...oh...oh...she moaned over and over. Although neither of us was a virgin, I felt like one all over again that wonderful night. I can't call it screwing or fucking because it was making love; a joining of two people with an undeniable lust and deep affection for one another. While I was unsure of Beth's true feelings, I was in love with her. There was no mistaking the emotional grip that she had on my heart and soul. **** With less than a week to go before winter break, I wracked my brain trying to come up with the perfect Christmas gift for Beth. Then it dawned on me; Carrie, maybe she confided to Carrie. Early one morning, I raced over to see Carrie. I knew Beth had an eight am final exam and Carrie would either be studying or in bed. I rapped noisily on the door until I heard a very drowsy and angry, "Yeah? Who is it?" "It's me Carrie, Mike," "What the eff do you want?" Her tone was one of extreme irritation. "I gotta ask ya something, can you let me in?" I discerned expletives being uttered through the closed door and slowly it opened to reveal a sleepy and scowling face. "This better be important or I swear Michael..." On the rare occasion she was pissed at me, she used my proper name. Carrie cinched her bath robe and plopped wearily on her bed as a big yawn escaped her mouth. "Well...what is it now?" she was clearly exasperated. "I ah...don't...ah..." I stammered. "Spit it out for chrissakes! I've been up half the night studying..." "Ok...I don't know what to get Beth for Christmas and I was hoping that maybe she said something to you and..." Carrie put her hand up stopping my flow of words and surprisingly she visibly relaxed and her tone of voice softened. "Hmm...I kinda remember her saying she wanted a gold cross...and...a chain to go with it. Ya know she's Catholic...right?" I did know and nodded my head. "I believe she wants something plain...she has one from her grandmother but it's too ornate to wear on an everyday basis...anyways that's what she told me...now can I go back to bed?" "You're sure?" "Yes!" she yelled in frustration. "Thanks Carrie!" I crowed and gave her a friendly hug. Carrie held on to me a little longer than usual and gazed at me with a fond expression on her attractive face. "I'm thrilled that you found each other...you deserve the best and...so does she..." Carried pecked my cheek but abruptly pushed me towards the door. "Now...get outta here, ya pain in the ass..." she declared with faux anger on her smiling face. My relief at discovering Beth's desire was short lived when I realized I had absolutely no expertise at choosing the correct gift. Maybe Allison, my sister would know what to buy, I thought to myself and hurried off to take a final exam. Saying goodbye to Beth on the last day of term was gut wrenching for me. She'd become a big part of my life and I'd have to wait two long weeks before I could see her over the New Years holiday. "Don't look so sad...I'll see ya soon...ok?" she said sweetly, her soft hand tenderly palming my cheek. Beth's eyes were alive with sentiment as she embraced me and pulled my lips to hers. I was in love with her and wanted to shout it to the rooftops but lacked the courage to express my feelings. The days leading up to Christmas were a whirlwind of activity at my house. With Allison in tow I shopped for my family leaving my most important purchase till last. We scoured the jewelry stores and finally found something that my sister deemed fitting; a plain gold crucifix and chain, both were understated but classy. "This is really nice...just right for everyday...it's a little pricey but I think she'll like this one..." With Allison's stamp of approval I handed the sales clerk my Visa card. During the festivities on Christmas Day, I'm sure I must have seemed distant, lost in my own world. All I could think about was Beth and how darned much I missed her. At church services, Allison took my hand and gave it a sympathetic squeeze. That simple act of kindness warmed my heart and moved me to tears. I tried to look away but she saw the moisture in my eyes and smiled. At breakfast the next morning my mom was regarding me with a look of motherly concern on her face. "Michael, are you ok? You've been awfully quiet since you got home... I hope you're not doing drugs or anything stupid like that..." "No mom...but the way I feel...I guess it's kinda like a drug..." I said with soft assurance. "Oh no...wait till your father hears about this, why he'll..." I got up from the table and went over to my mother, took her hands in mine and looked straight into her eyes. "I'm in love mom...with a really terrific girl..." My mother's entire countenance visibly relaxed. "Thank God! For a minute...I thought...did you say you were in love with someone?" "Yes," I audibly sighed. "My dear son, how do you know?" I knew with every part of my body, mind & soul. "I just know mom...I'm not sure I can explain...I want to be with her...sometimes so much that it hurts..." "Does she feel the same about you?" "I think so but I'm not positive...I guess time will tell..." Unexpectedly my mother put her arms around me and lightly kissed my cheek. "I hope so son...I hope so for your sake..." Needless to say, I was packed and ready to go days before I was due to visit Beth. In those pre Mapquest times, I took advantage of my dad's AAA card and ordered a TripTik to my destination, Ocean City New Jersey. **** As I sped over the causeway from Somers Point, my heart was beating a mile a minute. Slowly, I drove down Ocean Avenue, turned right at the third traffic light, Bay Ave. and parked in front of a neat, colonial style house. Beth must have been looking out for me because I saw the front door open and she ran to me with open arms. As I held her, a surge of emotion poured through my body. "Hey babe, I'm sooo glad you came..." she said excitedly, hugging me with her head on my chest. Inside, Beth introduced me to her mom, dad and sister Jen. After I stowed my gear in the guest room, I sat down with my beautiful girlfriend and her family for dinner. To my surprise, I wasn't nervous and had the kind of experience with good food, conversation and laughter that stayed indelibly etched in my memory. Beth's sister Jen, while a couple of years younger, was every bit as attractive with the same kind of sleek body. Sweet, funny and inquisitive, she asked me a lot of questions until Beth intervened. "Enough sis, he's mine for the rest of the night..." Jen gave her sister a playful raspberry and we all laughed. It was the start of a close friendship with Jen that has lasted to this day. Beth took my hand, squeezed it and led me into the family room. A brightly lit Christmas tree occupied a corner and she had me sit with her on the floor in front. "I have a gift for you," she said. "Ah...I have something for you too..." As we exchanged presents, I anxiously watched Beth remove the bow and wrapping paper very carefully. When she opened the velvet box, she gasped and hugged me with all her might. "Oh Mike...thank you...I wanted this...how did you know?" "Carrie," was my one word answer. From behind, I gently laid the cross and chain on Beth's chest and clasped it in back of her neck as she held her hair out of the way. "It's beautiful...I...gosh Mike..." before she finished she embraced me with bone crushing force. Beth was speechless and I was overcome with elation. I made her happy and that's all that mattered to me. Then something tumbled out of my mouth that I could no longer keep inside. "I love you Beth," I whispered in her ear. Beth gazed at me with misting eyes and pulled me tight to her body. "I love you too" she returned in a quiet voice, and kissed me with fervent desire. It was the first time either of us uttered the ultimate sentiment. I looked deep into her lovely hazel eyes and saw the depth of her feelings for me there. If her family had been elsewhere, we would have made passionate love right there in the den. Our lovemaking had to wait but our emotions were out in the open, the declarations made. Those six wondrous days with Beth will live in my memory forever. We took long romantic walks in the evening, stopping frequently to kiss and hug. In the cold pale moonlight, we'd grope each others body, unable to control our passion. True to form, in the early morning hours Beth took me for long runs on the beach and Jen would accompany us. A couple of times, I purposely lagged behind and gazed appreciatively at the two very tight little butts in front of me. Both would glance back at me with evil grins, fully aware of my ploy. A home gym occupied a small room next to the sun porch and for an hour or better after our jog, we'd hit the weights, Jen too. I enjoyed Jen's company and liked having her around us. On New Years Eve I sat with Beth and her family, wrapped up in blankets, sipping hot apple cider from a thermos and watched the extraordinary fire works display over Ocean City. Her mom, dad and Jen made a hasty exit afterwards and left us on the beach. Jen cast a wily smile and winked at us as she walked away. We made out with hot enthusiasm, our moans and groans filling the cold air. "Oh babe...I want you..." she panted in my ear. But, in spite of the heat we were generating, it was far too frigid, to remove any clothing. "Beth...I want you so much..." "Can you wait a little longer?" she asked with tender yearning, and I slowly nodded my head. "I'm just...so happy to be with you..." I blurted out and held her very tightly. Another make out session of titanic proportions ensued and Beth ground her crotch against my straining boner. My hands were on her ass, guiding her fluid movements until I felt her body shudder a few times. I had reached the edge myself and my cock erupted inside my drawers. "Mike...did you?" "Yeah," I was feeling very sheepish. Beth covered my face with kisses. "I love you," she said with heartfelt fondness, and I pulled her tight against me. I love you Beth," I voiced emotionally, my heart on my sleeve. The next day, Beth took me to an elaborate brunch at Harrah's Casino in Atlantic City. As we ate, she had a definite twinkle in her eyes and instinctively I knew something was up. "I have something special planned for us tonight..." she stated mysteriously. I knew better than to ask what she had in mind and wracked my brain trying to guess what it was. After our meal, we drove back to Ocean City and walked arm in arm on the windswept Boardwalk talking about our hopes for the future. We were both Secondary Education majors. Beth wanted to teach English and I couldn't help but think what an incredibly dynamic teacher she would be. "Do you think you'd like to teach here, in South Jersey someday...near the seashore?" she asked nervously. "Yeah, I think I'd really like that..." I said wistfully. Not only had I fallen in love with Beth but her hometown as well. However, Beth warned me that tourist season could be maddening with the big increase in population and traffic in particular. We bought warm Johnson's Carmel Popcorn and Copper Kettle fudge to take back with us. Beth informed me that her family would be gone until the following morning. Her dad was working a charter flight to Venezuela, her mom went to visit relatives in Maryland and Jen was leaving for a sleepover at a friend's. We had the house to ourselves. After everyone left, Beth prepared a delicious pasta meal and I discovered that she was also a good cook. We ate quietly, casting affectionate glances at each other. I helped Beth load the dishwasher and unable to control myself, I embraced her, laid wet kisses on her neck and nibbled her ear. "Umm...is my man feeling frisky?" she purred. "Uh huh" I moaned in her ear. As I held Beth with the side of my face pressed against hers, her lovely scent drifted into my nose. A subtle blend of body wash and perfume, she simply smelled divine. Beth pulled back and regarded me with a loving expression. "Kiss me, babe..." she commanded, and there we stood, making out in the middle of the kitchen. When we came up for air, Beth took my hand and I followed her to the unheated enclosed porch. Occupying one corner was an oversized hot tub with the cover over top. I heard the hum of the electric heater and instantly realized what she had in store for us. "You and...me...in..." I pointed at "Uh huh" she said, holding my hand in both of hers. "But...I don't have a swim..." I never got the rest of the word out. Beth's coy demeanor and alluring hazel eyes told me silently that I didn't need one. Ten minutes later, we were both sitting up to our necks in the steamy water, our naked bodies pressed close together, sipping hot apple cider laced with rum. Beth was a big fan of the Moody Blues and their greatest hits tape was playing softly in the background amidst a myriad of scented candles. It added just the right touch to a memorable romantic evening. We cuddled and spooned, our hands roaming each others body. Beth stroked my penis until I was close to cumming and I slumped against her with my head on her damp shoulder, panting up a storm. Abruptly, she stopped. "We don't want any "little swimmers" in the pool...know what I mean...I'll take care of this soon..." she said in a sexy voice, and gave my throbbing cock one last squeeze. Our skin was pruning and we exited the hot tub with Beth guiding me to her bedroom. After we toweled each others body, she put her arms around my neck, pulling my lips to hers for more kisses. Momentarily we stopped and she looked up at me with romantic eyes, eyes filled love. I thought my heart would burst as it pulsated with feelings for the brunette goddess in my arms. Beth's passionate soul took center stage that splendid night as she rode me to a succession of orgasms. I gaped with awe at her athletic body, bathed in a light gloss of sweat, moving with astonishing gracefulness on my rock hard boner. The act of intercourse took on an entirely new meaning and I heard myself scream Beth's name when my tool erupted inside her; it was that intense. The following morning I awoke with Beth in my arms, it was the last day of my visit and I was feeling the emotional pangs of separation. We showered together and our hunger for each other seemed boundless as we indulged our lust and made hot, steamy love before breakfast. I hated the thought of leaving Beth but luck was on my side. The mid-morning sky was overcast and the weatherman was calling for snow showers most of the day. I telephoned home and my sister Allison confirmed that it was already snowing there. Certainly not a good day to be on the road when a three hour drive could easily turn into six or more if the conditions worsened. Beth was ecstatic. "Babe...I get you all to myself for another day..." she said with tenderness, her eyes aglow with feeling. Another day with Beth... it was a gift from the weather gods. The happy look on Beth's pretty face deeply touched me and I hugged her tight to my body. I was madly in love with her and wanted nothing more than to spend every waking moment in her presence. Jen arrived not long after and all three of us took a long walk on the snowy beach. Back at the house, I helped Beth cook up a late brunch. I was fascinated by her expertise and wanted to learn as much as possible so that one day I could do the same for her. During a heated game of Scrabble, Jen made up the silliest words that made me howl with laughter. Beth took a more serious approach to the game and whipped our butts. However by the end, she was laughing along with us. Alas, all good things must come to an end and the next morning I was on the highway headed home. The usually dull and boring drive flew by because I was completely lost in thought, remembering my exceptional holiday with Beth & her family. On top of everything, I was completely enamored with Ocean City and the Jersey shore. Although Beth dominated my thoughts for the rest of break, I was less moody and introspective. Our relationship had become much more solid, broader in its scope and desire. We connected on a higher plateau and for the first time I was confident that Beth shared the same depth of feeling. For all of spring semester we were joined at the hip. Carrie's relationship with Doug had reached the serious phase and she spent many a night in his room at the frat house. Without question, Beth and I took advantage of Carrie's absence and our love making was deeply impassioned and...sometimes noisy. One night whilst in the throes of ecstasy, we heard loud knocking. "Hey Beth...Carrie? Is everything ok in there?" we heard a muffled voice through the closed door. It was Selena, Beth's neighbor. From that night onward we tried our best to control our vocalization.