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Geeks Rule Ch. 01

By: acup



AUTHOR'S NOTE:

Many thanks go to RF-Fast for his editing and suggestions that enhanced the story. Any bad grammar left is wholly on me and my artistic style... and a strong reliance on spell check!

LEGALESE: Don't read this if you are underage, if it is illegal in your area, if it is offensive to you, or if you cannot distinguish fiction from reality. This is a work of fiction. All characters are 18 years of age or older.

Copyright (c) 2015 by Acup

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Geeks rule!

Class reunions... UUUGGGG!

I refused to go to our fifth, but Stephanie talked me into coming to our tenth. Not that my Greek goddess would really have to work that hard at convincing me of anything if she really wanted to. She would lift an eyebrow and remind me she's Italian not Greek, but her black hair and year round bronze skin make me think of her that way. And as long as I add goddess to the end, it still makes her smile.

I did manage to put my pants on while watching her put her stockings on, her butt clenching and moving as she did. When she slipped her corset up her body and looked at me over her shoulder, "Care to help me lace up dear?" I was ready to drop them and bend this beauty over the bed. She grinned knowing exactly what I was thinking. "Uh Uhhh, later big boy."

I walked up behind her and nestled my hard cock in the crease of her ass making her sigh, then backed off to assume the chore of lacing my beautiful wife's corset with the tip of my cock between her cheeks thinking about easing forward and burying it in her. I kissed her bare shoulder a few times as I did, looking at her in the mirror.

Now Stephanie didn't really need a corset. True she had filled out a bit from high school, her tits were a bit bigger and had settled a bit, but not what I would call sagging. And of course her delicious chewy nipples still stood out there already calling my lips to them.

I finished my 'chores' and leaned in to nibble on her neck nudging a little deeper between her cheeks, "Hey gorgeous."

"Hey handsome." Stephanie reached up for the cups and folded the top of them in to let her nipples stand out, "I brought my bikini..." I looked hopefully at her in the mirror. She smiled and nodded, "The little white one..."

I pulled her close to me slipping just a little deeper between her cheeks, reaching around to cup those firmly held tits, running my fingers over her hardening nipples as I closed my eyes and was instantly transported back to high school...

******

Picture a small southern Wisconsin town, the exact name and place unimportant, primarily rural with some industry and a small state college. Several little grade schools, three middle schools, and one high school and you get the picture. Although it did grow enough to expand to a second high school in my junior year when the catholic school closed.

Now picture a little town nearby that had one school, covering all grades. THATS WHERE I STARTED OUT.

I spent my first seven years of school in that small town going to that little school, living on the edge of town with next door literally being a corn field. Needless to say, most of us were pretty self sufficient and self entertaining. Had to be.

That all changed when Dad bought a junk yard and we moved closer to 'The Big City.'

We were still out on the edge of town, but now there was a lot more to do, if I wanted to ride my bicycle five miles into town. Now going in wasn't too bad, but since we lived at the top of a fairly big hill, coming home meant pedaling in low gear or walking the bike up the hill. It was a toss up what was faster on any given day. My imagination said it was faster pedaling with a tail wind, but sometimes I think my imagination was trying to get the better of me...

The other fun part was for as much of a motor head as Dad was, I wasn't. I was a geek. Although we weren't called that back then, just a lot of other interesting names.

Now being the only son, I was promptly enslaved to help out in the junk yard whenever I wasn't doing something for Mom at home. And since I wasn't into cleaning and painting the new house, I left that to Mom and my sister.

After a while Dad finally realized, when you need a stereo installed, call Bill. You need some new outlets or a phone line worked on, call Bill. You need an engine or rear end changed, Bill could do it in a pinch. You need to figure out why your engine was running rough, CALL SOMEONE ELSE, DON'T CALL BILL. 

But that same talent made things both easier and more difficult at school.

It started out just fixing the projector a couple times when it broke down in class, instead of waiting on someone from the media department to come look at it. By mid way though my freshman year of high school, I was one of those media center people, and pretty much had free reign of the school if I wasn't in class.

That also got me recruited into the theater department to help build sets and set up lighting. The painting again I left to others, I still had no patience for it.

For all of this, I wasn't into sports or exercise. I did the minimum in Phys. Ed. The wrestling coach tried to get me to go out for the team, and I had the muscles from working in Dad's junk yard, but I wasn't into it. I spent my younger years looking after myself and didn't feel the need to hang out with any particular crowd, or dress in the latest styles.

So there I was. I didn't fawn over the prima donna's, but they didn't want to piss off their lighting guy. I could care less about the jocks, but I was the one taping their games for them to review later. And I wasn't the kid of a business manager or a big farmer, I was the junk yard owners kid that didn't give a damn about cars as long as the one I was driving was running.

I was the most popular unpopular guy in school.

The nice part of it was there was a group of us students that helped run the media center with the supervision of a staff member, and among them was Stephanie. I didn't really notice Stephanie at first, she was just there when I was most of the time. We'd talk and kid around, help each other out on projects or home work.

Sometimes she'd be standing behind me, leaning into me. Her nice sized tits pressing into my back or shoulder, the hint of her perfume tickling my nose. I would love those days, but not as much as days the role was reversed. Standing up behind her, leaning down to put my head beside her, allowing me to inhale the scent of her shampoo or get a nice look down her top at her cleavage and maybe a bit of bra every once in a while.

But for as much as I enjoyed being around Stephanie, for some reason seeing Debbie just got me all wound up.

Debbie's Dad owned the Ford dealership in town, and the John Deere dealership on the edge of town. That made her the queen of the school in both the rural and town kids' eyes. She was a pretty girl, but not gorgeous. She wasn't extremely busty, but she was the head of the cheerleaders. And it wasn't a party if Debbie wasn't invited to it.

I was at the opposite end of the spectrum as far as she and her friends were concerned. Her dad had the dealership and mine the junk yard. Oh and of course she was dating the quarterback... of course!

That didn't stop me from enjoying her from afar. If there was a party needing a DJ I would see if I had room between other things to squeeze it in. If Debbie was going to be there heaven help anything that was in conflict because it was getting dumped from the schedule.

And through it all was Stephanie, there are none so blind as those that won't see.

When I had to tape a game, most of the time she was near by, or would take over for me when I ran to the bathroom and to grab something to eat. And without a second thought, I would bring her something back for her as well. But no mustard in anything for her.

When I was setting lights for a show, Stephanie would be up in the booth on the other end of the headset turning things up and down for me as I set and adjusted. On show nights she would wander in sometime between the first few acts and keep me company. I even began put a few Dr. Pepper's in my cooler for her, along with my Pepsi.

When the show was over, I'd start pack things up and she'd head for Denny's ahead of me. She would have my late night breakfast waiting on me, scrambled eggs, sausage links, not patties, and an English muffin with peanut butter.

When there was a dance where I was the DJ, every once in a while she would get someone to mind the record players enough to drag me out on the floor for a slow dance because she knew I didn't do any fast dances. I really didn't mind her close to me, feeling her chest against mine, her back in my palm and maybe even feeling the catch on her bra. if I imagined it properly. I could catch the scent of her shampoo in my nose and I could even say I would even notice her perfume on my shirt later.

But let me see Debbie and the jock on the dance floor, and I was a hawk and played as few slow songs as I could get away with.

The thing that began to break the ties Debbie had on me began in of all places, a swim meet our senior year.

Our team was going to regionals for the first time since I had been there, and I was assigned to tape the events of for school.

I was set up on the scaffolding along with two other crews, why it took three guys to do one man's job was beyond me... until the ladies came in. I then discovered we had the best position to enjoy the ladies strutting below us in their one piece swim suits!

Now these weren't your Sports Illustrated cover models and suits, but they were girls we knew; covered in thinnnnn swimsuits. And those swim suits left very little to the imagination. High cut legs showing those thighs and hips clinging to what looked like bare mounds and my mind said there was plenty of camel toe there as well even if the view was from a distance.

And then those trim waists came up to... those tits! All shapes and sizes, but mostly small to medium, only two big chested girls and they moved soooo nicely when they walked. I had been panning back and forth across the girls, doing my best not to zoom in on all the good parts, knowing others would see the tapes later, when one of the girls waived to us.

The guy next to me was in heaven thinking she waived at him so I panned back and zoomed in... IT WAS STEPHANIE!

I looked up over the camera to be sure. She grinned and waved seeing the look on my face. "Stephanie..."

The other guys looked at me, "you know her?"

"Um... yeah, I work with her in the Media Center. I didn't know she was a swimmer." She had never mentioned it...

I was suddenly the king of the media guys, actually knowing one of the scantily covered babes below us. I had to grin, that did accurately describe the display of feminine specimens below us.

The meet got started, and I was enjoying all the wet women below and in my monitor, trying not to linger too long on some of those cold hard nipples coming out of the pool. Stephanie was in the third race, standing up on the block, bending over to grab the front edge, wiggling her butt in the air to get it juuuust right. I wonder if anyone ever thought to film from BEHIND the starting blocks!

Stephanie came in second in her race, but that's not what caught my attention. What caught my attention as when she got out of the water she wasn't in a big rush to pull her suit out of the crack of her butt! Bending over to grab her ankles like she was stretching, then standing back up sideways to us and looking at me over her shoulder as she ran her fingers in the back of her suit to pull it out. And I would swear she held it out there a little longer than the other girls letting some cheek show before letting it snap back into place when it was 'supposed' to be. Butt that was probably just my imagination... get it... BUTT!

A couple of races later and there she was again, wiggling that butt in the air. But this time when she was done with the race, she turned to face us, putting her leg up on a chair to dry it off.

Oh those were definitely some nice C cups, and there was obviously some decent nipples trying to escape. But when Stephanie looked up and spread her legs to dry her thighs, she looked directly at me. She knew I was seeing her suit pulled up tight against her pussy. She stopped there for just a few seconds longer than necessary, then grinned and went back to wiping down while talking with one of her girlfriends on the team.

And that show was purely for me. The other guys were concentrating on girls from their schools, and I was definitely going to make a copy of this tape for myself.

I had almost gotten her out of my mind watching the smorgasbord of jiggling butts and bouncing chests by the time we broke for lunch. We were locking things down and shutting down the recorders when the scaffolding began shaking. One of the guys looked down the side and muttered, "Holy shit!"

Moments later Stephanie's head popped up with a paper bag in her teeth. She hooked a leg over and then handed me the bag with a smile revealing the cleavage the bag had been hiding, "I figured you'd forget to bring lunch."

All I could do was stare at her, she had just climbed the scaffolding in her swim suit with a towel clipped around her waist. Her chest was rising and falling sooo nicely in front of me... there definitely were some firm nipples under there!

"Earth to Steve..."

"Oh, sorry Stephanie, you caught me by surprise."

She turned to the other guys, "You better get a move on guys. The line was already forming, if you hurry you might get back before the races start after the lunch break."

I had to give it to the guys, it was a hard decision between food and standing next to a barely dressed woman. But her pulling our hot dogs out made up their mind. Plain with ketchup for me and loaded with chili and onions for Stephanie. They scrambled down the side, headed for the concession stands.

Stephanie sat down long enough to set her hot dog out, then went to my cooler, leaving her towel spread on the chair. She bent over at the waist in front of me; leaving that thinly covered butt just inches from my nose. Then she stood up with that suit up the crack of her butt still just inches from my nose.

But when she turned around... there was that barely covered pussy right in front of me, and yes there was a nice camel toe, and no there was no sign of hair under that suit. It was a good thing I was sitting down right now.

"Expecting someone?"

"Hmmm?" I said looking up to her face, well I almost got there. She had one bottle of Pepsi, and a bottle of Dr. Pepper. But she was holding them just outside of those wonderful mounds, there was DEFINITELY some nipples trying to escape there! "I guess I just packed it out of habit." Reaching for my bottle and doing my best to act like I hadn't been staring at her chest and wishing I was taking her nipples between my fingers instead of the bottle.

Stephanie sat back down and dug into her chili dog, and for a usually neat person, she was having a hell of a time with it, dribbles of chili in her cleavage, and later on her thighs. I was watching her fingers dive into her cleavage making her tits jiggle. I was so wishing it were my hands doing more than hunting for chili. When she dribbled on her thighs, I was so much thinking about kneeling down and licking them clean in spite of the onions. And I HATE onions!

We finished our hot dogs and were just chatting, Stephanie looking out over the pool with her arms back over the chairs beside her, me stealing glances at her lovely body in profile and her delicious mounds and nipples I particular. We felt the scaffold moving and Stephanie stood up and wrapped her towel around her waist before the guys got back up there.

I looked at the clock, "Aw hell, I have to run to the bathroom. Can one of you guys run my camera for the first race? I'm not going to make it back in time."

They didn't have a chance to respond, "You go ahead, I'll handle it. I don't have another race until the last relay." Stephanie responded, then leaned over to start the recorder giving me a look straight down her swim suit; seeing her tits and nipples hanging there barely contained in her suit and that wonderful cleavage I had been thinking about getting my hands into.

She stood back up to the camera and turned to the other guys. "You guys don't mind me hanging out here for a while do you?"

There were all sorts of agreements as they began turning on their equipment while trying to watch Stephanie.

As I expected, I didn't make it back before the start of the race, so I sat below and watched her while I could, then climbed up the scaffold as soon as the race was over.

"Hey handsome, it's all yours. I have to get back down and get ready for the relay race." Stephanie went past me, and in spite of having plenty of room, I felt her tits and nipples drag across my back as she went behind me. She stopped with one leg over the rail to crawl down, her suit stretched tight across her pussy with the gap in the towel. "Denny's after the meet?"

"Sure."

"Okay, I'll meet you here after the meet. I rode the bus over. I'll tell coach you need a hand disassembling things, and can give me a ride back."

"Works for me."

Stephanie grinned and dropped over the side and climbed down. I stared straight down into that jiggling cleavage as she descended. If I was king of the media guys before, I was GOD of the media guys now. I had her up here helping me, she was going to help tear down, AND go for a date afterward.

I didn't call it a date, but evidentially these guys were a bit hard up, anything more than a shared bottle of pop was a date in their book.

The girls didn't do to bad, missing first place by three points, but since they hadn't even made the regionals the last two years, they took it for the victory it was.

The other guys were out of there in a heart beat relaying things down and scurrying out after the girls telling themselves they were going to get lucky this afternoon. I chuckled and had the equipment back in the cases and was lowering the recorder down when Stephanie reappeared at the base of the scaffold. Still in her suit but added a pair of shorts. Still a nice view into her cleavage from up here!

By the time we had everything on the cart and rolled it out to my car, and loaded, most of the crowd had vanished so we didn't have a long slow drive out of the lot. Something we'd learned from the football games. Take your time packing and loading. It was less stressful than inching forward in traffic trying to get out of the stadium.

We had no more gotten out on the street and Stephanie pulled her jacket off and then grabbed a halter top from her bag and slips it over her head. Then she shrugs her suit straps off her shoulders and pulls the suit down around her waist leaving her tits barely covered by the halter just hanging from her neck.

The next part almost made me wreck my car. She put her hands under her halter and gave her tits a good massage and squeeze, pulling and tugging them all over the place. I was getting quite the side view of bare tits, and I thought I even saw a bit of nipple.

"MAN I'm glad to be out of that thing. I really should have gotten a new one this year. I forgot how much of a weggie they give you when they get too small!"

Of course this was being said as she leaned forward to tie the halter behind her, and I KNOW I got a nice nipple flash when she did that. And again when she leaned forward to slip her shorts down, and again when she slid her skirt over her feet and then braced between the back of the seat and floorboard, arching herself up to pull it up. Then her thinly covered mound was on display again and her pussy was trying to eat the crotch out of her suit!

I don't know if it was a blessing or a curse that I had to deal with traffic pulling into Denny's when she pulled her suit out from under her skirt and slid her thong on... Man oh MANNN! I was so hard I couldn't even blink.


Geeks Rule Ch. 01



We chatted a bit as we ate, "So how come you never said you were a swimmer?" I asked while trying not to get caught enjoying some nice cleavage from across the table.

She shrugged, "I guess it never came up, would it have mattered?"

"Not really. I mean, I guess I just never had a clue with you hiding that bod under regular tops and jeans." I think that was the first time I'd seen Stephanie blush. "Come to think of it, I think this is the first time I've seen you in anything other than regular tops and jeans."

"Is that bad?"

I blatantly looked down and back up her body this time, what I could see of it any way, "Not in my book."

Stephanie seemed pleased with that answer.

I dropped her off at her house after dinner and non-specific chatting and my occasional sneak peak at her body, She turned to go in, then turned back and gave me a quick kiss on the cheek before running into the house. I smiled all the way home.

Stephanie had quite the spring in her step the following weeks, and took to wearing looser tops and even the occasional skirt on warmer days. I felt myself enjoying time with her more and more, but then Debbie would walk by and my mind would begin to wander down that old path again. It was quite the see saw of emotion.

It was a nice spring, not long 'til to graduation, and Stephanie came up to me during last period. "Hey Steve, they're playing the new enhanced version of Star Wars this weekend down at the mall. I was wondering, I really don't like to go to movies by myself and..."

I smiled at her, "and you would like for me to go with you?"

"If you don't mind."

"I think it would be fun. How about we do an evening show and get a bite to eat before? Maybe even something a bit fancier than Denny's?"

"There is a new restaurant out on the east end of town."

"Pick you up Friday around five?"

She bit her lip a little, batted her lashes and said, "Okay!"

The old beater got a wash and a vacuum, even if it didn't make it any fancier; but at least it was presentable.

I slipped on a clean pair of jeans and a decent shirt, a dash of after shave, and made it over to Stephanie's a few minutes early.

When Stephanie opened the door I could only stare. Stephanie was in a lovely light blue halter dress. She had done a little something with her hair and makeup, but nothing extravagant. From the smile on her face it must have had the effect on me she was going for.

I managed to not trip over my own feet as I walked her to the car, my hand reveling in touching her bare back. Drinking in her legs as she got in the car, and even more so when I got in and realized she hadn't pulled her skirt down from mid thigh. How I made it to the Marriott without running into something is a mystery, and to this day it is something Stephanie reminds me of when she catches me staring at her.

The meal was good, the conversation went in one ear and out the other, her company was beyond comparison. Stephanie in that halter dress, and me stealing glances at her lovely chest and cleavage. Knowing she wasn't wearing a bra and yet not seeing those nipples pop out that I saw after the swim meet.

Many months later I discovered the wonderful outfits I could get her to wear due to the miracle of built in bras. I was almost murdered years later when I removed that layer from a couple of her outfits without her knowledge. But that night out and her dancing with those nipples free, was worth it. Every once in a while when we're away from home, she would do it on purpose just for me. 

But back to my walking around in a daze...

A short drive over to the theater, thanking the inventor of the bench seat all the way and wanting to go around the block a few times just to keep her beside me.

Standing in line for tickets we were bumping into each other from the crowd, and then her hand was in mine. But this wasn't like up in the media center giving her a hand up or something, this was Stephanie beside me, her fingers intertwined with mine, the side of her tit mashed flat against my arm...

We stopped at the concession for pop and popcorn before we found our seats. The movie had barely started and Stephanie surprised me again, seems this theater had armrests that flipped up. She lifted my arm and snuggled under, laying my arm across her chest. All I would have to do is let it settle a bit and I would have her nipple under my wrist.

As tempted as I was, I just cupped the side of her tit and felt her relax against me, sharing our pop and popcorn, stealing looks down at her, and then realizing I didn't have to steal them with where she was sitting. Sliding my hand up to her shoulder allowed me to see her cleavage and watch her jiggle as she jumped at the movie. She even leaned her head against my arm once I had it on her shoulder. I was thrilled watching her pull her top open a bit to retrieve an errant piece of popcorn and suddenly wishing for a lot more light.

It could have been the worst chick flick ever and I wouldn't have seen a second of it. I just closed my eyes and held her, lightly stroked her bare shoulder, inhaling her scent. I held my breath and leaned down to lightly kiss the top of her ear. If she noticed, she didn't react...

We stayed in this position while the credits rolled and the theater emptied, then slowly strolled back to my car, arms around each others waist. I opened the car door for her, and as she sat down I thought I saw a bit of panty before she swung her other leg in, but wasn't sure in the dark.

Stephanie was already in the middle when I got in my side. As soon as I pulled out she wrapped her arm around mine and leaned on my shoulder, "Can we make a stop on the way home?"

"Sure, where to?"

"My sisters house, they're out of town and I haven't checked on the cat today," she said leaning her head back to look at me.

I smiled and decided to take a chance and gave her forehead a quick peck, "Which way?"

Stephanie gave me directions as her other hand joined her first on my arm. I thank god for whoever invented automatic transmissions, allowing me to rest my hand on her bare thigh as we drove, knowing my pinkie was mere inches from her pussy. Sitting that close, she laid her left hand along the inside of my right leg. I have never been harder in my life.

Her sisters' house was in a nice neighborhood, and the cat seemed glad to see her right up until the time the food went in the bowl, then we were ignored.

I got the dime tour of a very well appointed house, not extravagant, but nicely comfortable. "And out here is the whole reason I come over here."

She flipped a switch and the pool lit up. It was a long pool, perfect for swimming laps. And off to one side was a Jacuzzi, with a light steam coming up off the warm water.

"NICE!"

Stephanie turned backwards and took both my hands leading me out onto the deck, "Want to go for a swim?"

"I um, that is we don't have..."

"I keep a suit here, and I could get you one of my brothers pair of trunks." She dropped my hands and reached behind her neck, "Then again we could always go without." The top of her dress dropped to her waist revealing the chest I had been trying to ogle all night. A little push with her fingers and she was standing there in light blue panties and shoes. She turned and stepped out of the shoes, then dove into the pool, swimming underwater down to the far end, flipping around with a racing turn against the far wall and swimming back.

Stephanie stopped a few feet short of the end treading water in the light, ripples in the water keeping me from seeing her lovely body. "Come on in."

First off I had a RAGING hard on. Then the truth, "I never learned how to swim."

Stephanie stood up, the water only coming to her waist and sheeting off her tits, nipples hardening in the night air. "It's only three feet on this end," hands on hips making no effort to hide herself.

"Okay." I turned to strip and put my stuff on a chair and hide my hard on tenting my shorts. At the last minute I debated on turning and easing my way into the COLD water with it sticking out or jumping in and having some sense of dignity... jumping in won hands down even if it wasn't all that graceful. 

"FUCK THAT'S COLD!" My hard on was now GONE, standing up to get part of my body out of the freezer, was not a problem now.

Stephanie pulled me down into the water, "It'll get better if you get down in," setting down herself while grinning at me.

I settled in wishing for calm clear water to look at her. She grinned, catching me trying to look. She brushed against me as she flipped and pushed off the wall going for a few more laps, flipping every time in front of me, those panties doing just enough of a job for me to not be able to see her pussy, and only the cold water keeping me from getting another raging hard on.

Stephanie finished her laps coming up beside me, her nipples hiding just under the water. "Ready for the Jacuzzi?"

"Yes!" I said quickly making her giggle.

Stephanie walked up the steps, and I was right behind her when her ass cleared the water. I stopped cold as her now practically sheer panties clung to her ass right up the crack defining her cheeks like a second skin. She turned at the top giving me a profile of tit and hard nipple, "Coming?" she asked grinning. I managed to get moving and catch up, my hard on making a come back with a vengeance. Only my getting in the Jacuzzi right behind her saved me.

We settled in with her giggling at my groaning as the hot water surrounded us. "Not a pool person I take it."

I looked at her watching me, searching for something.

I kicked my head back and closed my eyes, "Never really had one near by unless you wanted to ride your bike all the way into the city pool, and then have a hot bike ride back up hill. Always seemed a bit of a waste. Once I got my license I had too many other things going on to think about swimming."

"Not even to check out the girls in their bikinis?" she asked with a grin in her voice.

'I did a few times, but decided not to prolong the torture. I'm just the geek from the media center, not some jock or rich kid. My dad owns the junk yard." I grinned knowing my Dad would be cringing at my words.

"What?"

"Nothing..."

"Whhhhaaat?"

"It's my Dad, I say junk yard and he scowls and says 'automotive recycling center'."

She chuckled at that. I felt water move and then her hand on my arm, "You're not some weak geek you know?"

I raised and flexed my arm, "Too many summers spent working in the junk yard. Tossing tires and pulling parts. I guess I should be thankful I'm not like Terry I guess." Man I could have used a hot tub like this after some of those days, that's for sure! Feeling all the tension ooze from my body...

We chuckled at that. Terry was a great guy, but he WAS the typical geek, about fifteen years old, thirty pounds over weight and an expert on anything related to computers. .

"No girlfriends?"

"No, no girlfriends." I lifted my right arm and put it around her neck as I felt her settle next to me, letting my finger come to rest in her cleavage, lazily stoking the inside of her left tit. "A few dates here and there. A few real, but most were dares from the crowd of in girls."

"So why go on them if you knew it?"

"At first it was just because they asked, not realizing they were dares. Then just to have someone to go out with on occasion. But they were all so shallow. All that glamour was only skin deep. If it wasn't the latest fashion or who's who in Hollywood they didn't have a clue. It became more torture than fun so I just thew myself deeper into other stuff, theater, media center, you know."

"So no one special..."

I let my fingers dip down a bit closer to her nipple, wanting to reach down and cup her tit. "There was only one..."

"Oh..." putting her hand on my thigh. "Fess up." Even in that hot water my hard on was coming back again thinking about how close her hand was.

"Mmmmm, a beautiful woman, no a goddess. Her smile lights up a room, her perfume and shampoo heaven, watching her walk into or out of a room enchanting, a woman I can have an intelligent conversation with..."

"Still seeing her?"

"Every day and never."

"Never?"

"I see her walk by almost every day."

"And you never said anything, why?"

I laid there totally relaxed in the hot water still babbling like an idiot, "Truthfully, scared shitless."

"Of what?"

I chuckled, "Her laughing at me. As long as I didn't say anything I could at least be near her. If I said something and she laughed at me, I would be tortured in knowing she was that close and yet unavailable."

"She's from school..." Stephanie said softly.

I froze, realizing I had been rambling on, totally relaxed and off guard in the hot water.

I just sat there, eyes still closed wishing I could take back the last ten minutes of conversation, make like it never happened.

I felt Stephanie move and settle on my thighs, her hands resting on my chest. I opened them to see her staring at me. "It's Debbie isn't it?" she said slowly like she didn't want to say it.

For a moment I was going to say yes, and then realized I had been describing Stephanie, beautiful lovely Stephanie. I just shook my head.

She looked a bit confused, "Then who?"

Man what a way to fuck up a beautiful evening. I couldn't back out now, but in a few moments she was going to be laughing and that would be it. The last few months of school soon to be turned into a living hell. I reached up and brushed a strand of hair from her eyes, then let my hand dip to cup her chin and run my thumb across her lips. Those lips so close. Those lips I would never get to taste.

I closed my eyes and waited for it. I could feel a flutter run through her body, she was trying to keep from laughing...

Her hand came off my chest, I was going to get slapped I bet... oh well.

Stephanie was pulling my hand off her chin... and down to her tit, making me cup the side of it. My eyes flew open to see her leaning in close before her lips touched mine.

I froze for a second realizing she was kissing me, really kissing me. My hand went around her back as the other went to her butt, holding her close. That kiss seemed to last forever... She pulled back smiling and stood to get out, then reached out for my hand. "Let's go inside," she said with a twinkle in her eye.

We stopped to dry each other off, just enough to keep from dribbling all over the floor before she led me upstairs to a room with a big four poster canopy bed. She turned to me and wrapped her arms around me cocking her head to one side. I leaned down to kiss her and wrap mine around her. Feeling her skin to skin with me, her hard nipples in my chest, the heat of her pussy against my hard cock was more of a thrill than any wet dream to date. Stephanie was moving a bit back and forth against it enjoying the feeling of me against her mound. I was literally reveling in the feeling of her next to me.

Stephanie broke the kiss and sat back on the bed, then scooted back and laid out. Arms spread, knee up, not hiding anything but what her wet panties were covering. I just had to stare at the beauty laid out before me, only her smile and crooking her finger at me broke the spell. I grinned and crawled in beside her, then rolling partially on top of her to resume that kiss. Slipping a hand between us to cup her tit and roll her nipple between my fingers.

Her groan into my mouth told me she was enjoying my playing, and I continued the kiss for as long as I could, but then I couldn't wait any longer. I broke the kiss and began working my way down her neck, tasting a subtle mixture of chlorine and her sweat. Kissing and tasting her, working my way down to the tit I wasn't playing with, kissing up that firm mound of flesh.

And then it was in front of me, that firm rubbery nipple. Watching it harden even more making her areola crinkle up as I breathed on it was intoxicating. I was taking too long admiring it, her hand on the back of my head encouraging me to her.

And then it was between my lips, sucking and nibbling on nirvana. Cupping my hand around her tit not wanting to release this little bit of heaven, then realizing I had another one to nibble on. Back and forth between them, sometimes quickly, sometimes slowly, nibbling and even nipping a bit until Stephanie pushed me off.

"My turn..." Stephanie began kissing me, but quickly began kissing down my belly toward my aching cock. She turned sideways and put her hands on the elastic of my shorts and looked over her shoulder.

"Oh," I lifted my hips and let her pull my shorts down. She stared at my hard cock a bit, then tentatively reached out and curled her fingers around it. "Oh fuck..." I groaned, feeling her grip my cock. This wasn't going to last long without some distraction. I reached over and cupped her panty covered ass as she began slowly stroking me.

Stephanie kissed the end of my cock and I gripped her ass making her giggle. She took the head between her lips and I put my hand inside her panties, she took more of it in and I started pulling her panties down as best I could. Stephanie came off my cock grinning, then rolled onto her back with her head on my belly. She braced herself between the bed and my stomach and peeled her panties off and tossed them at me.

I inhaled her aroma as she began sucking me down, but I only lasted a few strokes, "I'M CUMMING!!"

I expected her to pull off, but instead she grabbed my balls and milked me for everything I had. Sucking and licking until I was in sensory overload and had to pull her off while I was still twitching.

I laid there a bit trying to regain my senses and breathing, my pinkie barely between her pussy lips while she was slowly stroking my softening cock. Then she was giggling at making me jump when she leaned forward to lick a drop of oozing cum from my wilting cock.

I was about three quarter recovered when she dragged her body over mine, stopping to run her nipple between my lips. "I think we need a shower."

I managed to roll out of bed and follow her. Seeing her step under the water, watching it cascade down her body rejuvenated me somehow, that and her holding out her scrunchie for me to wash her. I soaped her up and down, making sure to get every part clean. Listening to her soft moans as I washed her hair with the tip of my cock against her ass was wonderful. Turning around and feeling her soapy tits in my back as she washed me, and her hard wet nipples dragging across my back when she did my hair; almost had me cumming on the wall.

We managed to dry off and pull some robes on. "I'm hungry, Want a sandwich?" she said as she disappeared. I followed her to the kitchen, sitting at the island watching her pull stuff from the frig. "Ham or Turkey?"

"Ham."

"Cheese?"

"Swiss?"

"Coming up."

I watched her work, moving and jiggling under her robe, and when it came open she looked down with her hands full, looked at me grinning, then did a little shoulder shake to make it come completely open and settle outside her tits. I was about ready to cum again. "You are ornery."

"Have to keep your attention." She said with a grin and a wink, while setting my plate down and giving my cock a squeeze through my robe.

I took the other plate from her hand and sat it down, pulling my robe open and pulling her to me between my knees. "You've had it since I first saw you in the media center." I kissed the top of each tit, then began to nibble toward her nipple.

Stephanie pulled my head against her tit, then jumped back shaking her finger at me and scrambling back to her plate. "And who's ornery now?" grinning but not bothering to cover her body.

We ate, I looked at her tits, she looked at my cock, I tried to look at her pussy, she grinned. We finished our sandwiches and Stephanie pulled me to the family room, turning on the gas fireplace and settling back on the deep couch. A pat on the cushion beside her told me where she wanted me.




Geeks Rule Ch. 01



I sat down and she snuggled in under my arm, but unlike the theater she brought my hand right down to cup her tit, nipple between thumb and finger. That was followed by a nice grip on my firming cock like a joystick, slowly stroking me.

"So why didn't you ever try anything with me?"

"Like I said, afraid to loose the little bit of heaven I had."

I felt her take a breath and she stopped stroking me, "I'm not that."

"You are all that and more. A beautiful intelligent woman that doesn't flaunt it."

"But I don't..." I put a finger across her lips.

"You don't even realize it, how sexy you are. The way you carry yourself. You do and dress the way you want, not what others think you should. I relished every peek I got of you."

"Peek?" squeezing my cock.

I chuckled as she was still stroking even if she was squeezing. "Guilty. I relished the days you worked the console at the beginning of the hour. Being able to lean over and get a whiff of your shampoo or perfume. And the days you wore button up shirts..."

"What about them?"

"Mmmm, I could get a glimpse of cleavage and what ever bra you were wearing, and when you reached up for the number seven tape deck I usually got a nice glimpse of bra covered tit as well."

"YOU DIDN'T!"

"Mmmm, I especially liked the little white lace front clasp one with the flowery edges. It's just thin enough to let your areola show... if I happened to be looking that is."

Stephanie kept stroking me, "Oh you little pervert, looking down some innocent girl's shirt."

I tipped her head and kissed her neck, "Only yours babe, only yours."

Stephanie turned her head to look at me, then stretched to kiss me, "If only we had known about each other back then..."

"Back then?"

She shrunk down a bit, "Uh uh..."

I took her nipple between my fingers, "Uh uh hell. I told you mine, you fess up."

"But..." I took her other nipple between my fingers and rolled and pulled on them. "Oh that's not fair..."

I release my grip on her nipples and just cupped and squeezed her tits.

She settled back against me, "You remember setting up for Arsenic and Old Lace?"

"Vaguely."

"You were setting lights, and the janitors didn't turn the air conditioning on."

"Oh yeah."

"You had me on the backstage controls instead of up in the booth while you raised and lowered the pipes setting lights. Shirt off and muscles sweating..."

"And that was a good thing...?" letting my thumb run back and forth across her hardening nipples.

"Mmmm, the way you pulled the ropes and worked the counter weights effortlessly. Not like the jocks working out flexing and showing off for their clique, just doing what needed to be done so effortlessly."

"I remember you sweating a little as well, that nice lace bra showing against your thin top."

"I was trying to keep it from showing."

"Why do you think I had you holding the ropes while I added counterweights instead of setting the brake." I could smell the aroma of her pussy, "Are you thinking about me sweating, or are you thinking about me looking at your sweaty chest trying to see if your nipples were standing out?"

Her nipples hardened even more between my fingers. Either way I slid out from under her laying her back on the couch kissing her. I kissed her neck on down to her tit and then nipple. But I didn't stop at her nipple, I started down her belly as she caught my head and lifted it to look at me, "You don't have to do that just because I did."

I took her hand and kissed her palm, "I've been wanting to do this for quite a while."

Her eyes sparkled and she grinned as she lifted her leg and turned on the couch spreading and presenting herself to me, laid back on her open robe. I guess I stared at her for too long since she covered herself. I took her hands from her pussy and lightly kissed her mound making her draw a quick breath.

I kissed her mound, I kissed her thighs, I licked at the crease between her mound and thigh; feeling a hint of stubble. I took my thumbs and spread her lips at the wonder before me, my first pussy up close...

I tentatively flicked my tongue across her pussy, hoping her taste was as good as her aroma. I was wrong, it was thousands of times better. Slowly licking up one side and down the other, dipping my tongue as deep into her as I could. Shifting my thumbs up a bit to make her clit pop out, marveling at something I had felt a few times, but only seen close up in a magazine.

It worked just like the stories in Penthouse said, I slowly enveloped it in my lips hearing Stephanie gasp so I figured I did it right. Alternating between sucking and nibbling with my lips, shifting around to hold her open with one hand. Feeling her clench as I slipped a finger between her lips against the top of her pussy, her pussy clenching around my finger as I find that little rough patch. I loved feeling Stephanie clamp and convulse around me, her pussy flowing with the sweetest nectar known to man and me accepting every drop I can get.

I kept her going as long as my tongue could stand, then let her flop back licking her juices from my fingers. Seeing her start to ooze from between her dark lips, I had to lean in and lick more from her, hearing a squeak and twitch as I ran my tongue up between her wet lips and over her clit.

I pulled the cushions from behind her and rotated her back on the couch using the cushion for a pillow. I dropped my robe and laid beside my naked goddess pulling the comforter from the back of the couch to cover us. I had only planned to cuddle and snuggle a bit...

I woke to the morning sun and Stephanie cuddled in beside me. I kissed her forehead after brushing her hair back. She moaned a bit and snuggled in tighter. I cupped the tit on my chest and then ran my finger across her nipple before circling the edge of her areola. Stephanie smiled and looked up, "Morning."

"Morning," I said back kissing her forehead again. "I think we're in deep shit."

"How so?" reaching down for my firming cock.

"Neither one of us made it home last night."

She giggled, "Not me, I just crashed at my sisters." I was about to say something when my tummy growled turning her giggles to full blown laughter. "Hungry for something?" Stephanie cupping the tit I was playing with and lifting it toward my mouth.

"Always, but I think I need food first."

We rolled out, and I just stared at her stretching in the sunshine. Stephanie reached for her robe but I caught her hand and stopped her. "Don't, I don't know when I'll see you like this again. I want all I can get." Standing to pull her close, my cock rapidly firming up in between her legs.

"Since you asked so nicely," reaching down to grip my cock before walking to the kitchen. She looked in the fridge and cupboards. "What do you want for breakfast? Sis had some kids cereal and some eggs."

"Juice and toast?"

"That I can do." Stephanie popped the bread down and poured us each a glass of orange juice.

As she turned back to the toaster I couldn't help myself. I stepped up behind her putting my arms around her belly, then sliding my hands up to cup her tits. "I wish this didn't have to end."

She wiggled her butt back against my cock and put her hands on top of mine. "Me too. How about next weekend, they'll be in New York for another two weeks. We could have a pool party."

"Who are we inviting to the party?"

"Just us."

"No swim suits allowed?"

"Only after dark, but no clothes in the house."

"Plan on being nibbled on," nipping at her neck.

She turned in my arms, opening her thighs enough to let my firming cock slip up against her damp pussy lips. "I'll count on it," as she pivoted back and forth, her wet lips now around my cock and the stubble on her mound doing a number on me.

"OH FUCK..." I gripped her waist trying not to cum after all the build up last night. Stephanie dropped to her knees and took me between her lips just as I was letting go. Watching a goddess on her knees in the morning sun taking you in is one of the most wonderful sights on earth. Seeing her grin and enjoy herself with your cock between her lips is almost more than a man should be allowed to enjoy.

Seeing her with her head tipped back sucking my cock down almost got me hard again. Stephanie got me moving back to a stool before my legs gave out, then stood up with a grin and buttered my toast, handing it and my juice to me. All the while grinning with a drop of my cum on the corner of her lips.

"Um Stephanie, you've got some... Um that is..." I motioned to the corner of my lips.

"Oh," and looked me right in the eye as she stuck her tongue out and licked it off, "good to the last drop."

I about choked on my juice when Stephanie giggled.

She leaned over and gave me a kiss, then grinned. "We need a shower, you smell like me and I smell like you."

I could be just as ornery as she could. I dropped my hand to her crotch and ran a finger between her lips and then brought it to mine to lick her juices off, making her gasp when my finger went through her lips, "and that's a bad thing?"

We did manage to shower without too much groping. And trying to get dressed with a half naked woman in font of you isn't easy. Sitting there in her little blue panties with legs spread to pull them tight against her pussy makes for a hard on that won't go down, especially when she's grinning at you while running her finger up and down her panty covered slit! Only once I had my jeans on and was pulling my shirt on did she slip into shorts. Topping it off with a bright yellow bikini top didn't help me much. 

I dropped her off, getting a kiss while Stephanie pulled my hand to her bikini covered tit at the stop sign before turning the corner in front of her place. I pulled up in front of our house dreading the worst.

I made it through the front door and part way into the kitchen when Mom came in with a scowl and her arms crossed. I did my best to not notice, but when I turned from the fridge, she was standing behind me it was going to hit the fan. "Morning Mom."

"Morning Mom? That's all you've got to say after being out all night William? Morning Mom!"

"We went out for dinner and a movie, we had a nice night."

The eyebrow came up at nice night.

"We stopped at her sisters on the way home. We decided to go for a swim."

Mom looked down at my lack of swim trunks then glared back up at me challenging me.

I looked at Mom, "You want the whole story all at once or in pieces." Mom was one to love to pick apart the bits and pieces if you let her.

"Let's have it..." arms still crossed.

"Like I said, we stopped at her sisters on the way home." but they are on vacation in New York "Not sure what she does, he's a doctor of some sort." I saw a diploma on the wall "Stephanie decided to take a swim and offered me the use of one of her brothers pair of trunks."  but we chose to swim in our underwear with Stephanie topless.

Mom raised and eyebrow at me going swimming.

"After she swam a few laps, she's on the school swim team, we sat in the Jacuzzi for a while,"  still in our underwear, groping and kissing, "since we spent too much time in the Jacuzzi we fell asleep on the couch."  after exploring each other for a few hours and eating each other to mind blowing orgasms, oh and soaping each other up in a hot shower, don't forget that part.

"I dropped her off at her house on the way home, and we've been invited back to a pool party next weekend," by ourselves and plan on spending it as naked as possible exploring each other.

Mom was going to say something but I continued. "And yes you are going to meet her eventually. We've only just started seeing each other,"  literally, "So there will probably be a few more dates before I bring her home for the twenty million question session."

"I don't..."

"How long did you grill Charlie?"

Mom blushed, I heard Dad chuckle behind me, he got the evil eye as I sat down to enjoy my cereal.

Dad sat down beside me, looking over his shoulder to see if the coast was clear. "I'm glad you found a nice young lady son. How long have you known her?"

I grinned with a mouthful of cereal thinking about the irony. "That's the funny part Dad. We've known each other for several years, I just never really saw her before. But now... it's like someone hit me over the head with a sledge hammer."

"That good huh?"

"Yeah, she takes my breath away,"especially if she's naked.

"I hope you never loose that son, it's a wonderful feeling to have."

"You feel like that with Mom?"

Dad smiled, "Everyday son, everyday." We heard some heavy thumping and a screech from their bedroom, Mom was killing some pillows. "I think I need to go sooth some ruffled feathers."

I said, "I'm going to go run some errands for a few hours." Dad grinned and headed upstairs. I heard the sounds of sex from my parents' room once when I was too young to know what they were, I did NOT want to hear them when I KNEW what they were.

I wandered out to the old beater, and stopped up short looking at it. When it was just me I didn't give a rats ass what I drove as long as it was dependable, but Stephanie deserved better. Going to have to talk to dad.

I went down to the mall and strolled around for a bit, a little window shopping and a lot of people watching, mainly the girls. I enjoyed some of the outfits, wondering what Stephanie would look like in some of them, wondering about taking them off of her made me grin even harder. Especially around the lingerie stores!

Watching some of these kids, and some of them were kids, wandering around all goggle eyed at their age. Wondering if I looked that bad when I was with Stephanie, and wondering for them if it was real or just a passing fancy. I was hoping that Stephanie and I were real and not one of those passing fancies. Wondering why it had taken me until almost graduation to discover an intelligent, beautiful women. Wondering...

I wandered home about three hours later, Mom floating along in the kitchen mixing up a cake, Dad just watching her.

"Hey Dad, got a question."

"Shoot," he said never looking away from Mom.

"Well I've been driving the old Galaxie for a few years, I was thinking about fixing it up or maybe seeing if there is something a little better in the yard I could drive."

Mom screeched, dropped the mixing bowl on the floor, thankfully it didn't break, and ran for the stairs blubbering.

I looked back at Mom disappearing up the stairs and then back at Dad, he was grinning and shaking his head.

"What?"

He put his hand on my shoulder, "Son, I used to drive a piece of junk when I was your age, just good enough to get me around... until I met your mother. I spent the next six months fixing it up so we could drive away to our honeymoon."

"Oh," was all I could thing of to say doing my best not to grin.

"What did you have in mind?"

"Well I'd like something a little nicer, but I don't want to take something you can sell if I don't have to."

"Well we got a load of squad cars in a while back." I groaned at the thought. "But there was an interceptor in the group that I was asked not to sell whole outside the law enforcement community. And technically if you were driving it I would be selling it."

"But a squad car I'd have to paint as well as do the interior..."

"It was an unmarked."

That got my attention, "What kind of shape is it in?"

"I'm not sure exactly but I think it was in pretty good shape, we could go take a look and leave your mother to recuperate," he said with a wink.

I was going to respond when the phone rang. "Hello."

"Hey Bill, what ya doin'?"

I looked at Dad and winked, "Going car shopping."

"YOU'RE WHAT? Where, for what?"

I chuckled, "Dad and I are headed up to the yard to look at some old squad cars, see what the possibilities are."

"NEAT! Can I come?"

"It's just a junk yard."

Dad was trying to scowl at my saying 'junk yard' and grin at what he guessed the other end of the conversation was. He wasn't being any help.

"Fine, I'll stop by in a bit, but wear heavy boots in case you step on something, and shirt and jeans you won't scream about if they get a tear."

"Okay" she giggled, hanging up without saying goodbye. I looked at Dad and he was trying to not laugh... only trying and not very hard

I didn't say a word, just went to the mud room to change shoes.

I pulled up in front of Stephanie's place and she came bounding out in a light sleeveless shirt and long shorts with light sandals on. I shut the car off and got out. She came running up to me to give me a kiss, when she was finished I took her hand and walked her back to the house.

"What?" as I walked her back through the door.

"This isn't what I told you to wear."

"But I'll be okay."

I crossed my arms, "No."

"No what?" getting her dander up with hands on hips, the wings out for attack.

I took her hand and she reluctantly gave it to me, "No I won't risk harming a single hair on your beautiful head unnecessarily."

"Oh," argument lost.

I let go of her hand and counted off on my fingers, "Shirt, Jeans, and Boots," holding up three fingers.

"I don't have any heavy boots."

"Hardest thickest sole you have incase you step on something, not tennis shoes preferably."

She dashed off with her mother snickering behind her.

She came back a few minutes later in a regular shirt and jeans, her hair in a pony tail out the back of a ball cap. I looked down, "I thought you said you didn't have any boots."

"They're Mom's, I have to wear two pairs of socks to keep them on."

I smiled, "that will do for today."

We made it back to the yard, and Dad was waiting leaning against his truck. I introduced her to Dad with an approving smile and nod from him and then we began to wander. He took us back to the row of squad cars, Stephanie was looking over the regular patrol cars, fascinated to see a squad car close up with the divider screens still in place.

We walked down to the end to the unmarked. I looked it over, "Better shape than I expected."

"That's what made me think abut it."

I opened the door and looked at the interior, "Ugh." I saw a generic police interior, rubber floor mats and vinyl seats, surprised it even had power windows. Must have been the sergeants' car.

"Crank it up."

I got the key and it cranked right over... and it had a RUMBLE! I looked at Dad, he was grinning like a kid at Christmas.

"We'd have to put different exhaust on it before your mother hears it."

"Why?" Stephanie asked coming up beside the car.

I put my foot on the floor and let the engine wind up a bit before I let off, making the exhaust rattle and pop. She was a bit wide eyed but grinning. I popped the hood letting it idle a bit. There wasn't a spare bit of room under there. Five core radiator, six blade fan, two hundred amp alternator, extra bracing, oversized intakes and exhaust, I think I even saw a compact blower in there. The list went on and on for a police interceptor. For those that don't know, a police interceptor is basically a heavy duty car with a half ton truck drive train under it.

"But it's got almost two hundred thousand miles on it."

"But only thirty seven on the overhauled motor, and Pete did the overhaul."

"Oh!" I took a more serious look at it, "Posi?"

"Of course."

"So it's just the interior." We walked back around and I sat in it, finally shutting it off. "It'll take a few months." I really wanted to finish it before graduation to take her for a nice evening out.

"I could help," Stephanie said. We both looked at her smiling. I looked back to Dad, he just shrugged. "Look around and see what you come up with. There are ten LTD's out there and a couple of Lincolns that might cross, just let me know before you start swapping parts. The dealer plates are on my desk if you want to take it for a spin," waiving to us as he left.




Geeks Rule Ch. 01



I looked it over a bit, Stephanie right beside me. There were screw holes all over the dash from the equipment that had been removed, the seats and floor mats were going for sure. Everything was black like the car so we might get away with leaving the head liner. That was until I got closer. Who ever was assigned to this car was a heavy smoker.

I turned to Stephanie, "What do you think?"

"What do we have to do?"

I smiled at 'we', "Every interior surface comes out, including most of the dash."

Stephanie leaned in and looked around, I just looked down her shirt at her lace bra, the front clasp lacey one I mentioned the other night that lets her areola show through.

"So where do we get it from?"

I stood up and put my arm around her waist and pointed out into the yard, "Let's take a look."

We walked around, looking at several of the LTD's up on stands in various states of disassembly. After a bit of back and forth we came up with a plan, the black carpet from a newer model that we could trim down, the burgundy interior from a Lincoln, and the dash from another LTD. It took me a bit showing her and looking things up in the exchange book to show her the parts really were interchangeable.

I also pointed out that we could add several other things that weren't specified for the LTD out of the Lincolns. The electric trunk release, the button in the glove box may not be 'the right one', but it would function. Definitely swapping the doors out for power windows and locks. Extra lights in the trunk and under the hood, even putting one in the glove box. 

Of course we were absolutely going to be upgrading the stereo system; no plain AM radio for my girl! But as long as it fit in the hole we would snag the best we could find in the yard. We might even find a decent eight track in there some where!

"So you want to go take it for a spin before we strip it down?"

"Yeahhh!", she said with genuine enthusiasm.

I grabbed the dealer plates after making a quick phone call. If we're going to take it for a spin we might as well do it up right.

I got on the road headed north to Frank's place, or rather his dad's farm. Frank's dad owned around twelve hundred acres, that in itself wasn't that big of a deal, what interested me was the access road that ran up to the north four hundred. It was a straight gravel road along the river nine miles long, and it's a private road, no cops...

I did enjoy the ride out, startling Stephanie a bit. I had driven squad cars before, but never a level one interceptor. On a curve that I expected even it to roll and skid a little, it hugged the road like it was on rails, riding like a top of the line Cadillac with a drag strip motor under the hood.

I pulled over about half way there, "You want to drive?"

"Really?"

"Better to wreck it now than after we do all the work." I got a gasp, a slap on the shoulder, and a kiss in that order. The kiss was the important part. I did take the key out of the ignition before getting out to make sure she didn't get too excited and leave me in the dust.

She fired it up and gave it some gas grinning at the roar. Once back on the road she was a bit intimidated by it. I remember those days with fondness.

I had her pull into the farm and pull over. She was still grinning from the drive, I kidded her about needing to pee before we hit the trail, she really thought I was kidding.

I drove through the farm waving to Frank, grinning and discreetly pointing to Stephanie in the passenger seat. Around the barn and down the valley, a left at the river and stop, "Ready?"

"For what?"

"Have to test the speedometer. See if it goes all the way up," I said with a grin.

"But it goes to one fifty."

"Yup," putting my seat belt on.

Stephanie slid back to the passenger side from her perch in the middle beside me to put hers on as well and nodded slowly.

I put my foot in it and let it roar. We threw a bit of gravel at first, and somewhere around forty it shifted into second, third came at around seventy, over drive kicked in at just over one hundred. I left my foot in it until I passed the old oak tree at the eight mile mark, I looked at the speedometer and it showed a little over one thirty; just floating along before I gently braked to a stop.

I looked over at Stephanie, she was grinning from ear to ear and white knuckled at the same time. We got out to hug and kiss, but all of a sudden she squealed and ran around the side of the car and disappeared. I told her she needed to pee BEFORE we left. Little did I know about the monster I had unleashed.

We took the car back to the yard, I was going to take her back home and then go talk to Dad.

"Why don't we go back to your place first?"

I dropped my head to the wheel, "You have no idea what you're getting yourself into."

"It can't be that bad."

"Mom grilled my sisters' fiancé for almost three hours."

Stephanie grinned, stifled a chuckle, chuckled again, then just broke out laughing, "Nooo."

"Yup, two hours fifty seven minutes, Dad and I timed her."

"Well I have to run the gauntlet some day, might as well get it over with."

"I just hope she doesn't run you off before I get to ravage you again."

Stephanie turned and laid across me, squeezing between me and the steering wheel. I held her and we kissed like we had the other day, caressing the side of her tit and running my thumb along the edge of her areola.

"That ain't going to happen, we took all this time to find each other, and I'm not going to waste it now."

"You sure? I could always get Dad to get her drunk and it would go easier."

Stephanie kissed me quick, "You're terrible trying to get your own mother drunk."

I shrugged, "Don't say I didn't try." She grinned all the way back home.

We hopped out, Stephanie getting out before I could come around to open her door. She put her arm in mine and I gave her cheek a quick kiss, "Last chance to avoid the inquisition."

She just kept us going up the steps, I just followed her swinging jean encased ass. When we came around the corner to the living room Dad almost choked on his beer. He looked wide eyed between us and glancing over his shoulder at the kitchen. "Are you sure about this?" he asked softly.

I shrugged and pointed to Stephanie. Dad grinned and shook his head. We sat on the little couch and I put my right arm over her shoulder as she sunk down a little against me. Stephanie reached up with her left and took my fingers in hers pulling our hands right into her cleavage. If I could have gotten away with it I could have tickled her nipple with my pinkie. Dad was wide eyed watching Stephanie.

"Mom," I hollered out, "you got a few minutes, I have a question for you."

Dad snorted when I said 'a few minutes'. He knew what was coming.

"In a minute dear." There were various noises from the kitchen of things being put away. Mom came in drying her hands on a towel, "What did you ne..."

Mom stopped cold, looking at Stephanie curled up against me then looking me right in the eye.

You know, there might be something to this ambush idea. "Mom, would you like to me the new lady in my life?"

She glanced quick at Stephanie, then me, then Stephanie, then me. She did nod a little somewhere in there, so, "Mom, this is Stephanie."

Mom walked like a robot to sit in her chair beside Dad, she reached out for his hand and he made the mistake of giving it to her. From the expression on his face he was getting the death grip.

"Stephanie, how nice to meet you." Dads' expression softened a little, only a little. "How long have you two known each other?" Let the inquisition begin!

Mom grilled Stephanie for about half an hour, and it was time for a break, "Hey babe, I'm going to get a cup of coffee, you want one, or maybe a bottle of Dr. Pepper?" AH SHIT! I don't believe I said that. I have been buying Dr. Pepper for three years now but not drinking it. I just gave Mom more ammunition!

"I'm fine, I'll just have a few sips of yours."

Dads' face went white, Mom had the death grip again.

I went to the kitchen, and I heard Mom asking something quietly, "Mom, there's no sense in hiding it, Stephanie will tell me everything you ask, there's no secrets between us."  because we haven't had a chance to talk and find out anything yet.

That was an interesting noise. I wonder if my sisters' fiancé ever heard that one?

I came back and handed the cup to Stephanie as I turned to sit, she took her sip and then handed it back to me. Mom was bug eyed when we shared a cup for some reason. As soon as I had put the cup on the end table after my sip Stephanie turned a bit, her back to my chest a little more than before. When I put my arm over her shoulder she took my hand again, but now our hands were directly over her left tit. Mine on top and hers more under.

"Your Mom was wondering what our thoughts were on children."

There's that death grip again, you've got to get her to release your hand Dad. And from Mom's expression I don't think Mom said our. I tipped my head back laughing.

"What?" Stephanie asked.

Mom glared.

"One of the first five questions when Jessie comes to visit is when there's going to be grandbabies."

"Well I know we haven't discussed it in detail," more like at all, "but I figured we'd at least wait until graduation before I start popping them out."

"High school or college?" I responded.

Mom's mouth was opening and closing but no sound was coming out. But Stephanie couldn't keep a straight face and giggled. Mom knew she had been had, and her control over the inquisition had gone away. But she tried.

"So you two aren't?" pointing between us with the open ended question. Don't ask me why, but something from a movie popped into my head.

"Mom, do you want to tell us what you were doing this afternoon while I was wandering the mall?"

"THAT'S NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS YOUNG MAN!"

"Exactly, and until you want to let me in on your sex life, I don't think we should be discussing ours."

"WILLIAM!"

"Mom."

"But..." she was running out of steam, something I don't remember seeing before.

I looked straight at her, "Mom, do you trust me?"

Moms' lip was trembling, "Yes."

"Thank you. Now I have to take Stephanie home and go though all this again with her mom." Dad chuckled, then immediately grimaced. Mom just glared.

Stephanie giggled, "Mom's easy, she already thinks you're okay for bossing me around."

We got up and headed to the door, Mom stopped me and hugged me like I was going off to war or something. Dad was standing behind her trying to get some circulation in his hand again.

"I love you kiddo," something Mom didn't say very often.

"I love you too Mom." She released me from the bear hug. I looked at Dad as we were going out the door. "How many hours should I stay away?" Mom screeched and ran upstairs. "Or should I just come back in the morning when it's safe?" Dad made like he was flipping a coin, grinned and then just shrugged.

I took Stephanie home and went for round two of the inquisition, and only a little grin from her Mom when she cuddled up under my arm.

It was even more pleasant when after about an hour Stephanie ran up to her room, and came back down in an old well worn oversized t-shirt with pink panties on under it... and that's it! I knew because I could see her dark nipples and the pink clearly through the old thin t-shirt.

Her mother raised an eyebrow at her, but grinned when Stephanie curled up under my arm just like she did at my place, but this time instead of her shirt and bra, it was just that thin t-shirt as she put my palm directly over her nipple. I could feel it poking my hand... YES!

The tone of the conversation changed after that. More what we had planed, most of which the answers were we hadn't talked about it yet. After a bit her mom went off to watch TV in her room, leaving us to cuddle and talk.

And we did, we talked about school, kids, what we wanted to do with our lives. Surprisingly we were pretty much on the same page. Stephanie was thinking a few more children than I was, but it was open to negotiation.

When I came back from a bathroom run I found Stephanie had flipped the cushions off the back of the couch and was stretched out, she patted the couch for me to lay in front of her, and as soon as I laid down she pulled the comforter over our legs and put her head on my chest for a pillow.

We were talking when there was a flash, "Moooom!"

"What? You two are just too cute together."

Stephanie just buried her head in my chest. Her mother still has that Polaroid, front and center of the photo album of our life together.

*****

Part 2 coming soon, and don't forget to vote



Geeks Rule Ch. 02



AUTHOR'S NOTE:

Many thanks go to RF-Fast for his editing and suggestions that enhanced the story. Any bad grammar left is wholly on me and my artistic style... and a strong reliance on spell check!

LEGALESE: Don't read this if you are underage, if it is illegal in your area, if it is offensive to you, or if you cannot distinguish fiction from reality. This is a work of fiction. All characters are 18 years of age or older. 

 If you are looking for a stroker story look else ware. I do stories with decent sex, not a sex story in search of a plot. 

Copyright (c) 2015 by Acup

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So we did it again, we cuddled up and fell asleep. But instead of the sunshine, we were woken by another flash. "Give this to your mom and have her call me if she has any questions."

I wonder if she would have said the same thing if she knew I had my hand in Stephanie's panties squeezing her butt?

We did crawl out, with Stephanie being ornery. She slid over me letting her tit and nipple pop out of the neck of her t-shirt and dragged it over my lips. I nipped at the side as she passed trying to get my fingertips in her pussy.

And yes momma bear was PISSED! Her baby boy spent two nights with 'that girl!' I gave her the Polaroid and the instructions that came with it, and I'd bet she took a magnifying glass to it after I was out of the room. I asked Dad and he smiled but said, 'I will neither confirm nor deny...' IT WAS CONFIRMED!

But that was the day when my life started getting better and better. I got a corner of the shop cleared out and we brought the squad car in and put it up on jack stands. Pulled the battery and then started stripping it down. Stephanie was amazed at how much room we had to work once the doors were off and the seats were out. The grin she had with the air ratchet is one I should have had a picture of... a glimpse into the future.

We then began the arduous task of removing all the little panels and pieces, putting screws back so we would know where they came from if needed. We had most of the interior done, leaving the carpet until last and were getting ready to start on the dash. I had the steering column loose inside and was on a creeper under the car disconnecting it from the steering box...

"Bill, how long are you going to be under there?"

"One more bolt and then we can pull it out."

"But, what if I don't want you to pull out?"

"Huh?" I rolled out from under the car to a vision that is burned into my memory to this day. Stephanie standing there, her shirt open and tucked back, her jeans unzipped and pulled down a bit, showing the loveliest white bikini.

Stephanie slipped her finger into the waist of her bikini bottom, "Would you care to give me a hand with this?"

Wait, she said something about... OH HELL YES! I scrambled up and was headed to her promised land.

"Go wash up.", she ordered with a finger pointing the way toward the washroom. I dashed off to clean up, and make the rounds to check the doors. The guys had been gone for hours, but I didn't want to be interrupted if we were going to do what I thought we were going to do.

Up until now we had done a lot of 'fooling around.' Lost of kissing and petting and oral... oh LOTS of oral. But no actual sex.

Now we had both had sex before... kind of. I had sex with two girls, both of them were quickies in the back seat of my car, one cowgirl and one doggie, and both over VERY quickly. Stephanie's experience wasn't much more. 

When I got back to the car, Stephanie had laid out a blanket on top of the old carpet, a little candle on the dash. I killed the trouble light and she was bathed in just the candle glow. Stephanie reached back and untied her neck string, and then her back string, leaving it to just cling to her lovely tits.

I walked like a robot to the car, kicking my shoes off as I unbuttoned my shirt. Dropping my pants and shorts in one quick move, Stephanie drug the little slips of material from her tits and tugged at the ties on her hips, spreading her legs just enough to let it hang there. I crawled in, stopping long enough to take it between my teeth and tug it out from under her. She giggled as I continued to crawl up her body.

I looked in her smiling eyes, seeing her bite her lip, then felt more than saw her lift and spread her legs inviting me in. I took my ACHING cock in hand and wetted the head between her lips, then slowly pushed in.

FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK... DON'T CUM YET, DON'T CUM YET!!

I managed to get completely in her without blowing my cork... somehow. I laid down letting some of my weight on Stephanie, and more as she put her arms around me and pulled me down. We kissed, totally joined for the first time. Feeling her gasp in my mouth as I pulled out a little and entered her again. The feeling of her velvet pussy was doing everything it could to make me lose it.

"I'm on the pill," she whispered in my ear.

My head snapped up and I looked in her eyes, the desire in her eyes. "OH FUCK!" I couldn't hold back, I just started pumping and pumping giving Stephanie everything I had and then some. Then I was hearing her scream in my ear, feeling her wrap her legs around my waist, humping her pussy right back up against me.

Rocking back and forth on her tits trapped between us as I gave her everything I had. Riding a bucking woman coming up to meet my every thrust with heels in my ass to make sure I got as deep as I could. Hearing her scream 'YES, YES, YES, YES," over and over as she came around me.

We screamed and fucked each other until we couldn't move. I laid on Stephanie a bit, then rolled off panting.

We didn't get anymore accomplished that night. We laid there naked in a stripped out car in the corner of a dirty salvage yard shop, and talked. Touching a little more on what we talked about that night on her mothers couch, but more on where we go from here. We were swapping ideas on getting a place, staying together during college, and yes what about children. Taking short breaks to kiss and cuddle when our playing while talking got too much to take. Steph gasping as she tried to talk while I played with and then sucked her nipples while circling her clit with my finger. Trying not to groan and failing miserably when she would stroke me and then lean down to lick the tip of my cock as I oozed in her hand.

I wanted two, she wanted five or six. We settled on two or three depending on our situation.

"Well we better make sure we know how to do that if you think you want that many now don't you think?" I asked her with a grin.

"Mmmmmm, definitely!" she responded as she lifted and spread her legs. This time it was a much slower time. Looking down and watching my cock disappear into her beautiful pussy, feeling her softly encase me until I was balls deep was hypnotic. Looking in her eyes as I slid in and out, feeling her soft moan into our kiss as I bottomed out each time.

I was watching her eyes as she got closer until she tipped her head back and clenched her teeth as she came just before I emptied myself into her again. The feeling of her spasm around me and coming again with renewed vigor as my first shot filled her, followed by another and another until I again collapsed on her as she wrapped arms and legs around me to hold me in.

Stephanie finally let me go to roll beside her and try to get air in my lungs again. "Yeah, I think that might have been a baby maker. But we'll have to try again some time just to make sure."

I chuckled, "That we might." A situation that would almost separate us and then bring us even closer in the future.

We finally got dressed, well mostly. Stephanie decided to leave her bikini top off and just wore the shirt tied loosely across her tummy. I was going to take her home, but she had other ideas. She went home with me, Mom and Dad having went to bed already. 

Stephanie took a shower, ALONE! And pushed me in when she came out in her towel. I took mine and slipped my boxers on and went looking for her. I found her in her bikini top and bottoms, her shirt and jeans laid out on the chair. She patted the cushion beside her, and I crawled in, she seemed to like being between me and the back of the couch. We were going to talk some more, but exhaustion of our loving over came us as she snuggled in under my arm and pulled the comforter up under her chin.

We woke to a scream, and not a good one. There was Mom in her bathrobe with her mouth open. "Morning Mom," I heard from behind me. I ABOUT LOST IT WHEN STEPHANIE CALLED HER MOM! There was another weird noise from Mom as she ran upstairs. I turned back to Stephanie for a proper good morning kiss, then I heard Dad clear his throat behind me.

I turned to see him with his arms crossed trying to look pissed, but Stephanie pulled the comforter back a bit to let her bikini top show, his eyes widened. I get the same feeling when I look at her too, but probably for a different reason. Dad grinned and shook his head, "You're going to give her a heart attack you know."

"Jessie would say I was just evening the score."

He wagged his finger at me about the time there was another screech from upstairs. Dad grinned and headed back upstairs. He was going to be late for work this morning but I bet he didn't care.

I gave Stephanie another quick kiss, "I think we need to go out for breakfast."

She crawled on top of me grinding her mound against me, "Why," kissing me again.

I reached back and cupped her ass sliding my fingers inside her bikini bottom, "Because there's only one sure way to settle mom down," I ground hard against her. "And it gets a bit noisy."

Stephanie snorted, then rolled out and stretched, damn that bikini is in the way. Steph slipped her shirt and jeans on, then grinned and untied her bikini and pulled it out before buttoning her shirt flashing her bare tit and nipple at me. I wish we didn't have school today.

I grabbed a change of clothes and we headed for her place as things began to pick up in Mom and Dads room. Her Mom scolded her with a grin when Stephanie relayed the mornings events minus the reason we had to leave early. I changed while her mom made us a quick breakfast, then off we went.

The next six weeks we had the same routine, well mostly. School, I'd work for Dad in the afternoon if I didn't have any school events; sometimes with Stephanie's help and then always with the ribbing of the guys about my sexy helper. Steph would grin and sometimes give them a little flash of cleavage just egging them on.

Then we would work on the car in the evening, sometimes with a little 'extra curricular activities', okay more than sometimes. Working around a shirtless or topless babe can be a bit stressful don't you think?

Sometimes bikini's, sometimes lacy lingerie, even once in a sexy nightie before we dropped the seats back in and then we had to test them out to make sure we had ALL the bolts tightened! Mom did eventually forgive us for 'scaring' her, even began to take a liking to Steph. And even with the original exhaust, Mom really liked how the car came out. A few days before senior prom we unveiled it, and then had a nice dinner out. Kissing, groping, and occasionally eating our meal before it got cold.

"Bill, about prom..."

"Hmmm."

"Are we going?"

I looked at her, and realized I had screwed up, "Stephanie, I'm sorry. With all the time we've spent together I took it for granted. Would you do me the honor of letting me accompany you to the senior prom?"

Steph grinned and blushed, "Yes."

I took her hand and kissed it, then her palm, then her wrist. I was going to go further but her forearm is a little bit ticklish.

We went out to the malls the next day, me getting fitted for a nice tux under the close supervision of Stephanie making sure it fit JUST right as the sales girl chuckled and I blushed. Then Steph was looking at dresses. At first she was looking at 'prom' dresses. But I pointed out some nice gowns, but was promptly told they were not 'prom' dresses.

I pulled her close and kissed the inside of her wrist, "And you're not just any lady. If you get something like that, I'll bump my tux up to something with all the satin trim, do it up right."

Steph ran her fingers along my jaw then kissed me, "Well you did look good in that one."

"Should we rent a limo too?"

"Uh uh, we could rent a room for after the party though."

"Mmmmm, want to do it up right do we?" as I reached back and cupped her ass.

"Mmmmm, over and over and over until we can't stand," Stephanie whispered back in my ear.

I chuckled, "Like the first time?"

Steph giggled at that, "But in a bed instead of the car."

So we went back to shopping, Steph trying on different gowns, asking what I thought of them and flashing me some skin or panty. Most were okay, a few just didn't look right, and a few made me want to jump her right there seeing bare skin ABOVE her panty! I was reminded I needed to go change my tux reservation, and when I got back she had a dress in a bag.

"What did you get?"

Steph kissed me nicely, then grinned, "You'll see. What there is of it at least."

All I could do was think of the skimpy gowns that made me want to jump her bones, and drug her out to the car to try and do that. I did manage some nice kissing and groping, getting my hand inside her shirt and cupping her lace covered tit, but then I had to take her home.

The next day we each did our own thing. Even though we had just finished the car, it got another vacuum and spritz. Mom was watching me from the porch, but turned back to the house when I came in. I was too engrossed in those upcoming next few days to notice her staring at me.

We chatted a bit on the phone that evening, and I was advised we were going shopping again tomorrow... for BIKINIS! Oh damn, I wonder if I can endure that?

I don't know what was worse, seeing Steph in all those bikini's tugging this way and that to show me just how close to her nipple or landing strip the edges really were or all the other girls running around in theirs and imagining them tugging theirs aside? I did my best not to look at the sales girls, theirs were the smallest of the bunch and I swear they had to be glued in place not to let a nipple or pussy show. But then for as thin as they were they didn't leave much to the imagination anyway.

Steph even got a little white one like that, and put her finger behind it to show me just how sheer it was. And then the little minx leaned over and whispered in my ear, "It turns transparent when wet." I nearly came in my pants. You know, it's amazing how much you can spend on so little. With everything she bought it barely filled a bag the size of a small fast food bag.

And then we had to get me something, seems if Steph was getting a new bikini I had to get some new trunks as well, and not the big baggy ones, I had to get something like the guys swim team wears. Not a little Speedo, but definitely not much more, and her little grin when she ran her fingers over my firming cock as she did had me wondering. If I got hard around Steph EVERYBODY was going to know it! She decided on a small black pair with silver trim for me. Not quite what I would have picked, but then I guess I was just glad they weren't disappearing white!

The day before prom was a lazy day, we went to the lake and strolled and sat and talked. Me with my arm over her shoulder, giggling as she pulled my hand over her tit encouraging me to grope a little, and later looking around and putting my hand inside her shirt as she reached back and groped my hard cock. It was amazing, I had know Steph for almost three years. We had so much in common, we could talk about anything for hours. And while we did touch on a lot of 'us' subjects, it was nothing to go off on a tangent and go through eight or ten subjects before we got back around to what we started on.

The day of prom I was going to sleep in, I really was. I was awake at the crack of dawn with twelve hours of daylight to kill. I got my tux out and made sure I had everything, shined my shoes... twice. Vacuumed and wiped the interior of the car down... three times.

"Bill," I heard Mom call behind me, I was getting a little lint from the carpet.

"William," I turned to see Mom standing on the porch, "Come inside for a few minutes." She turned to go inside, it wasn't a request.

I came in the kitchen to find Mom holding her coffee cup with both hands, a bottle of Pepsi sitting out for me. I sat and took a sip, then her head came up and she just stared at me for a few seconds.

"Bill, I want you to know I think Stephanie is a wonderful girl. I like her a lot. I... I also know you got a room for tonight."

"Mom, I..." she put her hand up.

"You're father has told me how you feel about her, and from what I've seen I believe it. I may not like my baby boy in love, but I'm going to have to deal with it aren't I?"

I grinned, "Yeah, I think so, even if I am eighteen."

"William you will always be my baby boy."

"At least until I give you grandchildren."

Mom gasped, then shook her finger at me grinning, "And maybe not even then." She paused and sighed, "Just be careful Bill, that's all I'm saying."

"We are Mom, we are." Mom got wide eyed, SHIT! I should have said we WILL. I went out and vacuumed the car again. I tried to watch TV, then gave up and called Stephanie. Her mom answered, she was down getting her hair done. Maybe I should vacuum the car again.

It was finally close enough I could take a shower and get dressed. It was going to be a wonderful evening. I had my tux, Stephanie's corsage, and a nice little jewelry box in my pocket. I hoped she likes it?

I came downstairs and Dad whistles at my tux, Mom comes running and starts crying. I have to stand still for the required pictures before grabbing the corsage and making my escape. I contemplated showing Mom what I got in the box for Stephanie, but I thought better after her reaction to just my tux.

I pulled up a bit early, coming in and finding her mom pacing around grinning. I sat and waited trying to make idle conversation, then I heard foot steps, I turned to look and, "WOW!"

Stephanie was coming down the stairs in a black deep neck halter gown almost to her belly button and black silk wrap over her shoulders, her unencumbered tits moving so enticingly as she came down, a bit of glittery stocking showing with each step through a slit high enough it had me wondering if she had any panties on under it. Hair done up on top of her head with just a few little strands framing her face. Small diamond, I think, stud earrings. If she was wearing makeup I couldn't really tell. "WOW!"

Stephanie giggled, "You said that once already."

I grinned and turned to grab the corsage, grinning more when I put it on her wrist seeing a little more tit as she leaned forward, and the slit in her skirt showing a lot more leg. Stephanie was all set to go, but I stopped her. I pulled the box from my pocket and both her and her mom gasped. I pulled the necklace I had found from the box, Stephanie grinned and her mom shook her finger at me.

I had been looking for something to give her, but not knowing what color her dress was it was difficult. I had originally wanted to get a red crystal heart, but the sales girl pointed out the possible color conflicts so that was out. Silver or gold something would be okay, but I eventually settled on a clear crystal heart with a tiny red one deep inside it. The chain was a bit long, but it gave me every excuse to look deep into her cleavage... Damn what a shame!

Stephanie looked like she was going to cry, so I figured I did good. And once again we had to stand for the 'mom pictures.'

I escorted Stephanie to the car, and got another look at that slit when it showed a LOT more leg, black sparkly stockings all the way up to a hint of a lace top.




Geeks Rule Ch. 02



We drove hand in hand, but Stephanie didn't scoot over next to me, she did leaned and twist a bit to give me a nice view of most of her tit though. And the valet didn't seem to mind her dress either. We headed in, and Stephanie took us right past the main ballroom door and down and around the corner to the far set of bathrooms.

Now we had made out in a lot of unusual places, but the ladies room at the Marriott was a new one. Stephanie wrapper her arms around me and ground against me, then pulled back and gripped my jaw. "You scared the shit out of me! I thought you had a ring in that box!" then wrapped her arms around me and tried to kiss me into submission.

I managed to break the kiss, "Would that have been a bad thing?"

Stephanie grinned and blushed, "No."

"So if I kneeled down right here and asked you?"

"I'd say you're going to get your tux dirty." The she grinned and bit her lip, "But since I'm not wearing a tux..." Stephanie pulled her dress slit open and lifted it above her waist showing me her black lace panties, at least momentarily. The next thing I saw was Stephanie kneeling and going for my pants.

They came down, my trunks came down, and my cock went in her mouth! "OH FUCK!" I had been on edge all day, but Stephanie all dressed up and on her knees blowing me was too much. "CUMMMMMMINGGGGG!"

I grabbed her head and just let loose, listening to her suck and slurp, drinking in everything I gave her as I looked down her cleavage seeing a little bit of nipple the way she was trying to inhale me. Stephanie kneeled there grinning and licking her lips. "That's one, but you owe me later."

"It's going to take me until later to recover, and then I'm going to eat you until you scream loud enough to break the windows."

Stephanie stood up and turned to the mirror to touch up her lips stick, "I'm going to hold you to that."

I grabbed her ass and squeezed, "Anytime babe, anytime."

I put my arm out and escorted her pool side as she pulled tight to press the side of her tit against my arm. It was a little funny, all the others in their 'prom' attire, pastels and frilly shirts. Where Stephanie was truly in a gown, and looking magnificent compared to most, all actually in my opinion. Even Debbie in some peach colored monstrosity and her football captain, he could at least have gotten a hair cut. But then he might not have looked 'cool' in his t-shirt and jeans tomorrow. Gotta love those priorities...

We even had the attention of the popular crowd, but when Stephanie dropped her wrap even I was astounded. It wasn't just a halter dress, it was a backless halter dress almost to the crack of her ass. Sitting down to let her glittery stockings show through the slit made some around her gasp. I got us some drinks and we sat and chatted a bit until I had an idea. With the exception of Debbie and her football captain and a few other 'special couples' the dance floor had been almost empty, time to show her off. 

You see we didn't spend all of the time up at the yard working on the car and screwing each others brains out, well not ALL of it any way. Stephanie taught me to dance a little. I took her hand as a song I could now dance to started as the floor cleared from the slow song. Smiling to myself that dancing lessons from a naked woman actually sunk in.

The looks we got were out of this world, but as I took her hand and put an arm around her waist and dipped her back to start she giggled. And we danced, not in the little space of the service bays, but out here on the dance floor. Stepping and swirling, close and far, at arms reach and then with my arms wrapped around her before I twirled her out again letting that lovely dress flare and show her legs.

Back arm in arm, then hands around waist feeling her hot mound against me. Twisting and pivoting, kissing her neck when I could and making her squeal and grin. Turning and twisting to the music, letting my hand slid up her waist to the side of her tit letting my thumb slip inside her dress a few times to stroke the side. Then picking her up and holding her above me by her waist for the ending. Letting her slide down me and holding her tight for another kiss as she hit the floor.

I held her tight, "I love you." I had said it before, but never like this, just feeling it so intensely.

"I love you too."

There was a round of applause, and I dipped her back just for the fun of it. We stayed on the floor for the next dance since it was a slow one, a few other couples joining us. Just holding Stephanie against me, her mound against my hard cock, her bare back in my hand. My hand slipping to her thinly covered ass and being pulled back up with a snicker, "Later."

"Mmmmm, definitely. Right after I eat you to a screaming orgasm."

We danced a few more, some of the not so slow, and of course the nice slow ones. Even getting away with groping her ass a few times or slipping my fingers in the side of her dress to stroke the side of her tit. I enjoyed chuckling at a few of the 'cool' guys approaching to ask her to dance, but being turned down.

Sitting and nibbling and drinking the punch. After the first few dances Stephanie had taken her stockings off and put them in my pocket with a grin. The other girls didn't appreciate the attention their guys were paying her legs as she rolled them down. And near the end of the ball room portion of the night after one of the girls' potty runs her halter gown developed a string across her back.

After a nice slow dance Stephanie asked, "Did you wear your new trunks for underwear?"

"Yes, you pulled them down earlier."

"Good," she smiled and bit her lip. "I was a bit distracted earlier and had something else on my mind." Stephanie pulled her halter aside a bit to show me a black bikini top under her gown. "So then we can just step out of our clothes by the pool later."

Over the next half hour some of the couples left, others drifted off and then reappeared in 'nice' swim suits to go to the pool for the rest of the evening. Some of them stood around in their nice clothes watching a few of the girls in the pool splashing around teasing their dates.

The crowd was getting thin here even with a few of the 'in' couples hanging around and Stephanie took my hand and headed for the door, "We need a pit stop before going swimming."

Steph led me back to the far ladies room, and I thought I was going to have my dessert, but she had other things in mind. She dropped to her knees to drop my pants and suit, sucked me a few times to her satisfaction, then stood up, bent over, flipped her dress up over her ass, and pulled her bikini bottom aside. "Fuck me," and put her ass up like a cat in heat.

I shuffled the three steps and sunk balls deep in one stroke.

"Yesssss, fuck me Bill, fill my pussy. UH! Oh yes, yes, yes, I want your cum running down my legs when I dive in in front of everybody. You filled my throat earlier, now fill my pussy and make me screeeee..."

I drove in deep as she asked, looking at he lust in her eyes as we watched each other in the mirror. I grabbed her shoulders and just held on, Stephanie quaking under me, her scream echoing off the walls despite her hand over her mouth. Her head coming up and mouth coming open before dropping and shaking, trying to cover her scream. I was unloading into her pussy until I couldn't move, seeing her panting in the mirror reminding me of our first time in the stripped out car.

We were panting, doing our best to stand, me reaching out for a paper towel thanking what ever person had a brain and didn't put those damn hot air blowers in.

As I reached for my pants, Stephanie was shaking her skirt out, only our sweaty sheen giving us away. "Two down," I heard her murmur. We returned to the pool part of the evening, and personally I thought we were the best dressed of the bunch left, or at least Stephanie was.

We just happened to find a poolside table near Debbie and the jock and got fresh drinks, I started to reach for my jacket buttons, but Stephanie stopped me. "Let me."

Stephanie put her arms around my neck for a quick kiss, then dropped them to my jacket buttons, pushing it off my shoulders and hanging it on the chair beside me as she slid back and forth across me like she was seducing me. That warranted another nice kiss.

Then the leisurely trip down my shirt buttons, playing with what little chest hair I had, enjoying her pulling my shirt up out of my pants to get the last buttons left no doubt. Stephanie was doing her best to seduce me in front of everybody else and yet totally ignoring them. A quick glance as she turned to put my shirt on the chair told me I was the envy of every guy there and the bane of every woman with them. We had acquired a pretty interested disinterested audience and Debbie was NOT appreciating for once not being the center of attention.

"Shoes," she said quietly as she folded my shirt to go with my jacket. I slipped them off as Stephanie turned back and dropped the little side zipper on her dress, only the knot behind her neck holding it up now. "Ready?" I took her hand and kissed it then let it drop. Stephanie dropped her hands to my pants and dropped the zipper and popping the snap getting gasps from around us. She held it with one hand and reached behind her neck with the other. A tug and her dress was dropping as she released my slacks.

I had to hold her at arms length to look at her, her small black bikini with silver trim close to what my trunks were. What I took for her lacy panties earlier was her skimpy bottoms with a nice pattern and several sheer panels just beyond her shaved mound and around her ass in little swirls similar to the sheer panels in her bikini top next to that prominent lump of nipple.

I took her hands again and kisser her palms, "I love you, now lets go swimming." I turned her, and caught my socks to strip them off as we walked.

Stephanie pulled a fast one, she pushed me into the pool, thankfully heated, as she dove over me and swam to the other end and back while I was sputtering and grinning. Something about watching her backstroke with those delicious tits and hard nipples cutting through the water made me grin. My kind of shark!

We had lots of attention as we got back out and grabbed towels, Stephanie was drying off, but not in a hurry to pull her suit from her ass or pussy. In fact she never did, just letting it do what it wanted to. Even spreading her legs a bit and then closing them to encourage her camel toe as I looked at her crotch. She grinned at my looking so I did again and again and again.

I enjoyed my lovely woman beside the rest of the evening, taking a dip every so often, grinning at me looking at her hard nipples standing out, at the cleft of her trimmed pussy outlined by the suit, bending over in front of me to wrap her hair and then standing back up with her bottoms deep in her ass before sitting down beside me, or even on my lap occasionally.

We enjoyed pissing off the in crowd for a while. Debbie not being the center of attention for once in her life was not sure what to do about it. Especially when Stephs' top happened to slip enough to let the edge of her areola show and her not being interested in pulling it back to cover. I had to smile to myself having been following Debbie like a puppy dog all those years instead of seeing the beauty right in front of my eyes. Grinning at knowing not only what that lovely nipple looked like, but tasted like as well.

About half of the crowd had called it a night by the girls since the guys found the sheer panels in Stephanie's bikini more interesting that their dates suits, and most of them heading upstairs when Stephanie decided we needed to do the same. "I think it's time for your snack mister."

We gathered our clothes and headed upstairs, me following that hungry ass sucking that bikini bottom in all the way up to the room. And such a nice big shower!

For all the fooling around we had done, we had only showered together that first evening and the following weekend at our 'pool party', even if we did get a little prunny that weekend between the pool and the shower. We never had the chance since. And as much fun as her sisters' pool was, slipping and sliding with a naked soapy woman is much better than hugging and groping in the pool with a bikini between us.

Slipping and sliding with Stephanie, her body snug against me as I reach around to soap her chest and strummed her nipples. I could feel her spread her legs to let my hardening cock come up between them, rocking herself back and forth. Turning to slide her tits back and forth across my chest as she puts my cock right back between her legs and pushes my hands to her ass.

Now if guys can be called ass men, Steph is definitely as ass woman. She loves to have her ass squeezed and played with. Push, pull, stroke and tease. Hissing softly when I run my fingers over her rosebud and gasping when I tease her ass, circling and circling my target. I love pressing ever so slightly until she is so wound up that the first time I slipped my finger in her ass, we didn't even rinse off completely before falling into bed. Good thing we had all weekend that time to go back and rinse off.

Tonight we did manage to rinse off, but there wasn't going to be any nibbling on pussy right away. Stephanie drug me back to bed, pushed me on my back and mounted me in one stroke. "YES, YES, YES, YES!" Stephanie was hollering over and over as she rode me, leaning forward and putting one of those chocolate nipples in my face. She started screeching and grinding harder when I nipped at one, then pinching the other, alternating the pressure back and forth.

Stephanie was starting to lose her coordination she was so close; and wet enough I could hear my cock sloshing in and out of her willing pussy. I gave in, I nipped at her nipple, pinched her other nipple, and reached back to give her ass a good hard squeeze. Stephanie fell forward on me, spasming and screaming in my ear, which set me off under her. I was ramming up as hard and deep as I could, while gripping and squeezing her ass. Continual spreading and squeezing her cheeks back and forth started her second wave, spasming and cumming on top of me, rocking her tits on my chest.

We laid there a bit, Stephanie still breathing hard and scooting down a bit on our sweat soaked bodies in an attempt to keep me in her a bit longer, but Mother Nature willed otherwise despite ours. We started getting our strength back, and Stephanie rolled to the night stand to grab a large bottle of water. We drank the whole thing between us.

Steph rolled back to put the bottle on the night stand and stayed on her side. I curled up behind her, barely clear of our wet spot. We cuddled a bit, then Steph reached back and nestled my soft cock in the crease of her ass. When she pulled her arm up, I reached down and began cupping and massaging her ass, dipping a finger between her cheeks a little, making her gasp as I got near her rosebud.

Stephanie pulled my arm that was under her neck around to put my hand on her tit, "Um Bill?"

"Yeah babe?"

"Have you ever done it... back there?"

"Huh?"

"You know," clenching her muscled ass cheeks on my finger tips near her rosebud.

"Oh, you men here?" I asked sliding my hand down a little more and pressing in firmly. I was teasing, using almost enough pressure to actually push my finger in her ass.

"OOOoooooooohhhhhhh" , she gasped. I worked my finger around a bit, feeling and hearing Steph's sharp intake of air from time to time until the tip was just barely in her ass. "Emmmmm Hmmmmm."

I kept my finger moving a little, just enjoying playing with her ass. "Steph, I've only been with two others before you remember? So no. You?"

"No," she gasped as I pushed on her ass a bit.

"But you've thought about it?" I asked.

"Well..." Steph responded quietly.

"Well?" pushing a bit, and was surprised when her ass let my finer in almost to the first knuckle.

"Uhhhhh," Steph moaned and drew a deep breath when my finger tip slid in. "Well some of the Catholic girls swear by it; since they can't get birth control so they do oral and back door only." I was pushing in and out a bit more, my finger going just a hair deeper on each stroke while contemplating the irony of catholic girls' justification of anal but no birth control. "What about you?"

I squeezed her tit and rolled her nipple as I continued to play with her ass, "Steph, every guy alive had thought about anal."

"So you..." I pushed into her ass a little more as she rolled her ass back against my finger, the bulge of my knuckle in her ass, "You'd do me that way?"

"Do you want me to?"

Steph pushed back against my finger again taking in another knuckle, "I think so."

As much as I wanted to drive in full speed ahead, I thought giving her time to make the decision with a clear head was the better choice. "How about you sleep on it, and if you still want to in the morning we'll give it a try?"

"Mmmmm, okay. How about we rinse off and cuddle a bit for tonight?"

I pulled her to her feet and pointed her to the shower, giving her ass a little swat. Stephanie squeaked, giggled, and shook her ass before hopping in. This was a much more relaxed shower, well for me anyway since I was playing with her ass a bit, but when Stephanie slipped down onto my finger as I played with her ass I took it to the next step, well half step any way. Wrapping my arm across her chest to support her while I was working a soapy finger in her ass. I could start feeling her tremble then scream as she clung to my arm under her chest and orgasmed from just my finger sliding slowly in and out of her ass.

We rinsed and dried, I gave her a quick peck, "Maybe you might enjoy that after all."

"I think I might at that."

I woke to sounds of Steph in the bathroom, coming out all grins and glowing. She dropped beside the bed grinning. "Morning!"

"Morning," leaning forward for a kiss.

I not only got a kiss, but a nice grope of my morning hard on. "You still want to do my ass?"

I'M AWAKE! "Yes."

Steph pulled the covers down with one hand and produced a tube of lube with the other. Moments later I was thoroughly lubed and WIDE awake watching her stroke my lubed cock. She was stroking me up and down two handed, squeezing and twisting; thoroughly enjoying her work! Then Steph pulled me from the bed and laid down on her side in the fetal position, her ass just over the side of the bed.

She grinned back at me and lifted her upper cheek, presenting her virgin ass to me. Okay, little brain takes over! I stepped to the bed and set the tip of my cock against her ass. I tried a few pushes, but Steph was tense. So I did what comes natural, I reached for a tit and nipple while leaning against her ass.

A few nipple tweaks later the head of my cock popped into her TIGHT ass. "OH FUCK!" she screeched and grabbed my hand on her tit. A few deep breaths later, she managed an "okay."

I began slowly pushing in, stopping and backing up before pushing in again. Then I was in her balls deep in one long slow well lubed stroke. "That's all of it babe."

Stephanie reached behind her and fondled my balls up against her butt. "It sure is," came a naughty giggle.

I pulled out slowly until it was just the head of my cock, then back in again enjoying her clenched ring going up and down my cock. Seeing her knit her brows together in time with the little gasps barely escaping her lips as I moved in and out.

"Mmmmmmm."

"You okay?"

"You mean besides having your monster dick in my ass?" she giggled again, "faster."

I picked up my pace, Stephanie was soon just grunting and gasping as I fucked her ass, watching Steph playing with her clit and gripping her tit until it looked like she was going to pull her nipple off. Occasionally she was dropping a finger down to feel my cock going in and out of her ass. I enjoyed watching her tit bounce as I bottomed out with her finger trapped between us against my aching cock. She was getting close, and I was nearly losing my footing, so I grabbed her ass cheek for a better grip.




Geeks Rule Ch. 02



Evidentially that was the trigger I needed. I spread her ass, Steph screeched and came, almost snapping my cock off with her first clench. And her ass clenching on my cock set me off and I just exploded, grabbing her tit for better leverage and just absolutely hammered her ass. Pumping load after load into her tight ass as she spasmed under me until I fell over on her. Here was her sweaty tit right in front of me, and I did not have enough energy to even stretch to take her nipple between my lips.

Even going soft, her ass did not want to let go of me. I rotated behind her and her ass finally let me go. We just laid there gasping for air.

"You okay?" I asked.

"Mmmmmm," she sighed, bringing my hand up to kiss it.

"So you might want to do that again?"

"Definitely, you?" she panted back.

ALL FUCKING RIGHT!! "Sure thing if you want to."

Steph got up and headed to the bathroom, coming out with a warm washcloth and a giggle.

"What's so funny?"

Steph grinned, "Jackie was right, this is so wild. I can feel your load moving in me but it's not running down my thighs." As she kneeled down and cleaned the last of the lube from me.

Steph tossed me a regular pair of trunks and slipped her little white thong bikini on and we went down to the pool for a while. We couldn't help snickering and exchanging knowing looks when some of our classmates appeared after having apparently enjoyed a few too many beers once they got to their rooms. We swam a bit too. Well Steph swam. I ogled her delicious tits and nipples in her unlined white bikini. Even hopped into the hot tub for a bit to cuddle and kiss, and grope and nibble when we could.

And life went on. Mom was thrilled I didn't get Stephanie pregnant right away. We went to college, me for business, and Steph for mechanical engineering.

We came home for Christmas our sophomore year, and I had a HUGE box full of Styrofoam peanuts, with a little jewelry box suspended in the middle. It was a dual family Christmas. We had my sister, her husband, and rugrat. Add in Steph's mom we had a full house. When Stephanie found the little box in the middle, and turned to see me kneeling behind her, we had four screeching and crying women in the house.

We set a date, and Stephanie asked Dad to walk her down the isle. That choked him up, knowing her dad was a Marine and had been killed overseas when she was little.

We each got our degrees. My little air tool loving, hot rod woman became a race engine designer. I put my business degree to use and took over one of the mobile parts houses that ran from race to race. Sorry Dad, it's as close to a motor head as I'll ever get.

I almost lost Steph two yeas after we graduated. We had decided to have kids, and we were having plenty of success, but it wasn't happening. She would miss her period, the little stick would say she's pregnant, then a month or so later her period would hit and we'd start all over again.

After a lot of tests and several doctors, we came to a devastating conclusion. Stephanie had a problem with her uterus, she could get pregnant all she wanted, but the uterine wall would not let the fertilized embryo implant properly.

Stephanie became more and more withdrawn. I don't know what happened, it's something neither she nor her mother will discuss. But after one of those 'I'm going to curl up and die' times, she figured something out.

A few months later Steph asked if it would be okay to adopt a baby. We talked it over and began looking, but there was such a long procedure for adoption she was getting a bit depressed again. And then sitting out by the pool, her sister popped off, 'Well why don't you adopt an older kid and get around all the diapers and terrible twos. Maybe even consider fostering for a while to try it out."

I kind of let it go in one ear and out the other, but evidentially something clicked with Stephanie. We fostered and eventually adopted three kids, nine, eleven, and fifteen, two sisters and their brother. It was hard at first getting them to open up, but eventually they came around and we had an instant family. Now sometimes they call me Bill, and sometimes it's Dad, but either way we're a happy family, even if we do get the occasional odd look walking around with three Chinese kids. Don't give MY kids that look!

And the best part is they are already old enough to travel with us when they can. Our Moms love having them around, and sometimes I almost wonder if they would rather we just leave them at home with them.

Oh and the white bikini thing. Well after that morning after prom, Steph discovered she really likes anal, I mean REALLY LIKES anal. She has all sorts of bikini's and panties, from big lacy to micro that barely cover her slit, and a few specifically intended not to. But she has two white bikini's with plain simple bottoms, and three plain white thongs. If she has them on she is ether waiting for a load in her ass or is smiling because she already has it.

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I released my wife's tits on display over the corset cups and let her bend over, her pussy lips dark below her lubed ass. I grabbed those cheeks and drove in in one smooth stroke.

"Yesssss!" she hissed as she looked at me in the mirror.

I just enjoy the shit out of fucking my wife's ass, watching her cheeks ripple slightly while I have them spread. There is nothing like the slapping sound when I drive home picking up the pace. The sound and feel of my balls hitting her dribbling wet pussy never gets old. 

Releasing a cheek to give it a nice flat handed slap then grabbing and squeezing and spreading it all over again. To keep her off balance, I like reaching around to pinch her clit and nipples to get her right to the edge. Then I like to pause for a 2-count before getting a good grip on her cheeks and spreading her as far as I can, setting off the wild woman. In no time Steph is cumming and I'm right behind her unloading in her ass.

But unlike that first time I don't fall over her back panting. No, I have a solemn duty to perform. As I slip from her ass I have a large chrome butt plug with an even larger crystal base to put in her quickly. It base large enough to keep her cheeks spread even when she clenches them!

Steph slips her white thong up her legs and gets it settled as best she can, since it doesn't even come close to covering that crystal. Her bikini's do cover, but for some reason the crystal shines through like a beacon. And her grin as she dips her fingers in her shaved pussy and brings them up to my lips for a lovely sample of my dessert later. When the kids are at the Grandmas, this screaming woman still loves getting her pussy eaten while I bump her butt plug. It is the next best thing in the world to fucking it while she screams her head off even louder!

Smoothing down her strapless dress that barely covers her corset and does nothing to hide her nipples we head to the class reunion. It is time to knock 'em dead! And as usual, just before we go out the door Stephanie pulls the front of her dress down for me to lick and nip her nipples, while I cup her barely covered mound feeling her juices already beginning to soak her thong. Might have to make a few stealthy trips to the far ladies room tonight!

I wonder if tubby and old baldy will appreciate us coming this time? I'm sorry, I should say Debbie and the jock. She's now a little over three hundred pounds after four kids, and he's a used car salesman. You gotta love karma!

It's great to be a geek!

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