Chapter 5
Alright, I didn't just HAPPEN to see it.
I would try to tell you that I saw them going at it by accident, but I know you wouldn't buy it.
But I don't feel like it was real crazy of me to watch.
It WAS a real interesting thing to see, that's for sure.
And the way Mom was acting that day, I felt I had to do something just to get back at her.
"Andrea," she said to me, "You've been spending too much time inside this vacation. Don't you think you should be getting out more?"
Mom doesn't usually give a DARN about what I do or where I am unless what I do or where I am gets in her way, so immediately I was on my guard.
"Couldn't you go down to the field and see if some of the boys are practicing?"
Which shows you how much Mom knows about high school sports! There wasn't anybody practicing during vacation.
"Now, you're sister Linda is different. When she stays inside, it seems natural, but with you it doesn't seem healthy. You should get outside a little."
The thing that's funny about that is that it isn't true, either.
From looking at me, you'd think I'd be what you'd call an outdoor girl.
But I'm not.
I'll stand outside and cheer for all I'm worth at a football game, but outdoor sports aren't really what I'm into. What I'm into is being a cheerleader and a social success, and if I have to stand outside for a few hours waving those dumb little confetti pom-poms, well then I'll do it!
It's a small price to pay.
What I really like is indoor sports.
But you know that already!
If you have a tan, you can fool just about anybody into thinking you're some kind of health nut.
So, I lie on the roof of our building (we can get right onto the roof from our apartment. We have a garden up and there and the whole bit!) and I sleep in the sun, and if falling asleep in the sun makes me a health nut, then being a health nut is fine with me!
So when Mom tells me she thinks I should be getting outside, it doesn't thrill me a lot.
But I knew she wanted to get rid of me.
I wondered why.
Linda was already taken care of, because she went to the library (she spends a lot of time studying when she doesn't even have to all because she wants to pass these exams that will let her into college one year sooner, and I could understand that, because college is a lot more fun than high school, with all those fraternity and sorority parties!! ! ! But prissy little Linda doesn't even WANT to be in a sorority, so what's her rush? As far as I can tell, she's studying and studying so she can hurry up and do MORE studying and studying! The girl hasn't learned what life is about! She should take biology!).
I was trying to figure out why she wanted me out, my mother, that is, when cousin Calvin walks in.
"Hi Cal," she says, "Can I make you some lunch?"
Now, that was a simple thing to say, but suddenly it made everything clear to me.
For one thing, she never makes anybody lunch.
It's always, "You want to eat, wait'll Maxine (that's our maid) fixes dinner!"
Or maybe, "You're a young lady now, go fix your own lunch!"
I knew that she wanted to be alone with Calvin, and she would fix him lunch and she would sit across from him at this little table that we have in our "breakfast nook" and she would start giving him hot glances and start talking just a little dirty to him ...
And then she would probably suggest that maybe they have a little champagne (my mother is a great one for drinking champagne in the middle of the day it just gives me a headache) and then she would put her hand on his thigh and she have him on her hook.
I'd never really seen Mom in action before.
I had plenty of opportunities, but I never really wanted to watch her go through the whole thing.
I thought it might upset me and turn me into a mental case, because you always hear about these kids that have goofy parents like my mom, and they turn into the worst kind of weirdoes themselves.
I just didn't want to find myself turned into a crazy!
Now, I thought I'd be old enough to take it.
And it promised to be sort of exciting and I was sure it would be educational (my mom must know some things I haven't had time to learn!).
So I told my mom that she was right, and that I was going to go out. Go out and get some fresh air.
And I wasn't lying.
I wouldn't want you to think that generally I'm a less than truthful person. I believe truthfulness is always important.
But sometimes it's just as important to make sure the truth you're telling isn't the WHOLE truth.
I did go outside and get some air.
But let me tell you WHERE I went!
There's a nice, long balcony, and it goes around the corner of the penthouse so that you can duck behind the corner if you don't want to be seen.
I told Mom that I was going out, so I left her and Calvin in the kitchen and I walked to the front door and slammed it hard from the inside!
Then I went to Mom's room and opened one of the French windows and walked out onto the balcony.
I laid down in one of the deck chair around the corner.
I had left one of the French windows open so that I'd hear the noises from the bedroom when Mom and Calvin walked in.
I fell asleep out there, and it was nice but I was sorry I did, because I missed s me of the good stuff.
By the time I saw them, Mom only had her panties on, although Calvin still had all his clothes on.
She had been doing a strip act for him.
She was real proud of her body.
It was a good body for a woman of her age.
I know she could have passed for much younger, except that her eyes sort of gave her away. That's a little hard to explain, but the way that she looked at Calvin was the look of a woman who had had a ton of sex experience (I wasn't too sure that Calvin had had even an once!).
Cal was impressed with her body. He was staring at her breasts. I could tell that he wanted to touch them, feel them in his hands and in his mouth. I could tell because I know that look myself.
And Mom could tell too.
"You want to touch them, Cal?" she said, sounding a lot sweeter than when she talks to ME.
"Do you want to hold them in your hands?" Cal nodded.
She walked up to Cal, sort of slowly, like he was a shy animal that could be scared off is she didn't take it slow.
And I think she was right.
I think Cal was real nervous about this whole thing.
But there was Mom, looking as sexy as a woman can, if I do say so myself.
Her body was in fine shape, and she was putting on that look that says that she knew how to use her body to make a guy feel REAL good.
I've used that look myself, and it WORKS. It works different for a young girl like me than it does for a woman who is coming near the top of the hill (which is not to say she's nearly over the hill yet), but it works all the same.
I could see this bulge growing inside Calvin's pants. His eyes were still on her breasts as she walked right up to him so that the tips (they were already hard) scrapped against his shirt.
"Feel them Cal, please," she said, "I want rou to."
Cal swallowed hard his adam's apple ooked as big as his cock! and he raised his tiands slowly and put tnem over her breasts.
At the touch of him, Mom let out a groan and so did Cal.
Cal's groan was real.
I don't think Mom's was.
He held the breasts in his hands, but he was still too shy too play with them, so Chloe (I've decided that's what I'll call her fiom this point, because I don't think so, but I just might end up traumatising myself if I keep calling her Mom! After this, I think I'll always just call her Chloe) put her hand over his and showed him how she liked her breasts to be played with.
"Yes, yes, yes," she moaned, and she took her hands away from his and let him fondle her tits all by himself.
He loved the feel of them, I could tell.
And he loved the way he was exciting Chloe.
She kept up her moans and they were very sexy moans. Standing out there on the balcony I tried to imitate them, real soft. I wanted to see if I could make my moans sound sexy like hers.
Cal was looking hungrily and Chloe's tits now, and I could tell he was thinking of sucking them.
"Go ahead," Chloe told him.
And he bent down to her tits as they stood there together and licked them and loved them up like he couldn't get enough of them even though there was PLENTY of them.
She was stroking his hair with one hand, and with the other hand, she reached down under the elastic of her panties and started to play with herself.
Cal could see the movement of her arm and hand as he bent down to lick her tit points, and he stopped and just watched her for a moment as she fingered her box under the fabric of her panties.
"Do you mind that, Cal?" she asked, "Do you mind when I play with myself?"
Cal shook his head "no."
"I'm sorry dear," she sighed, still moving that hand slowly round and round her box, every once in a while closing her eyes like it just felt too good.
"Your licking my breasts like that just aroused me so that I had to touch myself. Of course, if you'd rather do it, that would be even better."
She just looked at Cal with a hot look and waited for him to make his move.
And this time, Cal didn't need Chloe's hand on his to get him moving.
He reached down and put his hand under her panties and he slid down to her pussy bush and began to rub her.
She didn't take her hand out of her panties, but just laid it on the back of his hand, and just like she had done with her tits, she showed him how she liked her pussy stroked.
It was with a slo"' . , gentler rhythm than he had been using.
It seemed to turn him on even more that he was learning how to really excite her.
I put that away in my mental file for future reference: if you do it right, you can show a guy how to play with your pussy just the way you want it, and he won't feel like you think he's a dumb klutz.
Now that he knew what to do with her box, she took her hand out of her panties and let him do it himself.
She threw her arm around his neck, moaning and holding onto him like she would just sink to the floor is she didn't clutch him like that.
And she spread her legs a little wider, and she said to him, "Now put your finger up me, dear. Slip your finger right up my hole. Oh, I'm so hot now that I need something fucking up my hole!"
So Cal slipped a finger into her, which I can only tell by her reaction, since I couldn't see through the panties.
What she did was clutch on to him even tighter and let out this yell of pleasure that I think could be heard all over Chicago!! ! ! !
I think, speaking as a woman now, that she was overacting. I think I'm a qualified critic, because I'm pretty good at turning guys on myself.
But maybe you can bet away with more than I thought you could.
Calvin sure seemed to be buying it.
And while he was going hard at it slipping his finger up inside her box, she reached down with the hand that wasn't thrown around his neck and began rubbing his cock.
She rubbed it real firmly, and in the same rhythm that he was using to finger fuck her box.
Cal was breathing so hard I thought he would faint!! ! !
So Chloe knew she really had him going now, and she pulled him over to the bed and showed him that she wanted him to lie down.
He did it, and she began to strip his clothes off.
She opened his shirt, but she left it on him, just spreading it open so she could see his whole chest.
Cal didn't have the world's greatest body (to much like a basketball player a little on the skinny side) but it wasn't bad.
And Chloe seemed to really go for his chest, 'cause she rubbed her hands all across it, and then she bent down and began kissing it and nibbling it a little and then she started licking down his belly.
She put her tongue into her navel and swished it around, and then she licked down further until she was licking at the begins of his bush there were just a few little hairs curling up from under the waistband of his pants.
She brought her head up and smiled at Cal as she unbuckled his pants.
"You won't be embarrassed? Making love when it's so light in here?"
I sure hoped he wouldn't be embarrassed!
If they pulled the shades, I wouldn't be able to see anything.
But Cal wanted to see everything that was happening.
He shook his head "no" and she went on taking his pants down.
She pulled the pants down over his legs, and had to stop to unlace and take off his shoes before she pulled them all the way off.
She didn't bother with his socks, she just let them on.
I wouldn't have done that.
They were ugly socks. Maroon and gold. The colors of the East High Eagles. Ugh!! ! !
But now he was naked, except fot his socks, and Chloe was naked, except for her panties.
Cal's body wasn't as bad as I thought it would be, once I could see the whole thing.
And his thing well, his thing wasn't bad at all!
It was full of come stuff just real swollen and red and horny looking!
I could tell he was aching, just aching to come!
Chloe was sitting on the bed by his feet.
She kissed her way up his legs, kissed and licked all the way up the inside of his legs until her head was right between his thighs, right at his crotch.
"Could I suck you, Cal?" she said.
She ran her palm gently over his cock as it lay against his belly.
"I want you in my mouth, is that alright?" she asked.
Cal nodded. He was too excited to talk.
She rubbed over his cock until I could he see his come stuff sliding through her fingers.
And then she held the cock up and jerked him off just a little with her fist.
He was hard as he could get, and then she lower her mouth down around his upright prick.
She blew him real good, real hard and real slow.
And at the same time she was using he mouth on him, she used her hands too.
One hand just kept playing with his balls, and the other hand was in a loose fist around the base of his rod and every time her mouth slid up the shaft she would slide her fist up the shaft too so that his cock was always surrounded by her fist or by. her her sucking mouth.
He wasn't going to last long.
I could tell it was the best blow job that he had ever had.
He was straining to hold back his come.
Chloe slid up to the top of his cock and looked at him. I think she could feel in her mouth how his cock was so ready to come.
So she let his cock slide out of her mouth and she spread her legs and got on top of him.
She still had her panties on and they were totally wet by now.
She lowered her pussy so that she slid it up and down over the underside of his cock and the cock lay against his belly.
It felt real good to him, but it wasn't quite enough like the feel of real pussy to make him shoot, which is the way that Chloe wanted it.
She kept looking him right in the eye, and Cal looked her right back in the eye but his mouth was hanging open like he couldn't believe it was happening to him.
"Would you like to put it in me, Cal?" she said, her voice sounding about two octaves lower than it usually does. "Would you like to feel me all around your cock?"
Cal gave another nod, and Chloe swung off of him and stood by the bed and took off her panties.
Cal was staring at her box and she knew it, so she ran a hand through her bush and then fingered her clit and then her slit and then she stuck three fingers up her hole and moved them in and out.
"I think I'm ready for you, Cal ready for your cock."
Then she swung her self back on top of him and spread her legs and took his leaky rod in her hand and pushed it up into her.
Cal moaned, and she began to rock on him, a little back and forth, a little up and down, like she was riding him.
"Oh, I ... Geez ... I ... stop, please!" Cal was begging, 'cause he knew he was going to shoot it in a second.
But Chloe didn't stop.
I wouldn't have either.
If you can make a man come quick, it makes him feel about one inch tall, and then you've really got him where you want him.
So Cal shot it after she had slid over his rod only a few times.
His face screwed all up and he tried to hold it but the feel of pussy was just to much and he came into her as she just kept rocking and rocking on his cock.
"That's alright, dear," she said to him. "You have more of it to give me. I'll show you in a while."
And she lay down beside him.
He turned away from her, real embarrassed.
She didn't try to turn him toward her, she just stroked his back for a long time and didn't say anything.
Then after a while she began to play with . his cock again, really slow and gently.
And he got hard and she got on top again.
This time, he lasted a pretty long time and Chloe looked like she came, and I don't think that she was faking it but that's real hard to tell.
The only way I can tell is that she didn't overact like she had before.
She just got real quiet and Cal moved his hips under her the best he could and she bit her Up and her body began to shake, this shudder going all the way through her.
So it must have been real. If she had been faking it would have been a lot noisier.
I was glad I had seen the whole thing.
I didn't feel traumatised, but these things are hard to tell.
I may not have gotten traumatised, but I did get one hell of a cold.
I was standing out there for probably an hour and a half, and the wind came up (and when you're on the top of a building in Chicago, it gets WINDY!) and the sun started to go down and it got cold real quick.
I had to wait for them to drop off to sleep, and by that time, I was already sneezing and sniffling.
So when they went to sleep, I snuck back in through the room, and then I took a half dozen aspirin and went right to bed, thinking maybe I could beat the cold that way.
But I didn't.
I got so sick that I forgot all about the fact that I might have been traumatized for life.