Chapter 5
Lloyd followed Claire to her apartment. She pulled into the parking space and waiting for him to park his car. When Lloyd got out he looked nervous. Claire giggled at him. A grown man acting like it was his first time. She was the one who should have been shaking, but Claire wasn't nervous. She was anxious to be with Lloyd Hamilton, even looking forward to it.
"It's this way." Claire said, taking his hand.
"Claire, I don't know about this." Lloyd stammered.
"You've come this far, come on. Good grief, Lloyd, you act like I'm going to bite you or something. I promise I won't hurt you, okay."
"It's not that, Claire."
"Well, what then?"
"I don't know, I'm afraid I won't be able to behave myself."
"Yes you will, I promise." Claire said, taking his hand and pulling him toward the building.
Lloyd followed along, but not without reservations. Geoffrey and Len were his friends and Geoffrey was home drunk, passed out in bed. He couldn't just waltz over and make love to his friends sister this way, it wasn't right. And what about Len? Lloyd was feeling weaker and weaker with each step. Claire's gorgeous ass wiggled in front of him and he was feeling the booze. Even though he'd been living with a woman for the past several months, Lizbeth didn't make love with him regularly and Lloyd was horny as hell.
"I live on the bottom floor." she said, leading the way. They walked down the dark apartment corridors to Claire's apartment and when she turned the key and flipped on the light, Lloyd hesitated before coming inside.
"What's wrong now?" she asked with a grin.
"Claire, really. I should go."
"Lloyd, I promise I won't lay a hand on you, okay. Just come in and have some coffee. We'll talk."
Lloyd thought about it. "Okay." he agreed.
When he came in Claire locked the door and tossed her keys onto the table. She told him to make himself at home and that she'd be right back. Lloyd asked if he could have some aspirin and she told him where to find them. Claire was amused by his nervousness. She like it. Lloyd Hamilton was just the type of man she could have fun with.
Claire came out to the kitchen after changing into a nightie and Lloyd's eyes bugged out at the sight of it. She had on a long silky black gown with delicate lace resting over the tops of her breasts and two revealing lace panels on the sides. Claire knew it was driving him wild, but she pretended not to notice.
"I hope you don't mind my changing," she said, getting the coffee on, "but, I like to be comfortable. Why don't you make yourself comfortable, Lloyd. We can go in the living room and talk."
Lloyd didn't respond. He was too taken by her loveliness. She moved like a graceful swan and he watched as her nightie swayed back and forth when she made the coffee.
"What would you like to talk about?" Lloyd asked, just to get conversation rolling again.
"Oh, I don't know, whatever you'd like, I suppose. What sort of work do you do?" she asked.
"Teacher." Lloyd said abruptly.
"Oh, where?" she asked with a grin. Claire knew he was struggling and she loved it.
"Ah, the high school. I coach football."
"Terrific." Claire said. "So, let's talk about your job, okay."
"Well, there's nothing to tell really."
"There must be, Lloyd. Come on, we can go to the living room while the coffee is perking." Claire led the way and Lloyd followed. The light in the room filtered through her nightie and Lloyd could see she was completely naked underneath. Her curves were silhouetted in the light and he felt his heart skip a beat seeing her trim form and tight little butt.
Claire lit three candles then put out all the other lights. She created a romantic atmosphere for them to talk in and Lloyd liked it. He took off his shoes and had a seat in the chair. Claire asked him why he chose to sit across the room from her and his reply was honest.
"I don't think we'd talk very much if I sat next to you." he said.
"Why not?"
"Claire, you've got to realize, I've been without a woman for months, I mean, Lizbeth and I lived together yes, but she wasn't very warm or affectionate. I've been lonely for female company for a long time now and seeing you there with that sexy gown on, well, I don't think I'd be able to control myself."
"I think you would, Lloyd, try. Besides, I've never been with a man before and I'm not sure I'm ready now. I'll keep you in check." she said. Lloyd was shocked. Claire a virgin? He never would have guessed. The whole idea made his head dizzy. Lloyd had never spent time with a virgin before. He'd never dated anyone young enough to still be one. He was excited by the idea and immediately decided to join her on the couch.
When he sat down, Claire's warm sexy body closed in toward him. She lifted her knees to the side and rested them across his legs then wrapped one arm around his neck.
"There." she said smiling sexily. "This isn't so bad, is it?"
"No."
"Good, so let's talk."
"Claire, I can't do this." Lloyd said, pulling away.
"What's wrong now?"
"The same old thing, you're Geoffrey's sister for God sake, I can't do this."
"Lloyd Hamilton, you're taking a lot for granted, don't you think?" Claire snapped.
Lloyd was silent. She was raising her voice to him and he was stunned.
"Just because we sit close and we're alone together and just because I'm in my nightie doesn't mean I want to have sex with you, okay. You're doing all this talking about controlling yourself like it is all up to you. I have some say in the matter too." she said.
She was right, Lloyd thought. Claire was a person too. She had a good fifty percent say in the matter.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean anything by it."
"Well, stop acting as if you were the only one with control around here."
Lloyd sat down again and let her resume her position. He calmed down considerably and finally, Lloyd looked at her. Claire's lips appeared shiny in the candlelight and we wanted to taste them again.
"May I kiss you?" he asked softly. She moved closer. Lloyd's mouth enveloped hers and they kissed again with the same controlled passion as before. His cock was thumping like a rabbits foot and he had to pull away to quiet it down. Lloyd seemed out of breath, but Claire wouldn't let him get up. She wrapped herself around him more and they kissed again. Lloyd's hands began roaming over her body. The silk fabric of her nightie gave him chills and as her tongue ventured inside his mouth, Lloyd moaned.
"Claire, wait a minute, Claire, wait." Lloyd mumbled through their kiss.
"What?"
"I can't ... " he said, but Claire moved closer almost on his lap and kissed him letting go of a little control. She pressed herself to him until Lloyd was losing control too. His hands roamed over her body like a sculptor feels his work and when he got to her breasts she let his fingers nibble at the flesh. Lloyd was breathing heavily. His cock wanted out of its cage, but Claire wouldn't make a move to free it and he wasn't about to make the first move. She was squirming onto his lap now, wiggling and twisting, mashing her soft thighs on his and placing the v of her crotch over his dick.
"Claire, we need to stop this." he said, huffing and squirming.
"Why?" she asked, kissing his mouth between words.
"I, I ... "
She held tight forcing her lips to his and she pressed her pussy to his lap rubbing and squirming over his cock until she felt Lloyd letting go of all control. He gave up wrapping both arms around her and giving his all into the kiss. Lloyd's cock was twitching wildly. He reached down and unzipped his jeans then started to pull it out, but Claire wouldn't move aside letting him get a good grip on it. Lloyd tried to move her so he could get it out, but Claire stopped kissing him and got off his lap. Lloyd was left sitting with his hand inside his jeans, shortness of breath and a silly look on his face as Claire sat on the cushion next to him and said maybe he was right.
"It might not be a good idea for us to do this after all." she said.
"What?" Lloyd asked, his hopes dashed.
"You know, what you said about being my brothers friend and all, it makes sense, I mean, if it makes you this uncomfortable, maybe we should just forget it."
"Well, I've thought about it and to be honest, I guess I over reacted, Claire. Hey, when you think about it, Geoffrey should be thankful it's me and not some weirdo he doesn't know."
Lloyd was scrambling. He didn't want to stop now, not now. He was ready for her.
"I don't know, Lloyd. Maybe we should think about this awhile longer." Claire said. "Oh, coffee's ready, would you like a cup?"
He caught his breath and took his hand out of his pants. Lloyd couldn't believe this was happening. He agreed to have coffee and Claire went after it alone while he put himself back together. Claire was giggling to herself while she arranged the coffee tray. She enjoyed teasing men and Lloyd was playing right into her hands. Claire had no idea how much it hurt a man to tease him that way. She was playing with fire and was about to get burned.
When she came back inside, Lloyd was combing his hair. He stood up when she entered the room and Claire could see his erection had gone down. She was hoping to bring it back up as soon as the coffee was gone.
"Cream?" she asked, sensually.
"Yes." Lloyd said, averting his eyes from her.
"I hope you're not angry with me, Lloyd." she said. "I just don't want us to do something we're not ready to do."
"I'm not angry, no."
"Good, because I really like your company. I hope we can see each other again." Claire said, sitting next to him and letting her nightie rise above her knee.
"After this I think I'll go home." he said, taking a sip.
"Why, Lloyd, you are angry, aren't you?" Claire pouted.
"No, I'm not angry, it's just that, well, it's really late and I have to work tomorrow."
Claire knew she had to work fast. She didn't want him to get away. She put down her coffee then moved close to him again. Lloyd still held his coffee mug, but she took it from him and set it next to hers on the table.
"Claire, please." Lloyd said with a helpless moan.
"Please what?" she said, kissing his mouth again.
"I, we, I ... "
Claire sat up in his lap again and kissed his mouth so tenderly it send chills through his body. She put her tongue inside his mouth and made tiny flitting movements with it sending chills up Lloyd's back bone. He tried to stay calm, not getting an erection, but the more Claire moved over him the more difficult it became. Lloyd felt himself giving in again. Little by little he ventured into passion until she had him in the same state he was in before coffee.
"Claire, please." he begged, kissing between the words again, but Claire refused to let up. She writhed over him, rubbing, squirming, gyrating on his lap until Lloyd was ready for a fuck. He scooted forward and tipped Claire over onto her back then mounted her on the sofa. Lloyd's legs nestled between hers forcing Claire to spread apart until one of her feet rested on the coffee table and the other was stretched up across Lloyd's back.
He kissed her, forcing his tongue into her mouth and he managed to release his dick and guide it to her pussy, but when Claire felt it hitting her bare flesh she moaned and grunted trying to throw him off.
Lloyd didn't realize she wanted him to stop. He was too engrossed in passion. He thought she was squirming to get it inside, but as the tip of his cock slipped into her wet virgin hole Claire broke away from him and screamed.
"Get off!" she cried.
Lloyd froze. He didn't know what was happening. He was confused. When he realized what Claire meant, he got up immediately.
"Lloyd, damn, you're moving so fast," she said.
"I thought you ... "
"Well, you thought wrong!" Claire snapped, pulling her nightie down around her knees. Lloyd felt the sexual tension in his body and when he realized she was teasing him he got angry.
"I'd better leave now, Claire." he said, standing up and poking his cock back in his pants. "Thanks for the coffee and everything."
"Lloyd, wait." she said, jumping up and taking his hand. "Will I see you again?"
"I don't know."
"What do you mean, you don't know, tell me?"
"Maybe, sure, I'll see you sometime."
"When, where?"
"I don't know Claire, maybe over at Geoffrey's again. I'll be playing poker over there next week, maybe I'll see you there." he said, taking his hand free and starting for the door.
"Lloyd, wait a minute." Claire said, running after him. "I'm sorry about this, really, but I've never done this before. I'm a virgin, Lloyd, I'm scared, that's all."
Lloyd felt compassion for her then. He remembered his first time and how scared he felt. He put his arms around her neck and pulled her to him.
"I know, Claire, and that's one of the reasons why I'm leaving now. I'm not a virgin, okay. I can't pretend I am. Being here with you is kind of hard on me." he said.
"Why?"
"Why, huh, well." Lloyd laughed through a frustrated grunt. "Let's see, Claire, probably because touching you and kissing you is making me crazy. I could make love with you right now, Claire. I'm ready for you. I could put my cock inside your sweet feminine body and feel the warmth of you smothering me with sensual love, but you don't happen to be ready for that yet and it's making me sort of anxious."
"You're saying you want me, Lloyd?" Claire asked, knowing her questions were making it more difficult for him to leave.
"You might say that, sure." he said with a grin. "I'd better just go. We'll see each other again."
"Lloyd ... " Claire said. She was stalling him. She wanted him to stay.
"I'd better go." He whispered, looking into her eyes. Lloyd opened the apartment door and stepped out to the corridor. He turned around and looked at her standing there. Claire's gown was transparent in the candlelight and Lloyd grunted another laugh looking at her. He wanted to ravage her right there on the spot. He wanted to slam his cock so far in her body she'd beg for mercy, but he couldn't do that, she wasn't ready for it.
"What's so funny?" Claire asked.
"Nothing."
"But, you just laughed at something?"
"No, I wasn't laughing." Lloyd said, putting on a serious expression.
"May I kiss you good-night?" she asked.
"I don't know, Claire, maybe that isn't such a good idea."
"Please, just once. We can do it right here in the hallway, Lloyd."
He desperately wanted to. Lloyd tilted his head and nodded yes. He moved to her and Claire wrapped herself around him again. Lloyd was prepared to remain calm this time. He wasn't going to let himself be disappointed again. Claire kissed his mouth. She tried to get her tongue inside, but Lloyd refused it.
"What's wrong?" she asked.
"Claire, you're killing me." Lloyd said.
"What do you mean?"
"I mean, you're not making this easy for me."
"I just want a kiss good-night, Lloyd." she said with a girlish whine.
"No, I don't think that's all you're after, Claire." he said, sternly. "I think you want me to get worked up again so you can turn me down."
"That's not true, Lloyd."
"No, well, I think it is. You may be a virgin, Claire, but you're no innocent little girl. You know exactly what you're doing to me and I can't go through it anymore. I'm not a saint, you know. I'm a man, Claire and you're making it real difficult for me to control myself."
Claire didn't speak. She could see he was upset. Lloyd was letting his frustrations vent and she let him do it.
"If you didn't want it why'd you climb up on top of me that way, Claire? Why'd you lead me on? I'm not a little boy, okay. I'm a full grown man and I'm just not used to women climbing on top of me and wiggling their ass over me just to turn me down when we're about to make love."
"I told you why." Claire pleaded.
"Yeah, I know, a virgin, well, good-night, Claire Baby, I've gotta get going. Maybe I'll see you later." Lloyd said, huffing a deep sign then walking quickly to his car. Claire stood in the hallway watching him storm off. She felt terrible about upsetting him. She wished he'd come back. Claire knew she'd make love now, she wanted to. She liked Lloyd Hamilton and didn't want to lose him because of a silly game she was playing.
Claire saw his car lights then watched him drive away. She stepped back into her apartment and was about to close the door when suddenly, it flew open knocking her back against the couch.
"Hi, babe." Duke said.
"What are you doing here ? Get out of my apartment."
"Not tonight, Claire. Tonight you and me have some unfinished business."
Duke closed the door and came over to Claire. She was scrambling to get up and he helped her grabbing her arms then yanking her to him.
"So, you don't date, is that a fact, Claire Baby, so who's the dick who just left here?"
"Let me go, Duke! You let me go or I'll scream rape."
"Hey, no point in screaming about something unless it happens, babe." Duke reached down and unzipped his pants. He held Claire to him with one hand then pulled out his cock with the other.
"Don't worry, baby, Duke will give it to you." he snickered.
Claire started to scream, but Duke covered her mouth and knocked her to the floor. He forced himself on top of her and told her if she didn't shut up she'd be sorry.
"One more sound and I'll bust your face, Claire. You wouldn't want that, would you?"
Claire shook her head no.
"Good, so you just keep quiet and this won't take long at all. I'm just here to collect a debt, Claire Baby. I just want what's coming to me."
"What are you going to do?"
"Hey, baby, you have to ask? You know, I didn't realize your were virgin cunt. That makes it a whole lot nicer. Yes, ma'am, I can't remember having virgin pussy."
"Don't touch me, stop that." Claire said squirming under his weight. Duke was feeling between her legs. He was trying to finger her slit before giving her his rod.
"Hey, no shouting, Claire Baby, remember, you don't want that pretty little face of yours to look like raw meat, do you?
Claire quieted down.
"Good girl, now you just lay back and enjoy this baby, I'm gonna make it real real good."