Chapter 5
Henry Kilmer woke late that day. It was eight o'clock and he had better hurry or he would be late starting his traditional Saturday chores.
"On a farm," his father often reminded, "everyone has their own job to do."
For Henry that meant checking and patching the fences, feeding the various but small selection of stock that his father had acquired, checking the level of well water and cleaning up the barn.
Henry knew that if he got a late start then he might miss his noon meeting with Judy Locke. After last night, he had gone to bed not certain that he wanted to see her, but now, in the light of a new day, he knew that this was one appointment that he wanted to keep.
He stretched the wariness from his body and began his morning regiment of exercises.
"Err" he groaned as he began his first of fifty set-ups.
These were followed in rapid secession by an equal number of push-ups, jumping jacks, leg raises and groans from pain.
Henry cursed the fact that he had allowed his studies to break his regiment. He hadn't exercised in a week and his body hurt.
As he was going through his paces, he thought of what his mother had done for him last night. She had helped him to get over his shyness and helped him to experience feelings that he never thought could exist in him.
He wondered what his father would do and he wondered if his mother would ever tell. The sounds of footsteps nearing his door broke the spell that he was under.
There was a knocking at his door.
"Come in." he heard himself saying.
The door opened and his mother entered the room. She was wearing the bathrobe that he had given her for her last birthday. He took that to mean that he wouldn't be in for trouble.
Susan greeted her son with a warm smile. She could appreciate what must be going on in his mind. Perhaps he even wondered if she might tell his father on him. She drew near to him and he rose to meet her. She softly kissed him on the cheek.
Henry sensed the feeling of warmth that was coming from his mother and he tried to let her warmth envelop him. He felt her lips press against his face and it gave him a warm, tender feeling all over. He was thrilled just looking at his mother.
"Good morning." she said.
"Hi." he answered. "How do you feel today? I mean after what you were through yesterday, I'm happy to see you up so early." he felt the awkwardness of his words. He hoped that she would pick up what was on his mind.
"What do you mean, after what I went through. How do you feel?" she smiled. "After what you were through yesterday, I'm glad to see that you’re up today."
He smiled. She always knew the right thing to say to him. She always knew how to make him feel fine.
"I feel great ... now that you're here." he said.
"Thank you." she said. "Don't worry about what happened, Henry. Just enjoy the feelings that we shared and remember them when you're with someone else. You can't allow yourself to fall back into your shell."
Susan felt strange about sounding like a mother to him. She knew that he would need some words of encouragement and she hoped that those would suffice.
She stood away from her son and left the room. She was certain that he was now a man.
Henry watched as she left the room. He thought about what she had said about his "shell" and knew that she was right. He pulled on his shoes and left his room.
When he got to the kitchen, Henry saw his father seated solemnly at the table. For a moment, Henry thought that perhaps he knew everything. Could it be possible? Supposing his father had found out about what he had done? He decided that he would have to face him. Henry entered the room and spoke to his father.
"Did mom say anything to you about what happened to her last night." he asked.
His father did not answer. Henry took this to mean that he knew. He braved the question again.
"Dad, did she tell you what happened?" he said.
His father looked up from the coffee that he had been dreaming into.
"Yeah, I know what happened to her. I just hope that they catch the creep who did it to her." George felt poorly enough, now he was lying to his son.
Henry felt his entire body ease as his father's words reached his ears. He didn't know. She had been true to him.
"I don't know if we should call the police." Henry said, remembering what his mother had said last evening.
"We'll see, son." George said as he rose from the table.
George had to go somewhere to think. He exited the house and went in the direction of his bar.
"He's really taking it hard." thought Henry.
After finishing breakfast, Henry rushed from the main house and into the jobs that awaited his attention. In record breaking time he ran around the house and the farm doing everything.
He completed his chores and raced back into the house to get ready for his date with Judy.
Taking the steps two at a time, he reached his room. He lifted off his shirt and sniffed at his underarms.
"Christ!" he cursed. "I'll never be on time if I have to take a shower.”
After a momentary debate, Henry opted that a shower was better than smelling like an old shoe. At least this way, he would be allowed to stay.
George grabbed his bathrobe and entered the upstairs shower. The water barely had time to wet him when he was drying off back in his room, drying off with a towel. He blew his hair out quickly, not even bothering to comb it.
Henry pulled on his clothes and was out of the front door in a flash. When he finally found the right address, he was twenty minutes late. He knocked on the door and he received no answered.
"I blew it." he panicked.
He knocked again, this time more forcefully.
Henry heard the light footsteps approaching the door, he felt a wonderful wave of relief shoot through his body.
"Hi." she greeted him, "I thought that you had forgotten about me."
Henry looked at her and surveyed her form. She was wearing a dark blue string bikini and her small body was well oiled with sun tan lotion. Her stomach glistened in the sun as she smiled at him from the door.
"Forget her," he thought, the vision of her looking like this would be forever etched into his mind.
"Well, what's the matter? Cat got your tongue?" she asked as she pulled open the door to allow him to enter.
Henry followed her in and watched her ass as it swayed with her walk. He couldn't believe that he had missed her in school for all this time.
"Do you want to join me for a sun bath? Or should I wash this mess off and we'll study?"
Henry cursed himself for not remembering to bring his book. In his haste to leave, in completely slipped his mind. How could he dodge this.
"I would like to study, but my sister must have stolen my book this morning. I couldn't find it when I left the house this morning." he bluffed.
"That's alright, we can share mine," she said as she continued to walk from the house.
"I wouldn't mind staying out in the sun, but I didn't bring my bathing suit." Henry remarked. "Gee, I really wish you had said something, and I would have brought mine," Henry mumbled, embarrassed.
Judy stopped and turned to face Henry. She smiled and saw Henry nervously smile back.
"Well you can either borrow one of my father's, or you don't have to wear one at all." she looked at him coyly.
"What?"
"There's a huge fence built around my house and you can't see in from the outside." she winked.
"I don't think so, Judy." Henry felt himself recoiling from her. He knew that he wasn't doing what his mother had suggested.
"If you don't mind," he continued, "I could just pull off my shirt and sit next to you."
"Great." she answered. "And Henry, I was only fooling about the other kind."
"You mean you don't have a fence?" he asked, not realizing that she was making a joke.
"No silly. I mean about you going nude." she offered.
Henry followed her outside into the noon day sun. He hadn't realized how hot it was when he was racing over to her house but now the full blast of solar heat warmed him. He gladly removed his shirt and wished that he had the nerve to remove the rest.
Judy lay down on her chase lounge and motioned for him to take the one next to hers.
He sat down next to her and the scent of her oil filled his nose. Its fragrant aroma had a curious, hypnotic effect. He studied her long legs and followed their length as they led to her stomach. He noticed that she was wearing a gold chain around her waist which serve to enhance the presence of her flat stomach. Henry found himself staring at her chain. He lowered his eyes to the bottom half of her scant bikini. He wondered what lay underneath that bit a blue fabric.
"Henry." she said, breaking his trance."I'm very glad that you could come here today."
"I'm glad that you asked me."
"Thanks." she smiled. "I really must confess to you something."
"What could you possibly have done?" he questioned.
Judy Locke was a great general. As the master strategist that she was, she knew how to turn her surrender to an offensive weapon.
"Well, I was planning to meet you for a long time."
"So what's wrong with that?" he asked, reasoning that she must actually like him.
"Nothing, but ... you see, I really like you ... "
Henry felt a smile forming on his face.
"And though there's nothing wrong with that, it was the way that I arranged to meet you that was."
"What do you mean?" Henry quizzed, not caring how she tricked him.
"Well," she continued. "Yesterday's meeting was no accident. I arranged to meet you like that for weeks."
"Hey, don't feel badly. I am very flattered that someone like you could be interested in me." Henry offered, trying his best to act as if his wasn't about to jump in the air with tire excitement that he was feeling.
Judy had practiced her blush long enough to know that it should have blossomed into full bloom.
"I hope that you won't be angry with me," she stated, laying another snare for her prey.
"I'm not angry." he put his arm around her.
"Really?"
"Really." he said as sincerely as he could.
"Then we can be friends?" she asked.
"We are, already." a confident Henry answered.
"Good." she kissed him lightly on the lips. "Because that's what I want us to be, good friends."
"Me too," Henry replied, his heart racing away. She didn't know how friendly.
Judy opened her purse and took out a long, thin, handmade cigarette. She placed it into her mouth and offered her new friend some of her wares.
Henry had spent enough years in a big city high school to recognize the sweet, pungent smell of a Marijuana joint being lit. He had often wanted to sample the enticing smoke but he had never been given the chance to do so before.
He watched as Judy pulled the lighted match from the tip of the joint and inhaled the sweet smoke for the first time. She breathed in the noxious fumes and closed her eyes to better savor the favor.
Judy's taste buds came alive with the sweet taste of the pot. She felt the smoke travel down to her lunges and she allowed dulling effects of the pot to linger longer as she held in her breath for what seemed like hours. Finally, she exhaled the fumes. She brought the tip of the joint to her lips and sucked in the air which filtered through the tip. Again, she could feel her entire body filling with the unique effects that came from swallowing the smoke. She held her breath until she could feel her aching lungs ready to burst and exhaled the smoke into the air.
Henry found himself becoming curious to taste the pot. After all, no one could see him from behind the fence. He watched enviously, as Judy enjoyed the smoke. When she finally offered the burning ember his way, he heard her voice. It was raspier than it was before.
"Light up, Henry. Let's toast our friendship!" she said as she passed the joint his way with a smile.
He took the joint into his hand. He felt its weight. He was surprised to find that it weighed the same as a regular cigarette would. Somehow, he always imagined that it would be heavier. He brought the grass to his mouth and inhaled deeply. The sweet smoke filled his lungs and he quickly coughed it back out again.
Judy, trying to help her friend, pounding his back.
"First time?" she asked.
His coughing answered her question.
"Don't worry. This happens to everyone the first time that they smoke a joint." she stated.
Henry could feel his lungs mercifully clearing.
"Don't worry, Henry. All that happened is that you tried to take too much in at one time. Here," she took the joint from his hands. "Watch me."
Henry watched as his friend brought the glowing object to her full lips. They parted slightly to allow the entrance of the joint. He noticed how he stomach lifted slightly as she pulled in the fumes of the grass. As she exhaled, he watched a tiny drop of perspiration travel down from her silkened, oiled ribs and, aided by the constriction of her stomach as it returned to its original position, down her flattened belly.
Her belly reflected the rays of the sun. Her brown flesh filled his eyes as he could feel the lump he was feeling filling his pants. The desire was starting to build and he didn't know what he was going to do.
She offered the joint to him again.
"Here. Now that you watched me, you're an expert." she said through her raspy tones.
Henry took the cigarette from her tanning fingers and brought it to his mouth. Slowly, more carefully, he inhaled the pungent fumes. He felt the smoke glide down his throat and float through to his lungs. He held in his breath for awhile and slowly allowed it to escape from his lips.
"Well, how do you like it." she asked. "Why don't you try it again?"
Henry repeated the same process that he followed before. Again, he could feel his body fill with smoke. Judging from the tingling sensations that were centering in his spine, he thought that the dope was taking effect.
"Wow," he exclaimed. "Why haven't I ever tried this before?"
"I bet there's a lot of things that you never did before." Judy let slip out of her mouth.
"Dammit!" she thought, "I hope that I don't scare him off.
"You should only know the half of it." Henry offered. He was amazed at the frankness of his words.
"Henry, would you pass the joint back to me? I want to show you a trick." she asked as he found himself returning the joint.
"Come closer." she asked.
He leaned closer to her mouth.
He watched as she placed the lit end of the joint into her mouth. She placed her fingers around his neck and brought him closer to her. She blew the smoke from the other end of the joint it came shooting out into his nose.
Henry inhaled the fumes through his nose. He felt the effects of the smoke. His brain was spinning and he felt free of all inhibitions.
Judy removed the burning tip from her mouth.
"There's one other trick that I wanted to show you ... " her words were cut off as she place the proper end of the cigarette into her mouth.
Henry watched as her stomach swelled with the rapid influx of air. He saw her lips, minus the joint, near his. He felt her soft lips pressing against his. The marijuana had made him more receptive to the pressure from her lips. She parted his lips with her tongue and forced the smoke that had been filtering through her lungs, into his opened mouth.
At first, Henry had been caught off guard by this sudden move, but now he could feel the smoke that had been ripening in her body mix within him. He exhaled their smoke and allowed her tongue entrance into his mouth. He had never felt anything as fantastic as the feeling he was having now. He wished that this feeling could go on forever.
Her snake like tongue slithered across the roof of his mouth and played with the interiors of his cavity. Her taste, mixed with the unique taste left in his mouth, was enrapturing.
"I like this trick better than the first one." he said.
"Are you happy that I tricked you into coming here?" she asked.
"Oh yes." he lowered his lips upon hers.
"Would you like to rub some oil on me?" she asked. "I'll do the same for you."
Henry could feel his erect cock jump out of his pants as his mind played his fantasies before his brain. He hoped, prayed that she would do what he hoped she would.
Judy sat back on the chase lounge. Her oily, sinewy belly pointing up at him. She brought her hand to her cleavage and unsnapped the hook that was holding the top half of her bikini tightly to her chest. She separated the cups of her bra with her slender fingers to reveal her small breasts to Henry's view.
Henry saw the offering that Judy had made and he knew that dreams do come true. His eyes fixed on her small, firm tits. They pointed their nipples directly to his brain, invitingly.
He saw them and in his mind they invited him to sample them. Henry brought his lips to her nipple and savored the texture the her hardening raisin. The taste was unbelievable, he couldn't believe this was happening.
He lifted his lips from her tit and gazed into her smiling face. The warm glow that she radiated reminded him of his mother, as he unscrewed the top of her tanning oil. He poured a generous portion of the oil into his palm. He put the bottle down beside his legs and brought his hand over her erect flesh.
The oil, which had been sitting in the sun and was warm, covered the tip of her tit, sending tremors of glorious sensations throughout her body. Her cunt tingled with anticipation as he moved his hands in a circular motion over her nipple. He greased her searing point, with his well oiled palm and she gasped out a rushing of air.
Judy dropped her hands to the two buttons which held the panty part of her suit together. She slipped her fingers beneath the snaps and undid them. She pulled her bikini pants off, and parted her legs.
Henry brought the bottle of oil above her smoldering skin. He poured a generous amount in a straight line. Bringing the line of oil down from her neck, between her breasts, past her stomach and to the beginning of her tight, black fur. He let the capped bottle fall to the floor and he brought both of his hands into play. The indescribable sensations that his fingertips were experiencing translated to his groin in waves of on-rushing blood. He could feel his cock swell with his full manhood, as he let his hands roam freely over the length of her beautiful body. He could not believe what was happening, but he knew he liked it.
The intake of the grass before, had let Judy receive the entire spectrum of sensations that she was feeling. Her glistening body melted under the oily touch of her new friend. She heard her breath sharpen rapidly. Her pussy was filling with fluids.
She reached down and unzipped Henry's pants. As soon as his fly was opened, his cock popped out like a Jack-in-the-box. Judy found the bottle of oil in her hands. She lifted the lid from the bottle and emptied the contents into her palm. She brought her slick fingers over the entire length of his shaft as he continued to massage her with his hands.
Henry closed his eyes as Judy lubricated his meat with the oil. She brought her hands up and down his shaft, lengthening his erection by two inches.
"Fuck me," she pleaded.
"Oh yeah," she didn't have to ask twice.
Henry mounted her with his oily muscle and eased it into its target. He heard her pant slightly, as he found a comfortable position on the small chase.
The chair creaked as the two well oiled bodies met in sensual bliss.
"Creak ... creak" was the sound that it made as Henry moved on top of this beauty and as the head of his cock started to throb. Then he plunged his pile driver into her tunnel of love.
"Oh Henry!" Judy gasped as he found the correct tempo of her pelvic response.
She felt her entire pussy fill with his manhood. She knew that it was worth waiting for her man. It had been a long, enduring battle, but now Judy was savoring the spoils of her victory. She grabbed a pillow from the chair that he had been sitting in and placed it under her back. Using this for leverage, Judy could accept more of his huge member.
Henry felt himself entering her more deeply than before. He wondered what this wonderful women was doing to him. He felt her pussy's velvet caress as she tightened the muscles of her cunt around the meat of his cock.
Henry pounded her pussy with his well hardened cock until he thought that he would black out from the effort. The heat the two had caused made a bead of sweat drip into his eyes. The sweat brought a blanket of darkness to his sight. He could feel, sense more now that his eyes were temporarily blind. He could feel the sperm burning in the tip of his cock. It pressured him to release them.
Judy felt a thousand pins prick her organ with each new thrust of his point. She could feel herself coming as she felt the first eruption of his cock spurt into her. Instinctively, she fastened her fucking to meet his climax. They both stated pumping like mad.
"I'm coming!" Henry shouted.
His cream shot from his cannon in hot flares of force, his eyes tighten, as he felt his prick explode again and again.
"I'm coming." he repeated.
The force of his orgasm ignited Judy's clit.
"I can feel it!" she cried.
Judy drove her pussy into his prick. She felt the delicious fullness of his meat full her liquid labia. Her own climax brewed rapidly. She could feel her clit building to the breaking point. She drowned in sensations as the first tidal wave of the climax surfaced.
Losing all control, the greased gladiators pumped and gripped each other. Their moans echoed through the porch, sending their sensual message into the deserted street.
Henry felt his cock exploding as he gasped for air. He felt lost in the ocean of feelings. The effects of the pot were such that, his creaming cock loaded her cunt with jism and his brain soared with sensations.
As the last blows entered her pussy, Judy felt totally released. She had given herself totally to the waves of emotion that their fucking had produced. She felt his plunging cease and she took a deep breath of air. She was coming down off their joint ride and back to earth. She closed eyes as a wondrous sense of euphoria swept her away.
For what seemed like hours, the two slick bodies lay in each other's arms. They had long since separated and were gliding slowly down. Henry opened his eyes slowly and took in the full beauty of his partner. She looked like an angel to him. He thought, in spite of her dark hair, this could be his mother here. Although visually, the two were dissimilar, they really didn't look alike but there was a quality they both had that started to produce just exactly the feelings that this girl produced for him were the same. They both made him feel secure, warm and protected. Judy's eyes opened and he felt their presence instantly.
Judy reached up to him and kissed him lightly on the mouth.
"Hi." she stated breathlessly. "How do you feel?"
He smiled. "Like I'm in heaven."
"That's strange."
"Why?" he sounded puzzled.
"Because some of the things that we just did, broke every commandment in the book," she laughed.
Henry wrapped his thick arms around her and pressed her naked body into his. He could feel her body quiver as she laughed.
He kissed her warmly.
He felt as if he could finally relate to a women.