Laurie pulled away from me, and turning serious, said, "Danny, I'm sorry. That was mean. I'll make it up to you. I'll have some…uh…some surprises for you Wednesday."
"Surprises? What kind of surprises?"
"Silly, they won't be surprises if I tell you. Now you run home and develop some patience."
As I turned away, Laurie softly said, "Oh, Danny."
"Hmm?"
"Have a nice shower."
I picked up a newspaper that was on the back porch and threw it at her.
I thought Wednesday would never arrive. First, I was fearful for the whole time that something would arise to make our parents change their minds or keep them from going. Second, I had stayed in almost a constant state of erection for those two days, and had to change shorts twice a day because I kept soaking them with pre-cum. I had been tempted several times to beat off to relieve the pressure, but each time decided to wait, to save it all for our "lesson time."
All my fears came to naught, though, and 6:00 o'clock Wednesday evening, our parents and Aunt Betty drove off. I waited for fifteen minutes to make certain none of them had forgotten something they would have to return for and then slipped out the back door and over to Laurie's house. I didn't know what to expect when I got there-whether she would be waiting for me in the nude or what. As it was, she wasn't. In fact, she was dressed more fully that usual, with a loose blouse and long, full skirt. Just as before, though, she had barely touched up with make-up, and just as before, she was stunningly beautiful.
The way she was dressed confused me, though. Last Monday, when we couldn't do anything, she had dressed like a little sexpot. This evening, when we were alone, she was dressed like a girl from the Catholic high school. What kind of signals was she sending-had she reverted to shyness with me, had she changed her mind about our "dancing lessons?"
Laurie stepped up to me, put her hands behind my neck, and said, "Oh, Danny, I've been so nervous. I've been so afraid something would happen and we'd have to call this evening off."
"I've had exactly the same sort of feelings," I said. Because of being thrown off by her signals, I was uncertain how to proceed. I desperately needed for her to give some sort of clear signal, to somehow point in a direction that would lead the way. The last thing I wanted was to do something that would turn her away from me, and I hoped she would indicate what she wanted to do.
Luckily, she came to the rescue by saying, "Let's go down to the den and put on some music."
When we got down to the den, I saw the lights had been turned down dim. My hopes soared and my heart beat a little faster. Even so, I still wasn't certain that could be considered a sure signal-the lights could have been turned that way accidentally. As soon as we got into the room, Laurie went over to the stereo and turned it on. The music to "Three Times a Lady," a song Laurie knew to be one of my favorites, came out. Laurie held out her arms to me and said, "Come dance with me, Danny."
Now I really was confused. Laurie had referred to this evening as our "dance lesson," and I thought she was just using a cute euphemism-now I wondered if "dance lesson" had been what she really meant. She moved against me, and nestling close, put her head on my shoulder. Holding her like that felt exactly right, and even if nothing else happened, I felt myself fortunate. The music was some of my favorites, I had the joy of holding Laurie's body up against mine, and if that was all I would get, then that's what I'd happily accept. Laurie put her hand to the back of my neck and lightly caressed it. I could hear her breathing into my ear and responded by caressing her back.
Suddenly, Laurie's tongue reached out and ran lightly in a little circle around my ear lobe. There must be a direct nerve between the ear and the cock because my cock immediately sprang to attention. I had been half-hard till this, but now my cock bloomed to its full dimension, pressing against the front of my jeans. Laurie felt the surge and pressed herself hard against it. With her mouth right at my ear, I could hear her breathing become harder and faster. Nothing could be a clearer signal than that.
I put my hands down to Laurie's buttocks and pulled her in even harder against my bulge. The pressure made my cock throb and put out such a stream of pre-cum that I could feel a large circle of hot wetness all around it. Very slowly, I started to ease her skirt up. I wanted to put my hands on her panties, to move my hands under them and caress her bare skin, make direct contact with the sweet little handfuls of her buttocks. I pulled the skirt almost to her waist and then put my hands down, feeling for the silken smoothness of her panties. Instead of silk, I felt the soft, hot globules of her ass and the crevice that separated them. Laurie was completely bare under her skirt. Under the chaste, full skirt, Laurie was completely uncovered. I had been looking for subtle signals, and she was hitting me between the eyes, instead. I gently kneaded the twin little ripe melons of her ass and murmured, "Oh, Laurie, Laurie."
"That's my first surprise," Laurie whispered.
"First surprise? There's others?"
"In time, Mr. Impatience. First, you have to make up penance for all the times you had to miss. A kiss for each nice thing you've said," Laurie said, turning her face up to mine and opening her mouth for a kiss.
"Oh, what a punishment," I said, my mouth hungrily seeking hers. "I'm going to have to watch the things I say."
Our mouths fought with each other, lip against lip, tongue against tongue. She opened her's wider, completely surrounding mine, and nibbled and ate on my mouth. Her tongue licked over my lips and all around my mouth. She bit down gently on my lower lip, pulling it into her mouth, and sucked and fed on it.
My hands continued to make love to her buttocks, to caress the flesh so close to her center. I moved my fingers into their dividing cleft and slowly traced downward, seeking out the feminine treasures hidden below. Further down, the crevice was wet, coated with her hot, slippery, sexual creams. I moved my fingers up and down, sliding in the hot slickness of her lower crevice. I worked two fingers down even further, to where I could feel the beginning of the hot, swamp of her woman sex. The whole area between her legs was wet, wetter even than she had been before. Cream coated the inside of her thighs, running in little rivers down her legs.
I stroked my fingers across the inside of her thighs and Laurie spread them apart, giving me greater access. Her breath panted into my mouth and her tongue made crazy gyrations in and around my mouth. I dipped a finger into the liquid pudding of her pussy and rubbed around the edge of her vaginal opening. She moaned and pressed the Vee of her sex even harder against my cock bulge. Still holding the kiss, Laurie pulled her hips away from mine and lowered her hand to the front of my jeans. She moved her fingers over and around the bulge, and cupped and gently squeezed it. It was my turn now to gasp, and I panted and moaned into her mouth. Laurie finally broke the kiss just a little. Holding her lips so that they just brushed against mine, she said, "Let's get naked."
I reached for the buttons on her blouse to undo them, and she said, "No…I want to do it. I want to undress for you. Just sit down there and let me put on the Laurie Show." Dumbfounded at my good fortune, I sat down on the sofa, my heart beating fast and my cock throbbing in anticipation of Laurie's show.
Laurie stood there in front of me and slowly ran her tongue over her lips, making them even wetter and more pouty. The music was still playing, and with half-closed eyes she started swaying to the music's slow beat. Her hands went to the front of her blouse and with agonizingly slow movements, she unbuttoned it. Moving the loosened front of her blouse, she flashed me a glimpse of one bra-covered breast and then the other. The turned her back to me, and working the blouse loose from her arms, she shrugged and it fell to the floor. She slowly turned back, her hands in front, each covering a breast. In a graceful motion, she sat down on the floor, carefully spreading the skirt so it covered almost all of her, and removed her shoes and socks. She then stood, deliberately giving me a momentary view of her thighs. Although Laurie was still mostly dressed with skirt and bra still on, the pure sensuality of her actions coupled with the anticipation of what was still to be seen had me gasping and drooling: gasping for breath and drooling a flood of excited pre-seminal secretions. I caught myself holding my breath and had to force myself to breathe normally.