| Chris leaned against his truck, looking impatiently at his wristwatch once more. Not that he minded the wait; it was just that he wanted to be with her again. They had met the month before at a party and that in itself wasn�t anything special. He had met lots of chicks at parties and bars, but not one like this one. Glancing once again at the glass front of the convenience store where she worked, he couldn�t help but smile as he saw her come out. Damn, he thought. She�s fine. Maybe tonight�s the night. Straightening up as Marly came over to him, almost skipping in her delight at seeing him standing there, he grinned as he watched her breasts jiggle seductively in her tight t-shirt. Stopping in front of him, she stood on her tip toes to give him a quick kiss, and then said, �Where are we going? You said you had something planned.� �Yeah, well, you might not want to go,� Chris answered. �If you don�t, we can think of something else to do.� She smiled. �How will I know if I don�t want to go if I don�t know where we�re going?� He grinned. �A friend of mine is having a party over at Speedy�s. Ever been there?� Speedy�s was one of the local bars with a rather rough reputation. Marly frowned slightly. �Isn�t that a biker bar?� she asked. �Not really,� Chris answered. �But it is different. Wanna go?� �Sure�, she replied doubtfully. �Just if I wanna leave, we will okay?� Chris looked down at the lovely girl. Of all the females he had dated since he had figured out that girls were for more than just teasing, this one was the most different. Most chicks dropped their pants for him quicker than he could unzip �em, but not this one. Marly seemed to know how to avoid that and it was driving him to distraction. Other than a few quick kisses, and some tantalizing hugs during which he had been able to lightly explore her dimensions, she seemed distant and seemingly oblivious to his advances. And not wanting to scare her away, he hadn�t pushed it, but well, enough was enough he considered. Grinning, he replied, �Well, we don�t have to go, you know. If you want to do something else, just say so.� Marly looked up at the taller man. When she had first met him, her best girlfriend had warned her that he was trouble, but damn, he was so� Inwardly blushing, she decided to go for it. �Well, to tell the truth, I don�t know. Tell you what. Take me home and I�ll change real quick, then we can maybe pop in for a few if you want, okay?� �Okay,� he said with a non-committal shrug. With that, they got in his truck for the short ride to the small house she shared with her older sister who was divorced and miserable and insisted everyone else had to be just as miserable as well. Having met the sister only once, Chris knew she didn�t approve of him, and he didn�t give a shit. Pulling into the driveway a few minutes later, he immediately noticed the absence of the sister�s van, but didn�t think too much about it as they got out and went inside. �Make yourself at home, Chris. There�s a beer in the �fridge if you�re interested,� Marly said with a somewhat nervous smile. �Okay,� he answered. �Where�s Miss Sunshine?� he inquired, suddenly curious. �Um, she went to San Francisco with her girlfriend Monica,� she answered as she turned on the stereo. �They�ll be gone all weekend.� �Really? So you have the place to yourself, huh?� Chris asked as the possibilities began to fill his mind. �Yeah, I do. I�ll be right out, okay?� Marly immediately left to go to her room. He stood there a moment, then turned and went into the small kitchen and got a beer from the refrigerator. Looking through a drawer for a bottle opener, Chris became vaguely aware of the sound of the shower running, and decided he would have a seat and wait. Returning to the living room, he sat down on the sofa and sipped his beer. In the bathroom, Marly quickly pinned up her long blonde hair and glancing at herself in the mirror on the back of the door, she hoped her plan would work out. When her sister had told her she was going out of town for the weekend, she had decided immediately she would sleep with Chris this time. Since their first meeting, it was all she thought about, but she didn�t want to seem easy and she sure as hell wanted him to stick around. The last few guys she had slept with, well, once the deed was done, it seemed like the relationships had went to hell in a hurry, so this time she had decided to wait a bit. But it was to the point now that she didn�t want to wait any longer, and it had been months since the last time she had bothered. That one had been about as satisfying as a root canal, she reflected as she quickly soaped up, and some female intuition told her that Chris would be different. He fucking better be, she thought with a giggle. Rinsing off, she got out and toweled off, unclipped her hair and wrapping the towel around herself, took a deep breath and stepped out into the short hallway. Hearing the door open, Chris turned and glanced through the entrance to the hall, and seeing her standing there, he smiled and then slowly got to his feet. The towel she had wrapped around her body barely covered her, and with an answering smile, she said in an innocent tone, �Do we have to be there right away?� �Um, we don�t have to be there at all, you know. I mean, if you have other plans�� Chris left the statement open intentionally, very much aware of the sudden twitch in his pants. In answer, Marly reached up and pulled the towel open, then turned and went into her bedroom. He hesitated only a second, then followed. Entering the room, he stopped at the door long enough to kick off his shoes, then went to her and stood there looking at Marly. Without a word, he took her face in his hands, and bending slightly, he kissed her lightly on her lips. At once she put her hands to the back of his neck and returned the kiss, opening her mouth as his tongue slipped out to meet hers. Putting his arms around her, Chris slid his hands slowly down her back to her ass, feeling the soft, firm curves as he pulled her against his body. In answer, Marly put her hands under his t-shirt and it took only a moment before she pulled it over his head. Sliding her hands down his bare chest, she was happy to know at last that he wasn�t some hairy dude. The ones she had been with before usually were, and lots of body hair just turned her off. Reaching his flat, firm abdomen, she unbuttoned the top of his pants, and then slowly unzipped them. |
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