Part VII
�What time are you going to pick me up tomorrow Jack?� I asked him as he sat back down next to me as from refilling his bowl for a second time.
�What time is good for you?� He asked as he dipped his toast into the soup.
�I'm not sure. I guess sometime in the afternoon would be good. Do you know how to swim?� I asked him.
�Yes.� He said. I just looked at him and ate away.
�Did you have lunch Jack?� I asked.
�No. I�ve been too busy today.� He said.
�That�s why you remind me of a starved wolf.� I told him. �You should have taken a bigger bowl.�
�I didn�t plan on eating that much, but the soup was good.� He told me.
�I don�t know how to swim.� I told him.
�I can teach you if you like.� He said.
�Maybe.� I said. I had eaten my one bowl of soup and just buttering the somewhat still heated toast with butter and ate them so that Michael could have his fill of my soup. I started to flip through the channels, then just gave up and stood up.
�I�ll be right back.� I told him as I left the kitchen. I�m pretty sure that he did not hear me. I stopped to pick my shoes up from besides the couch and to pick up my bag from on the couch. I walked down the hall to my room, and left the door open. I walked over to the bed where I dropped my shoes, then walked to my closet where I hung my bag up on the nail on the inside. I then walked over to the large set of windows that faced my yard and the neighbor house, and a part of the street and opened the blinds covering them. I moved back and forth in my room as I got undressed, and placed things in there places. My watch on my dresser. My clothes in the hamper by the closet. My bra over the back of the chair. I wasn�t wearing any panties, so that was where my undressing ended.
I walked over to the window and looked out with my hands pressed against the glass. I stood with my legs together and was grateful that there were no kids on the block that I lived. I stood there waiting for something. I don�t know what, but I was tingling with the thought that someone would see me. I was half hoping that it would be the lady next door.
�Don�t move.� I heard him say. For one moment I was too scared to know what was happening, then I remembered it was Jack and I closed my eyes and didn�t move. Now I know that I wanted the lady next door to see me. His hands just didn�t slid over me like in some bad porn move. He held every part of me. He was kissing my neck as one of his hands held on to my waist and his other hand probed its fingers up my pussy. His hand come around my waist and as his fingers pushed deeper and one of his fingers rubbed my clit in circles. I was pushing myself back into him, to keep from coming to soon. I felt his penis as it grew and pressed itself into my ass.
�Some one is going to see us Jack.� I told him.
�And what?� He asked me.
�I take it that we are no longer laying low?� I asked him, after which I sucked my breath almost painfully though my teeth. Sounds wanted to come out of my open mouth as I was pushed against the window. But nothing came out as the lower part of my body was assaulted. My legs were spread wide, and my ass was just being pressed back to him as his fingers toyed, shocked and teased me. The palms of my hands became the only part of my body to be touching the glass as I now pushed my body back into his. Soon his hand was in time to my pushing as it he started to plunge into me. He started to pull us down to our knees. His body was also moving along with mine, as I moved back and forth. I heard and felt his breath as it was expelled over my shoulder. No one could see us now, but I didn�t care anymore. Little tremors started to travel around my body. He tried to hold me still as my movements became erratic. I clawed at the glass, and he just continued to drive me further and further. I was aware of how I was dripping all over his hand, and how he used it in rubbing my clit, and slipping to all parts of my vagina. I felt something going off inside of me, and my body just moved. Every part went in it�s own direction. Jack did a good job of holding me together as I trashed about.
As he held me as I calmed down. When I started to think again, I realized that he came. I felt his warm cum was running down my back and over my ass, and getting closer to my thighs. I was happy that he came. It would have been a shame if I was the only one to get off on this. But also because I do not think that I could go another round for him to get off. At least not yet. I remember the tightening of his arms around me. That must have been when he came. Did he say anything? I don�t remember. He slowly pulled me down with him so we now laid on our sides.
�Did you say something about laying low?� He asked me.
�What?� I asked him. �Oh that.� I said as I started to remember. �It�s not that important.� I said as my body started to demand that I sleep. I did a quick mental check of the house. No windows were open and I locked the door after Jack came in. I can fall asleep, and I started to as I felt him moving behind of me. He got up and started to move away. My hand went back to try and catch him. I missed.
�Jack?� I asked as I laid there.
�I�m just getting a blanket.� He said. He shook out it out, and then he let it take its time as it fell though the air to land over me. Just before and as it touched my skin, a cold shiver went though me. I waited for Jack to come back to lay with me. When he did, the warmth came back to my body. I held on to his hand that he laid over me. I felt his lips as he kissed me on the back of my neck.
�Thank you.� I told him.
�It was my pleasure.� He said. I saw the last of the orange rays of the sun as I started to close my eyes.
