Remember Me? Ch. 02

Linda took me to the family room, but I didn't see anyone else around. "Are your kids here?" I asked.

"I forgot, " Linda started, "Tomorrow's a pupil-free day at school so they don't have to go. They asked if they could stay at my sister's place again tonight, and stay up watching DVD's with their cousins." She stepped closer to me, and said, "I wanted you to meet them, so maybe we can do that later in the week," and as she embraced me, she went on with, "but it does mean we've got the place to ourselves tonight." She gave me a meaningful look, and I felt that wave of excitement again.

"I'd love to meet them," I said, smiling at her, "It'll be a reason to see you again."

Linda linked her hands behind my neck, and with her face close to mine, she said, "You don't need a reason." She kissed me again, and as I felt the warmth from her body, and I smelt the light, stylish scent of her perfume, and tasted her mouth again, my excitement just about went off the scale.

We ate the roast dinner Linda had prepared, in her dining room, and we talked a little more about life, and we laughed, shared stories about our kids, and we continued getting to know each other. Linda's roast dinner was delicious, and after we finished our coffee, she packed her dishwasher, while I stood in the kitchen doorway, just watching her as we talked. Linda was a beautiful, sexy woman to look at, and I just liked watching her move.

After fixing up her kitchen, Linda showed me some pictures of her two daughters, and I saw they looked just like her, but with a faint resemblance to Eddie as well. That wasn't a bad thing, because even though the guy was a prick, he was always good looking. Then, after a short while, Linda said, "Would you like to go for a drive?"

"Where to?" I asked, a little surprised.

"You'll see," Linda answered, a little mischievous, and a little mysterious as well. She picked up her car keys from a side table, and said, "Come on, I'll take you somewhere."

We walked to Linda's Camry, and we both got in, and she started driving back towards my hotel. "Where are we going?" I asked, eager to know, but all Linda would say was, "Just a little sightseeing, that's all."

We drove past my hotel, without stopping, but Linda parked just up the street, outside our old high school, where I had visited earlier that day. By now it was well and truly dark outside, and the school was lit up by security floodlighting on all sides, with deep, dark shadows between the buildings. "Come on," Linda said, opening her door, "Let's go for a walk."

We walked in the gate, and we started to look around the place again, and Linda said, "Does this bring back memories?"

"I does," I said, as Linda took my right hand in her left hand, and we walked into a dark shadow between the admin building and the main classroom block. Then, I added, "But I never thought I'd be prowling around here in the dark, with you."

Linda smiled at that, and bit her lower lip softly, and said, "You never know what life will bring one day, do you?" We wandered around for a few minutes, pointing out things to each other, like the unofficial "smoking lounge," where the "tough guys" hung out, and Linda told me about a crush she had on a guy called Chris Lockhart, in the year above us, when she was in Year 9, the year she turned fifteen. She showed me where he used to hang out with his buddies at school, and she also told me he wasn't interested in her at all, and I was surprised at that. "What was wrong with him?" I asked, considering how pretty she was back then, and with a little giggle, Linda said, "I learned to handle rejection at an early age."

After a while, we found ourselves outside the Home Economics block, where Linda and her friends used to sit during lunch hours, and we sat on the veranda, just as they used to do back then. Linda put her left arm around me, and rested her head on my right shoulder, as we sat in the half-light reflected from the floodlighting at the front of the school. She kissed my mouth again, and surprisingly, she echoed my thoughts from earlier that day.

"Imagine," she started, with her girlish smile, "If I was sitting here, back in our school days, and someone said to me, 'One day, you and Kevin Roberts are going to go to bed together, and you're gonna come your brains out, and scream out his name 'cause it felt so good." She looked at me, her eyes sparkling, and she said, "I would've thought they had rocks in their head, but we did it, Kevin, and you made me scream."

"We were pretty good, though, weren't we?' I said, modestly, as I held her beautiful body to myself.

"I try to be a lady," Linda said, "and I think I behave like one most of the time," pausing to touch the left side of my chin with her right hand, "but you bring out the horny woman in me, Kevin." She gently turned my face toward herself, and said, "It's like there's one special note on the piano, and you hit it."

She went quiet for a moment, and then said, "Let's do something, for old times sake."

"What do you want to do?" I asked, wondering what she was leading up to, but eager to find out.

Linda stood up in front of me, in the dim light, and she reached under her denim skirt and slipped off a pair of pale blue satin bikini briefs, and she handed them to me. "Do you see where I'm going with this?"

"Here?" I asked, unable to keep the smile off my face. Linda sat on my lap, facing my left, and just the knowledge that she had no pants on under her short skirt was making me more excited. I slipped my right arm up under her hair, and rested my palm on the back of her neck, and then I moved my left hand just inside her skirt, to caress the smooth skin of her left inner thigh.

"You're getting warmer," Linda whispered, looking down where my hand was, under her skirt, then moving in to kiss me again, and offering more of her sexy tongue action. She broke the soft, sexy kiss, and said, "I've got a better idea." She stood up again, and said, "If you're gonna do something, you've gotta do it with style." She motioned to me, and said, "You stand up, too."

I stood up, and Linda embraced me in the darkness, looking into my eyes, and she said, "I love oral sex. Giving and receiving." She reached down and unzipped my fly, and reached inside, to fondle my hardening cock, while she kept eye contact. "Nice," she remarked, looking me in the eyes, as she stroked my tool along its length, and then she knelt down on the grass in front of me, and undid my belt, then lowered my jeans to my knees. My cock was now hard, and Linda started by gently kissing the head, and softly, exquisitely, licking me there, a couple of times, before taking the head into her mouth. She stroked back and forth with her mouth, just taking the head inside, and I flinched, sucking air through my teeth, as the sensations seemed to spark through me.

After a few moments, Linda released my cock from her mouth, and stood up. She placed her hands behind my neck again, and kissed me, holding the moist, soft, sexy kiss, and I noticed her mouth seemed warmer than before. "If you want to come in my mouth," she said in a breathy whisper, "that's okay, but this kind of thing always makes me horny, so I might need you to satisfy me after I finish." She kissed me again, quicker this time, but still soft and sexy, and she added, "I'll leave it to you to work out the best way."

Linda knelt again, and resumed her attention to my rock hard cock, once again starting with just the head, and then working down. She began to stroke her mouth along my length, while she used her tongue on the sensitive area just under the head, and I felt myself going weak in the knees, as my orgasm approached. I placed my hands gently on top of her head, as she moved it back and forth, working my orgasm from me with her lovely mouth.

The sweet sensations were building up inside me as Linda worked her magic, and I felt the head of my cock touching the roof of her mouth, as she went down on me in the darkness of the high school grounds, where twenty years go, we had been two schoolkids. "Linda," I said, my voice sounding strained, as I tried to keep myself from speaking too loudly, "You're gonna make me come!"

I took an involuntary gasp, as Linda continued on, undeterred, and suddenly, the sweet sensations exploded in me, beyond my control, as I began to come in her mouth. I felt myself erupting, spurt after spurt, as a shuddering orgasm passed through me, but Linda kept on, working my cock perfectly, right to the end. As my orgasm subsided, Linda released my now half-hard cock from her lips, gently kissed the head one more time, and then and she stood up in front of me. She looked really pleased with herself, as she swallowed, and after she used her right hand to wipe a little dribble from the left side of her mouth, she licked her finger, and said, "Not a drop wasted."

Linda moved in to kiss me softly, with her lips slightly open, and her mouth, was warm, with a slightly salty taste. My knees were still shaking, and as we broke our kiss, I said, "I've gotta sit down, Linda. You made we weak doing that."

"I like to make an impression," Linda said, smiling, as she held onto me, offering gentle support as I stepped backwards, to sit down on the edge of the veranda again.

Linda sat on my left this time, and she hugged me. "So," she started, speaking quietly in the dark, "You liked that, did you?"

"That was fantastic," I said, wishing I had a better word to use, "Your mouth is so pretty. I never thought you'd be so good at using it like that."

"I've got all sorts of hidden talent," Linda giggled, "Once you get to know me." She looked far away for a moment, and with a rather thoughtful note in her voice, she said, "That was another thing I haven't done for a long time," but then she brightened up, and added, "Good to see I haven't lost my touch, though."

We sat there like that for a few moments, until I recovered from the shattering orgasm Linda had given me with her mouth, and she reached over, and took my right hand in her own. Linda slipped my hand under her skirt, making eye contact, and she said, "Feel how wet I am?" I gently touched her pussy under her short denim skirt, and as I slipped my fingers between her lips, I could feel she was oozing fluids.

"I think I should help you with that," I said, kissing her mouth again, as I fondled her pussy with my right hand. I put my left hand behind Linda's back, and I took my right hand from her pussy, and gently lowered her onto her back, with her legs over the edge of the veranda. I moved down, kissing her mouth, as I lifted her head gently with my left forearm, and I said, "I haven't done this for a long time, either. I hope I haven't forgotten how."

"There's no hurry, if you need a little practice," Linda whispered, smiling, with our mouths almost touching. The feeling of her warm breath on my face was making me even more excited. I moved my left arm from behind her head, gently, so her head didn't drop on the veranda, and I stood up to fix up my jeans, in case someone came, and we had to make a quick getaway. Then, I knelt down, and moved between her legs, lifting her denim skirt back to expose her pussy.

Even in the dim light reflected from the security floodlights, I could see Linda's pussy was glistening with her juices, and her labia were swollen with arousal. I put my face to her pussy, inhaling the sexy, piquant scent for a moment, and then I very gently kissed her left inner thigh, teasing her, because I knew very well where she wanted my mouth. Then, I turned to kiss her puffy inner lips. I kissed her there a second time, holding the kiss, reflecting for a brief moment on the very intimacy of what I was doing with Linda, once again inhaling, and then kissing her once more. This time, I held the kiss, easing my tongue between her inner pussy lips, tasting her nectar, and tasting the flesh itself, and then tilting my head to the right, so I could blade my tongue, and probe further between them.

Linda spread her thighs a little wider, and lifted her pelvis just slightly, to give me better access to her pussy, and she began to gently stroke the back of my head with her hands, as I dipped the tip of my tongue in the pool of pussy juice between her inner lips. I felt her taking a sharp breath, as I explored those hidden recesses, and I used my tongue to sweep some of her sweetish, tangy juices into my mouth, spreading them around so I could experience the sexy flavour.

I swept my tongue down Linda's pussy slit, to probe gently at her opening, and I felt her body shudder and flinch, as I tasted her there. Although I had just come in Linda's mouth, the scent, and the taste of her pussy, along with the sheer excitement of going down on her, was beginning to cause my cock to stir again, but I wanted to make her come with my mouth before going any further.

I withdrew my tongue from Linda's pussy, and moved my face up, to kiss her gently at the bottom of her triangle of pubic hair, looking up at her as I did so. Once again, I inhaled her scent, fainter there than when I kissed her inner lips, and with a dreamy quality to her voice, she said, "You're doing just great, Kevin, but if you want to keep on practising," and she paused, to sigh the words, "I'm all yours."

I moved my head back down to Linda's open pussy, and using the first two fingers of my right hand, I parted her pussy lips to expose her swollen clit. I very gently licked underneath her clit with the very tip of my tongue, and Linda took a sharp intake of breath, and flinched. "Careful," I heard her say, "That's very sensitive."

"I'll be gentle," I said, with my face between Linda's thighs, and I licked at her the underside of her clit again, this time trying to be even more gentle than before. I heard another gasping intake of breath, and a shudder went through her entire body, and she said, "Kevin, if you do that again, you might have to come up and get me off the roof!"

This time, I moistened my lips with some of the fluids oozing from Linda's pussy, and I placed my lips around her clit, and the fleshy part of her inner lips that join onto her hood, and I began to move my mouth back and forth, as gently as I could, with just the tiniest amount of suction.

With only a few gentle strokes, Linda began to squirm and moan, as I worked her clit with my mouth and tongue, so I moved my hands up around her thighs, under her buttocks, holding her in place. I relaxed my lips around her clit, so I could spread more of her juices on them, and once again, I began to move my mouth back and forth on her clit, there in the darkness of the empty school grounds.

As I gently sucked at Linda's clit like that, tasting this very special part of her body, with my face buried in her pussy, she took a deep, shuddering breath, and tried to lift her pelvis, but I kept her in place with my hands. I relaxed my mouth a little, without releasing it from her clit, and Linda's body also relaxed once more, with a long sigh.

Again, I started to work on her clitoris with my mouth, and after a few moments, Linda's breathing became ragged, as she squirmed her pelvis, and then began to thrust herself into my face. She began to make a warbling, moaning sound, and simply cried the word, "Kevin!" in a wavering voice, then continued on with that warbling moan, as I kept on gently sucking her clit.

Suddenly, Linda made a gasping sound, squeezing her thighs around my head, and thrusting her pussy hard into my face, as two spasms went through her entire body, lifting her bottom from edge of the veranda, and she finished with a throaty, shuddering, "Ohhhh!" sound, and then relaxed.

Linda's whole body seemed to go limp, and after I was sure her orgasm had passed, I released her clit from my mouth, and moved up to sit next to her on the veranda. She lay there, looking up at me, with her arms around her own chest, and her legs pulled up, so her feet were flat on veranda, and she said, "I can't move." She gave a shuddering sigh, and added, "That was so good, my heart's still thumping." I moved down to kiss her mouth, and I placed my right palm gently between her breasts. It was true, her heart was pounding in her chest, and as our mouths parted, Linda said, "I can taste myself on your lips." She took one more long sigh, put her arms around me, and, added, "I thought you were out of practice at that."

"So did I," I said, smiling down at her, and feeling quite pleased with myself.

"Just hold me till I get back to normal," Linda said, as she squeezed me a little tighter with her arms, "I feel like I'm buzzing all over." I lay down next to Linda, on her right side, and I held her to myself for a few minutes, whiled she nuzzled her face into my chest. After a while, she lifted her face to look at me, and she said, "I love oral, Kevin, but it's never been like that before." She swallowed, and said, "You hit that special note again."

She began to snuggle closer into me, as we lay there on the veranda, and as she wiggled her pelvis, I felt my cock, now almost fully hard again, brushing against her body, through our clothes. "What's that?" Linda said, looking at me as she reached down with her left hand, to touch my tool through my jeans.

"Tasting you, like that," I started, "Going down on you and everything, and holding you close. I think that's the effect it had on me."

"So," Linda said, looking at me as she stroked along the underside of my cock, through my jeans, "This is not over yet, is it?"

"Not if you want to keep going," I answered, and Linda got up, to kneel next to me on my left side. She undid my jeans yet again, and exposed my erect tool, gently caressing it a few times with her left hand, and then leaning down to kiss the head.

She looked at me, and then, with her lips just inches from the head of my cock, she said, "Are you up for round three?"

"I don't want to boast," I said, looking down at my cock, standing proud, and I spread my hands, "but I rest my case."

"How would you like to do this?" Linda asked, and she used the tip of her tongue to tease in and around the eye of my penis, and then moistened the head with her lips, and blew gently on it. I shuddered at the sensation of Linda's breath, cool on my moistened cock, and with that mischievous tone to her voice, she said, "We are sensitive there, aren't we?"

I reached down with my left hand, gently caressing Linda's right buttock under her short skirt, as she knelt down at my cock, and I slipped the first finger into her warm, slippery pussy. "This veranda might not be very comfortable," I said, "With you on your back." I ran my right palm along the hard surface, and then gently patted it.

"That's very considerate," Linda said, lifting her head away from my cock. She reached down with her right hand, around her own right thigh, and she gently took my hand from her pussy, and lifted it to her mouth, licking her juices from my fingers, and smiling back at me. She wiped my fingers clean with her lips, taking her time about it, looking me in the eyes while she did it, and then only speaking after she had taken my hand away from her mouth. "Would you like to take me from behind?" she asked.

"That's a good idea," I said, smiling back at Linda, and she stood up, with my left hand in her two hands. She helped me to get up, as well, and then she embraced me as I stood, and said, "If you do it from behind, you can go nice and deep." She gave me a soft, sexy, open-mouthed kiss, and she added, "Right now, I want you deep inside me, Kevin." Her voice had a kind of yearning note to it as she added that.

We both stepped off the veranda, and Linda held me to her, kissing me deeply, exploring my mouth with her tongue, as she wrapped her right hand loosely around my tool, stroking it gently a couple of times. She broke the kiss, and, smiling mischievously again, she said, "Let me assume the position." She turned and bent over, so she was now head down, with her palms on the edge of the veranda, and she spread her shapely legs, presenting herself to me. I moved in behind her, and I lifted her short denim skirt, turning it back to expose her beautifully-shaped bottom, and her swollen pussy, oozing with her juices. I started by caressing both of her buttocks, and her lovely thighs with my hands, and then I bent down to kiss her in the centre of her right buttock.