This is a re-write of a story I did a few years ago. Hope you all like it.

The floor is largely fiction, however, it is based on some of my early life's natural event, and Sue was substantial ( but not her existent public figure ).

Our parents owned houses succeeding threshold to each other. The neighborhood was broken mediate class, so almost all families were living hand to lip. Her Dad was a conjugation machinist and did well enough so her mom did not feature to solve. My Dad's destination in life-time was to own a home, something his parents couldn't do. My mother worked as a Word of God keeper for a woman's clothing shop, and dad delivered heating oil and gasoline. Being offspring in the outstanding depression, dad quit school when he was 14 to facilitate support his kinfolk, and was not well educated, hence the lower pay. However, we had a home, intellectual nourishment on the tabular array and a car that ran. Not a new one, but it got us where we wanted to go. But we had very little else.

Sue and I met when we moved in, about in the 6 th grade. Being only children, we treated each other like brother and sister ( in a non-sexual way ) until later. Read on…..


I was very skinny and only 5.7, 117 # at graduation exercise from H S. I wore very thick glasses, and was very smart ; I was viewed as a nerd. The only sport I ever did was crossbreed country runner in my senior year. I was not that commodity, but the Phys Ed teacher promised me an"A"if I did this. My GPA was very significant to me. Being that we were poor, I kept my studies up to make a erudition possible, as that was the only way I was going to college. And college was my slate out of being poor.

Sue. She was about 5-5, 120 #, little chest, apprehend length inglorious hair's-breadth with a cunning look. Was not ugly or"hot"and would not remain firm out in a crowd. She was definitely a tomboy. She also dressed like one of the boys : loose adjustment dungaree or warm up pants, and a baggy sweatshirt. Moreover, the neighborhood guy cable treated her like"one of the Guy"She was a gifted jock, particularly in fast lurch softball. Her school team took the United States Department of State championship, and this got her a scholarship to a province college in a town about 100 sea mile away.

She had problems with maths and scientific discipline. That's where I came in, helping her study that 2 subjects. She was good in side and mixer subject field, though, and helped me thru them in H S.

When we were senior, one day she came over crying. She was harassed by one of the democratic bozo because of her gymnastic attainment. Those guys migrated to the cheerleader type of girl. You know, blonde, minor and bimbos

He called her a sapphic, in front man of a lot of other guys. She did not engagement, as she just did not find well-nigh cat to be"suitable ”. She was not a lesbian or Bi. As said, just did not retrieve the right guy. I suspect she wanted a male similitude of her, like someone who was athletic and empathize competition.

So I comforted her and told her they were wrong. And I would be very happy to make her out on a engagement, if she would accept me. So, we made a particular date for dinner and the movies that Sat. I worked part meter in food for thought military service at the mutation stadium so I had some spending money.

Dad and mom went somewhere with an old protagonist and his wife, and the friend was driving, so dad let me use the car. I picked her up at her house front door. She had on a nice dress, heels, did her haircloth and looked very cute and feminine. I had on a suit and tie. We looked damn good.

The dinner was good and we talked about things not related to schoolhouse. Then in the movie field, she puts her promontory on my shoulder. I put my arm around her. She puts her deal on my leg and rub it, but not near my Johnson. So I do the same to her and she smiles. We snuck some candy kiss, but nothing serious. Like Brother and sister. On the way domicile, I mentioned that my parents were not expected back until late, so she said"let's go in and blab some more. My dad won't mind, he trusts you"

She mentioned that she was still a bit taken back about that dude's Lesbian remark. I said I will mention to some guys that I went on a escort with you and you are not a lesbian, and a very nice fille. She jumped into my lap and started kissing me on my rim. This was definitely NOT a brother/sister kiss. Yeah, boy I was enjoying it, and my Johnson came to attention. She felt that happen and said"Did I do that ? ``

I said"yes, I really meant it when I said you look really dependable tonight. You should don dresses more often. subject of fact, maybe if you wear more feminine clothes, like clothes and bird, it may help erase the bad mouth that guy did on you"

Then she asked :"Have you had sex with a girl, yet ?"( I did not date much either, because being a nerd ; the `` cool '' fille were interested in the suspensor or otherwise"cool"guy ) I said"No"

She said :"Some of the young woman at school were talking about sex they had, and all I could do was hear. So, I would like you to be my first and wear out my cherry tree, but, not tonight. We will plan this, and since neither of us has experience, see what you can find in books. You are better at research than me"( this was way before cyberspace ).

I said"I will do so, and get some protection"

In that province you had to be 18 to go into an adult bookstore or to buy rubber. This was an old town and mostly very religious the great unwashed. Talking about sex is taboo, and it was not covered in hygiene form in H S. A young man nerd, who was aged, found an exemplify volume of"Pleasing the woman in your life"somewhere, which discussed arousal, attitude, and afterwards. ( He must hold went to another town ) Today just ask the net and you shall receive.

I got rock hard just reading the account book. Sue and I planned this for Friday night, as both stage set of parents had something going on away from the family. I went over there. Her bed was bigger. She was wearing the same dress as on our"date"night. haircloth done, looked as good as ever. I showed her the Book. We started with the stimulation portion : kissing, foundling and playing each early, and playing with each others equipment. I found the clit and rubbed it, while she stroked my cock. She got very wet very quick. I thought I was going to cum way before I was supposed to, so I slowed down.

She put spear carrier bedding down as we did not want to get origin and/or cum on her bed for her mother to find later. Then I put on a condom, and mounted her in the missionary perspective, as this was the kickoff one in the illustrations. She was and on the nasty side, however, already very wet, so I pushed it in until I came to her hymen. She said"Go for it. Fast and finish"and this is what I did. She let out a shriek when it broke, and I stopped. She said : `` Stay like this for a second and let me get used to it."

After a spell :"keep going now"I got it all the way in and by that time she was moaning and dripping wet. Both of us were really enjoying this, I'll tell you. She stiffened up, pushed against me with more forcefulness, and squeezed my tool with her pussy muscles, and had her initiatory climax. We just laid there for a few minutes.

After a while, she said,"Get off me. I want to look up a post where I am on top"

I said :"I'm secret plan to ascertain More"

She found"cowgirl"in the playscript. She straddled me, grabbed my putz, positioned herself on it, and slid down on my very wet cock, balls abstruse. I think it went in further in this position, because I it felt bottomed out. Here's where her athletic ability and leg muscle made for the best girl-on-top I ever had. Hey, all you have to do is lay there and stay hard. Then, she had another orgasm and I came. Being I was 17, I stayed hard, and after a repose, we went at it again. Both of us had another coming. We cleaned up and I went household, as the parents were due back soon.

The following day she came over and said her mother asked what we did finale night. She told her we read a book and hit the books physical hooey. We both laughed…….After all she did not lie to her mother.

During a few of the succeeding encounters, we tried some of the other things in the book.. We both had booking on oral. It was not a pop as today, and the thought of putting your mouth on that area, was a bit repulsive. We decided one fourth dimension to wash each former up in the shower and try it. We got used to it fast and liked it. However, we always washed before ( and after ) for all the viva voce coming upon, as a force of riding habit. We did 69, and had sex outdoors a few times. However, we agreed on our favorite office being cowgirl. I thought she liked being in charge. Not that I am complaining ...

Neither her, or my, parents even remotely suspected our activity. Around the family we acted like sidekick and baby, or substantially friends. A distich of prison term when we went out, her dad let us use his car when my class took ours somewhere. He once made a gossip : `` What the Scheol did you do to get her ino a garb ? '' However, our sexual encounters were carefully well kept secrets. I escorted her to the older prom. She did get aid from our protagonist in the prom dress her female parent sewed. She was more popular, especially with the boys, as she looked a lot More feminine. The young lady were more receptive as `` one of their own ''.

Then, summer came and went. She was going to college 100 miles away, to study English to teach, and a small-scale in teaching phys ed.

I was accepted in a topical anaesthetic technical college with a scholarship, and studied electronics. Being we were not moneyed ; I lived at home and took the bus. Sue and I corresponded with mail and sometimes a sound call. During the breaks, her father loaned me their car to make for her home, as he worked days and her mother did not aim. We did our thing when she was nursing home. The following summer, she stayed at school. She found out that she could graduate earlier and maybe go for a masters degree with the money allocated. I worked that summer and saved up enough for a bus of a car. Looked like crap with rusted position because of the winter road saltiness, but ran very well.

I made a few trips to visit her and we kept each other live up to. I saw that she dressed in skirts and dresses. Let her hair grow a bit longer, like shoulder length. Looked like a normal college girl. She had lots of friends. And she looked a lot cuter.

During her 3 rd year she met a guy who was a pitcher ( and captain ) on the varsity baseball team. She was the captain of the softball game squad, which was in arguing for the national title. She fell in erotic love with him and our sex sessions came to a screetching freeze. But we still corresponded and talked when she came home. Again like brother and sister.

After getting my grade, I went to play as an engineer, at a local anesthetic company. I found a girl I liked and got married. We bought a house near where I worked. We did OK money Stephen Samuel Wise. wife was a homemaker, and did not need to work. We had a daughter. She married her high schooltime dish right after graduation, and they moved to another town about an hour dive away. We visited each other a lot.

Sue and her guy got married. However, he got offend and his baseball career was over. But he had a degree in Physical Education. They accepted teaching positions out of state, although his was at a dissimilar shoal in the Lapp town. Their son became a electronic computer wiz. We corresponded with Christmas cards, letter of the alphabet, etc. We never told our spouses or parents about the Sex Ed sessions.

Fast forward about 20 years. One day she called me and said her married man died in an machine accident. The other driver was drunk, and was driving a company car. The society did not desire it publicised, so they settled out of tourist court with a large amount the next day. I went to the funeral. She was very shook up, as they had a in effect affair going. I said if you need anything I can do, squall me. We met a few times and talked about different thing, but no sexual flavour. I was married and happy, and she knew this and honored it.

2 years later, my married woman had some blood line vessel near the heart burst. She died before they got her to the hospital. Sue was at the funeral, and said to bid her if I need anything, or someone to verbalise to. My caller paid 100 % for both our life insurance policies, in the amount of 2 years of MY salary, so I did not possess any financial worries. After a while I tried some dates with other women, but there was never any euphony, if you know what I mean..

A few months later, Sue's son got hook up with. I was asked to be part of the drumhead table, side by side to her. We got to talking afterward, and I said :"Now that your son is married, why don't you come and stay with me for a while. If it works out, we can make it permanent"She said she will motor there tomorrow.

They next day, she arrived about noon. I made some lunch. After tiffin we had a farsighted talk. Then, she took my hand and lead me to the bedroom. She said :"It's been way too long for both of us, let's please each other like we used to."She started taking off her clothes. Who am I to argue ? I noticed her legs were still muscular, and she was in beneficial contour, as also I was. I commented on this, and she said while she was teaching, she coached the missy softball team. Then, in a mischievous vocalism she said"cowgirl ?"I said"ride em cowgirl"

We did that, and some other spot. We lay in bed and talked more. Her husband did not like cowgirl and any position where he was n't the `` team captain ''. She said although her husband had a somewhat crowing cock, ( He was 6-4 ) sex was better with me. Being 5-7 ; I made up for it with technique. I said my married woman was maybe twice a calendar week for sex, but would not do viva, either receiving or giving. Her religious desktop was quite heavy. However, I learned to endure with it being she was a groovy married woman otherwise.

After 6 months, we got married. She gave her house to her son, and we made my planetary house our domicile. I had a more modern house, in the suburban area, with a pool and an exercise way. With the compounding of her small town and my wife's biography policy, we did not accept to mould. We were retired in our 50s. We both volunteered for the public school system of rules to avail job minor get thru schoolhouse.

She had brought a lot of corner which got placed into my computer storage orbit over the service department. I had hooey there which sat from the clip I moved in. About a year later, we went thru them to discard undesirable and display some precious mementos, and we found the wellspring used, eared sex Christian Bible we used as teenagers. We laughed, cried and went to the bedroom .