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

The story is largely fabrication, however, it is based on some of my early life's happenings, and Sue was real ( but not her real gens ).

Our parents owned houses next door to each other. The neighborhood was crushed middle class, so almost all families were living bridge player to mouth. Her Dad was a union machinist and did well enough so her mom did not give to bring. My Dad's goal in life was to own a home, something his parents couldn't do. My female parent worked as a script custodian for a woman's clothing shop, and dad delivered heating oil and gasoline. Being young in the corking slump, dad quit school when he was 14 to facilitate support his family, and was not well educated, hence the lower pay. However, we had a home, food for thought on the table 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 when nestling, we treated each other like brother and sister ( in a non-sexual way ) until later. record on…..


I was very skinny and only 5.7, 117 # at commencement ceremony from H S. I wore very thick field glass, and was very voguish ; I was viewed as a nerd. The only athletics I ever did was fussy state ball carrier in my senior year. I was not that serious, but the Phys Ed instructor promised me an"A"if I did this. My GPA was very important to me. Being that we were inadequate, I kept my work up to make a scholarship potential, as that was the ONLY way I was going to college. And college was my just the ticket out of being poor.

Sue. She was about 5-5, 120 #, small dresser, collar distance grim hair's-breadth with a cute face. Was not ugly or"hot"and would not stand out in a crowd. She was definitely a tomboy. She also dressed like one of the male child : liberate fitting dungaree or warm up knickers, and a loose-fitting sweatshirt. Moreover, the neighborhood bozo treated her like"one of the guys"She was a indue athlete, particularly in degenerate sales talk softball. Her schooltime team took the state championship, and this got her a learnedness to a State college in a town about 100 mil away.

She had job with math and skill. That's where I came in, helping her sketch that 2 case. She was good in side and social studies, though, and helped me thru them in H S.

When we were seniors, one day she came over crying. She was harassed by one of the popular guys because of her acrobatic accomplishment. Those guys migrated to the cheerleader type of girl. You know, blonde, belittled and bimbos

He called her a lesbian, in front of a lot of other hombre. She did not date, as she just did not find most guys to be"suitable ”. She was not a lesbian or Bi. As said, just did not find the right guy. I suspect she wanted a manlike twin of her, like someone who was acrobatic and empathize competition.

So I comforted her and told her they were incorrect. And I would be very glad to take her out on a escort, if she would have me. So, we made a date for dinner and the movies that Saturday. I worked part time in food table service at the sports bowl so I had some disbursement money.

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

The dinner was just and we talked about things not related to schooltime. Then in the film theater, she puts her psyche on my shoulder. I put my arm around her. She puts her hand on my leg and fray it, but not near my Johnson. So I do the same to her and she smiles. We snuck some kiss, but nothing serious. Like blood brother and sister. On the way home, I mentioned that my parents were not expected back until belated, so she said"let's go in and verbalise some more. My dad won't mind, he trusts you"

She mentioned that she was still a bit taken back about that beau's sapphic remark. I said I will name to some guys that I went on a date with you and you are not a lesbian, and a very nice miss. She jumped into my lap and started kissing me on my lips. This was definitely NOT a brother/sister osculation. 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 commodity tonight. You should wear thin dresses more often. topic of fact, maybe if you wear Thomas More feminine clothes, like dresses and skirts, it may help erase the bad mouth that guy did on you"

Then she asked :"Have you had sex with a little girl, yet ?"( I did not particular date much either, because being a wonk ; the `` cool '' young lady were interest in the jocks or otherwise"cool"Guy ) I said"No"

She said :"Some of the girls at school were talking about sex they had, and all I could do was take heed. So, I would like you to be my low gear and break away my cherry tree, but, not tonight. We will contrive this, and since neither of us has experience, see what you can rule in Christian Bible. You are better at inquiry than me"( this was way before internet ).

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

In that province you had to be 18 to go into an adult bookstore or to buy condoms. This was an old town and mostly very religious people. Talking about sex is taboo, and it was not covered in hygiene form in H S. A lad dweeb, who was older, found an exemplify book of"Pleasing the woman in your life"somewhere, which discussed arousal, lieu, and afterwards. ( He must suffer went to another town ) Today just ask the net and you shall receive.

I got rock grueling just reading the Bible. Sue and I planned this for Friday Nox, as both curing of parents had something going on away from the menage. I went over there. Her bed was larger. She was wearing the Sami dress as on our"day of the month"night. Hair done, looked as skilful as ever. I showed her the book. We started with the foreplay part : necking, foundling and playing each early, and playing with each others equipment. I found the clit and rubbed it, while she stroked my dick. 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 additional bedding down as we did not require to get blood and/or cum on her bed for her female parent to find later. Then I put on a condom, and mounted her in the missional position, as this was the first one in the illustrations. She was and on the tight side, however, already very wet, so I pushed it in until I came to her Hymen. She said"Go for it. fasting and finish"and this is what I did. She let out a screaming when it broke, and I stopped. She said : `` Stay like this for a moment and let me get used to it."

After a while :"hold 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 effect, and squeezed my dick with her pussy muscles, and had her first orgasm. We just laid there for a few min.

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

I said :"I'm plot to memorise to a greater extent"

She found"cowgirl"in the Quran. She straddled me, grabbed my cock, positioned herself on it, and slid down on my very wet dick, balls deep. I think it went in further in this position, because I it felt bottomed out. Here's where her athletic power and leg muscles 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 quietus, we went at it again. Both of us had another orgasm. We cleaned up and I went home, as the parents were due back soon.

The next day she came over and said her mother asked what we did last dark. She told her we read a playscript and contemplate physical stuff. We both laughed…….After all she did not lie to her mother.

During a few of the succeeding confrontation, we tried some of the other affair in the book.. We both had qualification on oral examination. It was not a democratic as today, and the thought of putting your mouth on that area, was a bit repulsive. We decided one time to rinse each other up in the exhibitioner and try it. We got used to it fast and liked it. However, we always washed before ( and after ) for all the viva voce meeting, as a force-out of wont. We did 69, and had sex outdoors a few meter. However, we agreed on our favorite position 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 house we acted like brother and babe, or dependable Friend. A yoke of times when we went out, her dad let us use his car when my family took ours somewhere. He once made a remark : `` What the sin did you do to get her ino a apparel ? '' However, our sexual encounters were carefully well kept secrets. I escorted her to the aged prom. She did get tending from our friends in the promenade dress her mother sewed. She was more popular, especially with the boys, as she looked a lot to a greater extent feminine. The female child were more receptive as `` one of their own ''.

Then, summer came and went. She was going to college 100 air mile away, to study English people to learn, and a minor 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 ring armour and sometimes a phone call. During the suspension, her father loaned me their car to bring her home, as he worked days and her mother did not drive. We did our thing when she was home. The next summer, she stayed at school. She found out that she could graduate earlier and maybe go for a superior degree with the money allocated. I worked that summer and saved up enough for a jalopy of a car. Looked like crap with rusted sides because of the wintertime road common salt, but ran very well.

I made a few misstep to chat her and we kept each early satisfied. I saw that she dressed in skirts and dresses. Let her hair maturate a bit longer, like shoulder duration. Looked like a convention college lady friend. She had lots of supporter. And she looked a lot cuter.

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

After getting my level, I went to work as an engineer, at a local company. I found a girl I liked and got married. We bought a family near where I worked. We did OK money Stephen Samuel Wise. wife was a homemaker, and did not want to work. We had a girl. She married her high school sweetheart right wing 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 injured and his baseball career was over. But he had a degree in Physical breeding. They accepted teaching positions out of state, although his was at a different school day in the Lapp town. Their son became a computer wiz. We corresponded with Yuletide cards, alphabetic character, etc. We never told our spouses or parents about the Sex Ed Sessions.

fasting forward about 20 geezerhood. One day she called me and said her hubby died in an auto stroke. The former number one wood was drunk, and was driving a ship's company car. The party did not require it advertize, so they settled out of court of justice with a tumid amount the next day. I went to the funeral. She was very shook up, as they had a unspoiled thing going. I said if you need anything I can do, squall me. We met a few multiplication and talked about different things, but no intimate tonus. I was married and well-chosen, and she knew this and honored it.

2 days later, my wife had some line of descent vessel near the gist salvo. She died before they got her to the hospital. Sue was at the funeral, and said to call up her if I need anything, or someone to talk to. My company paid 100 % for both our life insurance policies, in the amount of 2 years of MY salary, so I did not bear any financial worries. After a while I tried some date with other women, but there was never any music, if you know what I mean..

A few month later, Sue's son got married. I was asked to be part of the capitulum table, following 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 spell. If it works out, we can make it permanent"She said she will drive there tomorrow.

They following day, she arrived about noon. I made some lunch. After lunch we had a tenacious talk. Then, she took my hand and leave me to the bedroom. She said :"It's been way too long for both of us, let's please each early 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 good shape, as also I was. I commented on this, and she said while she was teaching, she coached the girls softball team. Then, in a mischievous voice she said"cowgirl ?"I said"ride em cowgirl"

We did that, and some former placement. We lay in bed and talked more. Her married man did not like cowgirl and any position where he was n't the `` team captain ''. She said although her husband had a somewhat bigger prick, ( He was 6-4 ) sex was better with me. Being 5-7 ; I made up for it with technique. I said my wife was maybe twice a workweek for sex, but would not do oral, either receiving or giving. Her religious background was quite overweight. However, I learned to live with it being she was a outstanding wife otherwise.

After 6 months, we got married. She gave her house to her son, and we made my house our household. I had a more modern home, in the suburban area, with a pool and an exercise room. With the combining of her settlement and my wife's life insurance, we did not have to crop. We were retired in our 50s. We both volunteered for the public school day system to avail problem shaver get thru school.

She had brought a lot of boxes which got placed into my storage area over the garage. I had stuff and nonsense there which sat from the time I moved in. About a year later, we went thru them to discard unwanted and display some precious mementos, and we found the well used, dog-eared sex leger we used as adolescent. We laughed, cried and went to the bedroom .