Carl dropped Jan off at the house late that Sunday afternoon and she came in all excited. She had had a wonderful time at a cabin in the mountains and I’m sure that Carl did too judging from the first look of my older sister. I don’t know what it was exactly but she looked like she had been ridden hard and put to bed wet. She excused her self after the dinner that I fixed and went to her room. I heard her call Carl and she talked to him for about an hour or so. They both seemed happy and I truly hoped for the best for her.
Little Bit seemed tired also so she turned in early so she could go to school the next day. She slyly came up behind me and felt my crotch good before saying good night and then retired to her own room where I never heard another word or sound out of her that evening. That left just me and my thoughts so I stayed up to contemplate my situation with my younger sister. I didn’t know what I was going to do about our relationship because she seemed to be getting bolder by the minute and I was loving it.
Finally I went to bed around 11 PM or so and I didn’t have any trouble going to sleep that night. When I awoke the next morning, Jan had already left for work and Little Bit was at school so I leisurely got up, ate my breakfast and got ready to go into town to meet Carol for lunch. I arrived a little early so I was sitting there in a booth drinking my second cup of coffee when she walked in to meet me.
Carol was almost my age, just a couple months younger that me and, like me, she went to only one year of college before dropping out and getting this job at the bank. She started out in the teller row but now she had advanced to a secretary for the vice president of the bank. There was some speculation as to why and how she got that promotion but I had no direct knowledge of any hanky-panky going on.
The two years since graduation had been kind to Carol as far as looks go. She had filled out nicely and had the maturity of a woman plastered all over her face. She was very attractive with a killer body that she kept discretely hidden under those very conservative bank clothes but as she walked towards me, smiling her greeting, there was a certain air about her that screamed confidence.
I stood up to greet her and we gave each other a quick little peck on the cheek to show our friendship for one another. As she slid over into the booth, I noticed that her skirt came up to where it shouldn’t have for a bank employee but she just smiled as she pulled it back down. I thought I saw a twinkle in her eye as I shifted my own eyes back to her face. I saw for the first time a very attractive woman instead of a girl in my class at high school and I liked what I saw.
She had a woman’s face on a woman’s body. Her features were young and smooth yet mature and seasoned. She had all of the right curves in the right places and as she shed her jacket, I saw some of those curves in the places I was staring at. She was wearing a white blouse that showed her charms hidden under her under garments but there was enough showing to peek my interest. She noticed were my eyes were trained and a slight reassured grin came over her face.
We struck up a conversation that included everything from our college days to what we were doing now in our lives. I told her about my impending ship duty and where we would be going and she told me about her work and her possibilities for promotion. We chatted and laughed and before you knew it, it was time for her to return to the bank. I thought for a second and then asked, “Would you like to continue this conversation over dinner tonight?”
She said that she would and gave my hand a gentle squeeze. I told her that I would pick her up around 6:30 and we would go out and have something to eat. “Nothing fancy you understand, I’m just a lowly sailor on a budget so don’t dress up,” I instructed her.
She assured me that casual was fine and that we could go for a hamburger for all she was concerned. I told her that was fine and that I would see her tonight. I walked back to our house in time to meet my sisters as they arrived home. The three of us settled down and discussed our days and Jan was most interested in finding out everything about Carol. Little Bit just listened but didn’t say a word. I wondered if she was accepting my dating very well.
About 6:15 I departed for my dinner date with Carol and as I walked up to the front door, it suddenly opened and out stepped Carol ready to go. She had changed into another dress made from a light blue cotton fabric that had short sleeves and a full skirt. The smile on her face told me that she was more than happy to see me and when I got to her she greeted me with a kiss on the cheek and a hug on my arm as she walked me to the car. I opened the passenger’s side door but she slid all the way over to the middle and settled in right next to where I would be.
We decided to eat at the old high school hang out and if this had been a Friday night, we wouldn’t have gotten in the place to sit. But since it was only Monday, we had the place to ourselves. The place wreaked with the old style “Hamburger Join” motif including the blank and white checkerboard tile, the same colored strips on each of the fake leather booth and the obligatory soda fountain bar. We picked one of the booths and this time she joined me on one side of it next to the window. As she sat right beside of me, I could feel the warmth of her leg we were so close so I smiled at her and she smiled back with the warmest of smiles I had ever seen.
I ordered two cheeseburgers with French fries for each of us plus two Coke to drink as we settled down into some more wonderful conversation about our past, our present and our future. Time seemed to stand still as I became mesmerized by this beauty that was sitting so close to me and when she laughed, the whole world seemed to laugh.
We ate, we laughed and joked around and somewhere during the evening she had turned towards me and had moved her leg up on the seat between us. We both got awful “touchy feely” as we laughed and carried on but I suddenly found my hand resting on the inside of her knee after one such session and we both stopped and looked questioning into each others eyes. I didn’t know what to say or what to do so I slowly moved my hand off of her leg as she squared herself to the table and dropped her foot back down to the floor.
It was she that suggested that we go on her house so I paid the check and we walked into the cool night air not knowing what the other was thinking. As I drove her home we had minimal discussion so when I pulled up front of her apartment she looked down at her lap and sat there waiting. It was an awkward few seconds with me not knowing what she wanted me to do. Do I try and kiss her goodnight or what?
“Do you want to come in for a while?” she asked her hands in her lap.
“Sure,” I said, now knowing a little more what she wanted. I was relieved that she didn’t tell me to go because of the hand on the knee routine a while ago so I thought to myself, “Just take it easy. Carol is a special girl and you don’t want to blow it.”
We entered the apartment and I helped her off with her sweater as she asked me if I wanted anything to drink. I told her no and wondered over to sit on the couch. She followed me and sat a respectable distance from me on the other end and she had her hands in her lap again. I had to say something so I blurted out, “About me placing my hand on your knee back at the café, I don’t know…”
“Oh it was nothing really,” she said, blushing a little. I wondered what happened to that confident woman that I thought I was seeing tonight. This wasn’t the same person at all but I had a sudden urge to take her into my arms and kiss her. She turned her head to look at me and I suddenly acted upon that urge.
She dropped her head back on the back of the couch as my lips met hers. She put her arms around my neck and pulled me close. Ours lips separated into a more sensuous kiss and my arms went around to her back as I pulled her into my embrace. Soon our mouths were open as we spared with each other with our tongues. I had spanned the divide between our bodies by leaning into my kiss and she had lowered herself down into a reclined position. I soon found myself almost on top of her as she was lying down on her back.
Our kiss became more and more passionate as my hand found her knee once again. It rested there for a moment and her only reaction was to kiss me even harder than ever so I began to raise it higher onto her thigh as she scooted down further on the couch. I couldn’t believe what was happening. We were just good friends and now my hand was just about to reach up to her panties. As I finally touched her junction, she broke off the kiss and moaned loudly into my ear. She separated her legs a little and invited my hand to explore even further up her pussy.
“Oh Bobby, I’ve wanted you to do that for so long,” she said panting into my ear. “I’ve dreamt about this moment for so long and now that it is here, I don’t want it to end.”
She raised her hips up into my groping hand and spread her legs out wide with acceptance. I had her skirt pulled up to her hips and was pressing my fingers into her slit, trying to find her opening. She suddenly put her hand down to stop me right there and she started to sit up. I rolled off of her and looked on with a wondering gaze as she reached down and grabbed me by my hand. She led me into her bedroom and as she turned around, she started to unbutton the front of her dress.
I took a couple of steps over towards the light switch and she stopped and asked, “What are you doing?”
“I want to see you take your clothes off. Do you mind?”” I asked.
She didn’t say anything but I could tell that she had not planned for me to see her strip as she stood there like a deer caught in the headlights.
“You can watch me take off my clothes first,” I offered, switching on the light and starting to take of my shirt. She made no further move to either continue to disrobe or to stop me from taking off my clothes so I continued by pulling my shirt over my head and to start on the fly of my shorts. When they were both lying on the floor by my feet, I moved my hands up to the waistband of my boxers and started them on the long journey down to my ankles. Standing nude in front of Carol, my semi-hard cock began to twitch in anticipation.
She was starring right at my crotch for the longest moment and then she shifted her eyes to mine and gave me a weak, nervous smile of satisfaction. Her hands began to unbutton her dress once again as her eyes were glued to mind but as she made her way down the front, taking one button at a time my eyes became fixed on her two delicate little hands hard at work.
They finally made it down to where I could see the whiteness of her panties starting to show under her open dress but since there were no more buttons she had to pull it over her head. Before I knew it she was standing in front of me in just her bra and panties holding her cotton dress between her fingers and then she released it to fall on the floor next to her feet. She stood up as if she was allowing me to appraise her luscious body covered in just her underwear for a brief moment and then moved her hands around to the back of her bra and with practiced hands, unfastened it and let it fall away from the two most perfectly shape breasts I had ever seen.
Carol was blessed with full, soft but firm mammary glands that would fill the pages of Playboy without any doubt in the world. They weren’t over the top big and massive but were just the right size for her other bodily charms. The brown areolas were small and taught, supporting precious little sentinels standing tall at attention. They were begging for an oral assault but that would have to wait until the proper time.
In the mean time, Carol had moved her hands down to her panties as her face started to flush just a little at her exposing herself to my eyes for the first time. She stopped them at her waistband as she looked into my eyes for encouragement and receiving it, hooked it with her fingers as she much too rapidly moved her panties down over her hips to the floor exposing her full pubic area to my hungry stare.
Bending down to remove them from her feet and then standing tall once again before me, she paused for a moment to look and be looked at before holding out her hand to me to come to bed with her. I eagerly accepted her invitation and settled in beside her heavenly warm body as I embraced it once again with my strong but gentle hands. I began rubbing all over her naked body as I moved my head down to her breasts to taste her hard little nipples with my lips and as I made contact with her left one, she moaned a soft little moan and melted into my mouth.
I began rolling it around with my tongue, stopping to lick and suck it into my loving orifice. I would give it a gentle little nibble between my front teeth and pull it gentle away from its place on top of her beautiful breasts and then release it as it popped back into place. My hand was all over her other one, caressing, massaging and squeezing it into submission. After I had had my fill of her globes, I scooted down on her body, licking a broad path of wetness until I reached her navel. I felt her abs as they trembled from my stimulating tongue action and then I lowered my sights down over her pubic hair, to stop at those two luscious lips hiding there under a moderate growth of silk.
I kissed her between her lips as she squirmed under the sensation and then I separated them with my tongue and drove it into her slit driving her into near ecstasy. She convulsed and jerked away as she began to beg me to bring it home to her. She was wild with lust and eager to fulfill her fantasy of making love with me and I was there to see that it came true. So, rising back up and placing myself between her wide spread legs with my body, I reached down and guided it towards its reward, the entrance to her vaginal canal.
Finding it open and well lubricated, I eased it in and met just enough resistance to make it interesting. She was not a virgin but it hadn’t been overly used and stretched out either. She was tighter than most I had been with and as I bottom out deep within her womb, she growled a strange sound as she squeezed her vaginal muscles and eased it out of her. But before expelling it completely, I reversed direction with my rock hard cock and pushed it back in harder this time and was met by another growl.
Over and over I entered her now juicy pussy as I pushed with my hips in and out. With more speed and urgency, I began slapping my balls against her butt as I felt my urges start to build deep within my loins. She was getting higher and higher with her vocalizations as she begged me not to stop but when I could hold it back no longer, I erupted into her womb with a vicious stream of sperm splashing again her cervix. I continue to shot my juices into her and then it was her turn. She let out her held breath with a blood curling scream that rattled the windows in her bedroom. She was writhing under my body, trying to get the most out of her orgasm and succeeding to do so by all accounts and was slamming her crotch into my tired erection as she pounded out with her hips and legs, trying to extract the last of my juices into her wanting vagina.
Finally she started to come down. Relaxing under me, we rested, trying to gain some normalcy in our breathing and when my deflated cock slipped from its wet and warm place between her legs, she whimpered softly and drifted off to sleep. I slept also, feeling warm and accepted into this girl’s bed and into her life, with a contented feeling that went deep into my mind. I rested with this girl in my arms and I felt satisfied and complete.
A half hour passed with me sound asleep in Carol’s bed. She was lying next to me all cuddled up with her butt towards me and my arm around her shoulder. The covers were thrown over us so when I woke up all warm and comfortable, I automatically gave her a squeeze on the shoulder and pulled her closer into my crotch. I loved the feel of someone cuddling close to me in the morning and when it is someone you really liked, well so much the better.
“Hey?” I whispered into her ear. “Are you awake?”
“Yeah, I’ve been awake for a while,” she answered passively.
I scooted into her rear end with my deflated cock and whispered, “I like cuddling with you, it makes me want to do it again.”
She hesitated for a moment and then said softly, “I don’t think that would a good idea, in fact I think it was a mistake to do it the first time.”
I was shocked hearing this out of Carol but before I could say anything she added, “Bobby it was a mistake to be with you in that way tonight. You see, I’m, ah, real regular and if I don’t start this Thursday then we’re having a baby.”
It was like a bomb going off in my head. “A baby?” What the hell just happened? “Oh my God,” I murmured. “You mean you’re not on the pill?”
“Thought that you would use a condom,” she said sheepishly.
I thought for a moment. What am I going to do? “Well, let’s see what happens on Thursday then, I mean there’s nothing that we can do about it now is there?”
“I went in and cleaned up, used a douche and everything that I could think of but I just don’t know,” she added as her voice trailed off.
I put my arms around her and pulled her close to me and said, “Oh Carol, not to worry. We’ll think of something, I know we will, now let’s just lay here and try to relax a little.”
“A baby?” kept going through my mind. I’m going to be a father; maybe, we’ll have to wait until Thursday. A tear drop landed on my arm and as I looked down at Carol, tears were starting to flow. She buried her head in my chest and let all of her pent anxiety flow out of her in the tears were flowing. She kept saying over and over, “Carol, how could you be so stupid?”
“Yeah, Bobby, how could you be so stupid?” I thought to myself. We’ll see on Thursday.
I got up after a while and got dressed. I told her not to worry but I knew that that was like telling a drowning man not to hang on to you as you are trying to save him. It was easier said that done so I kissed her gently and headed for the car. “A baby,” was all I could think about.
The next morning when I awoke, I was in hopes that it was all a bad dream and that it was really Monday morning and that I had a date today with Carol. But I knew it was just wishful thinking on my part. I had to walk into town to see Carol. I planned it so that I would arrive just before noon so I could take her out to lunch again but when I got to the bank, I found out that Carol had called in sick this morning. I headed to her house to see her.
I rang the bell to her apartment and after a few seconds, the door opened and there was Carol still in her pajamas sticking her head around the door. She smiled at me and then let me in. She had been crying, that was obvious, and my heart felt for her depressed mood.
“You okay?” I asked sincerely.
“No,” she said and then giggled a little. “Bobby, I know that I’m pregnant, I can tell,” she told me and started crying again. “A girl just knows these things and I know that I am! What are we going to do?”
I thought for the longest time and then the answer came to me like a bolt of lightning. “Carol, will you marry me?” I blurted out. “I know that it is not the most romantic proposal but it is logical. Think about it, you and the baby will have the best of care, the U.S. military, and I can take over the expenses for your living while you’re laid up with the kid. I think that it would work don’t you?”
She looked at me questioning my thoughts and then said, “But I wanted to marry someone that loves me not that has to marry me out of obligation.”
This threw me back a little until I thought, “What is love anyway? It’s a degree of like and you know that I like you a lot and I maybe even love you, I don’t know. But one thing that I do know is that I am the father of the child and I want to be around to help raise it. I don’t want to be an absent parent. I love the idea of being a dad so that has to count for something doesn’t it? Do I love you? I don’t know, I’ve never been in love before but I’ve started this child with you and, if you will have me, I want to be around for a while.”
She though about my remarks for a long while and then she asked, “What if there is no baby? What happens if we got lucky?”
“Then I’m still the luckiest guy in the world because I still have you and we can make another baby later on,” I said and meant it.
She looked into my eyes and then responded, “Yes, okay, I will marry you.”
I walked over to her and gave her a big meaningful kiss. It was a kiss to remember. It was a kiss that solidified our relationship for the rest of our lives.
We talked and planned and joked for hours into the late afternoon. We had decided to get married just as fast as we could. It would be a simple wedding with the justice of the peace and just our families. She would stay here while I was out to sea and have our baby here with her family for help. I would come get her as soon as I got back and we would live on base at my next duty station. We were so excited by the end of the day that we just stared at each other in awe.
I suddenly reach for her and, taking her into my arms, I gave her a very sensuous kiss that transformed itself into one of passion and need. Taking a breath I told her, “I guess we don’t have to worry about getting pregnant any longer do we, if we’re going to be man and wife, then who cares what we do?”
She smiled at me with a warm wanting look in her face as she stood up, took me by the hand and led me to her bedroom.