A Week To Remember Ch. 1 - Sex Stories

A Week To Remember Ch. 1

... jump on the board before hopping to the floor and turning the machine off. When the board had leveled off, Shelly stepped up onto it and bent her knees. “Okay, let’s give it a try.” “You don’t have to Shelly. I just wanted to show it to you.” Lacey reached her hand up to help Shelly down, but Shelly pulled her hand away. “If I can ride a mechanical bull and stay on, then I think I can ride this without falling off.” “That almost sounded like a dare,” Lacey said as she took a step back and took the controller back in her hand. “Not quite, but I’ll give it a try. It’s the same concept isn’t it? Keep your center of gravity over the center point of the board?” Shelly bent her knees again and brought her arms out at her sides. “You got it,” Lacey laughed and flicked the button. She did a small side roll with the board and watched as Shelly leaned back to keep her balance. Lacey kept slowly moving the board and Shelly handled most of the moves easily. Only at the end, when Lacey put a little more twist on the controller, did Shelly lose her balance and tumble off the board toward Lacey. Lacey stuck her arm out and caught Shelly easily and pulled her toward her. “You are an impressive woman,” Lacey said as she snuggled against Shelly’s neck. “You’ve not seen anything yet,” Shelly said and pressed her lips to Lacey’s. She heard the controller Lacey had held hit the ground and then felt her other arm wrap around her as Lacey’s lips pressed back against hers. Shelly parted her lips ...

... and accepted the tongue that demanded entry. She heard herself moan as Lacey’s tongue teased across the top of her mouth. Her plan to tease Lacey had backfired. She wanted to melt to the floor as Lacey’s tongue slid along hers and teased her lips. “You’re trying to play a game that you have no chance of winning,” Lacey said as she pulled her lips from Shelly’s. She let her tongue tease the wet, open lips before finally stepping back. Lacey led her over to a wall of boards that she hadn’t painted yet. She found one on the stack that was the right length for Shelly. Since Shelly was a beginner, she wanted a long, balanced board for her to start out on. “What are your favorite colors?” Lacey pulled the board out of the stack and walked it over to the table where she did all of her final work. “Blue is my favorite with dark green coming in a close second. Did you make all of these boards?” “Brian and I make them. He does most of the actual board work, and I usually do the final touches.” She pulled three cans of paint off of a high shelf already having a vision in her head of what she wanted to paint. “Do you have a favorite symbol or scene? Something that when you see it, it makes you feel like home?” When Shelly didn’t answer her, Lacey turned and saw that she was staring down at her cell phone. Shelly clicked on a photo and handed it to Lacey. Shelly remembered that morning like it was yesterday and she doubted any amount of time would ever dull the memories or feelings she had ...