Avery - Sex Stories

Avery

... at me longingly for a few moments and then said, “I’d invite you in, but…” “You have to work in the morning,” I finished. She said, “No, it’s not that. It’s just…” “This is your aunt’s house and you don’t want to disrespect her,” I finished, understanding her position. “Yeah…and she’ll be home in a few minutes,” she said with a bit of regret. “Yeah: I understand,” I said a little disappointed. “It’s more than ok. Can we go out again—soon?” She nodded her head definitively, “Yes, of course! I’d like that!” “I’ll call you tomorrow then. Is that ok?” I asked. “You better…” she said. I promised that I would and gave her one more kiss good-night. The second kiss was just as magical as the first and I knew I was falling for her fast. She went inside and I turned to go back to my car. I stood at my car, looking at the house as lights came on. A light upstairs came on and I could see her through her semi-opaque curtains. She began jumping up and down like she was using an invisible jump-rope and was grinning ear to ear. Then she grabbed a stuffed animal from her bed and began waltzing around the room with it. I smiled and said out loud to myself, “I feel the same way!” Seeing her reaction in the ‘privacy’ of her own room was almost as good as the kisses we shared because I knew she was feeling the same way about me as I was feeling about her. The drive back to my apartment was quite, yet her sweet voice still filled my ears. Her perfume hung in the car and it was like she was still ...

... there with me—arguably she was. I started to plan our next date. The next morning I called her just as she was about to leave for work. She was thrilled that I called as promised. Truth was: I’d have talked to her all night if she didn’t have to go to work. I asked her when we could go out again and she said she was off on Mondays and Tuesdays. I couldn’t wait until Tuesday, so I told her I’d pick her up tomorrow after I got off work. While at work, all I could think about was Avery. The plans for our second date were much simpler. I’d decided that I couldn’t go ‘overboard’ like on the first date or she’d get wise to my lack of financial problems. Avery texted me (knowing I was still at work) and asked what she should be wearing for tonight. I texted back ‘very casual’ and she sent back a smiley face. I cut out of work a little early and went back to the apartment to change before picking up Avery. She wore a cute tank top and a pair of stretchy yoga shorts with flip-flops. She also was carrying a small backpack that I assumed she was using as a purse. It was clear that Avery would be smoking hot no matter what she was wearing. “Avery, you look amazing as always.” I said. “Now I know you are just being nice: this is me ‘slumming it’.” I shook my head and said, “Then no one pulls off ‘slumming’ the way you do! Are you ready to go?” She nodded and said, “Yeah, where are we going?” I told her that we were going to the state park which was not far from where we lived. From our ...