Thrice Rescued - Sex Stories

Thrice Rescued

... least once a week. And we frequently spent a few hours together on the weekends, a glass of wine in our hands while watching the children play in my back yard.

It was almost Christmas when I finally worked up the courage to ask her out. I hoped I wasn't misreading the signals I thought she was sending. We'd been spending more time together, carpooling to children's school events and just hanging out. I had qualms about trying to move whatever it was we had from the friend category to the girlfriend category, but I also realized that if I didn't ask, she'd never have the opportunity to say yes. And I was beginning to worry that if I didn't take some action, someone else might swoop in and capture her affections. So one day, as I walked Teddy back to his house after Carol got home, I screwed up my courage and rang her bell.

Carol had just gotten home from the library and was still dressed in her business casual attire. She had that sexy librarian look - professional clothing with a blouse unbuttoned down a couple of buttons, some cleavage showing, hair up in a tight bun, reading glasses hung on a chain around her neck. Little Davie popped to attention immediately, but fortunately the jeans I was wearing were stiff enough to conceal my arousal.

"Hi, what's up? Was Teddy a good boy."

"He was great as usual. He and Violet finished their homework and then all three kids spent the rest of the time out in the yard. I'm here because I wanted to ask you ...

... something."

"Okay..."

"If I can get a babysitter or arrange to have Maria take care of the kids on Saturday night, would you like to go out for dinner and a movie? I mean an 'adults only' evening, just the two of us?"

Carol laughed. "Well," she said, "It's about time. I was starting to wonder if you were ever going to ask me out. I was going to give you until Christmas break and if you hadn't stepped up, I was going to ask you. Of course, I'd love to go out with you. We've been dancing around this for months. What time Saturday shall I be ready?"

"Let me line up the babysitter and I'll get back to you."

And with that, I bid her goodnight and almost floated across the lawn to my own house.

Maria was delighted to work a little overtime, particularly because she'd been after me for some time to step back into the dating pool. She'd met Carol and liked her. And she had embraced Teddy as another grandchild. With childcare arranged, I told Carol I'd pick her up at 6:00 PM. We'd go casual to a local Italian restaurant that I had enjoyed several times in the past, then see whatever new movie was showing at the local AMC Theater.

By the time I knocked on her door, I was as nervous as a high school kid on his first date. Carol opened the door and I stood there, stunned. She was wearing a sheer white blouse that was almost see-through and gave glimpses of a lacy bra supporting her quite lovely breasts. She also had on a pair of slacks that emphasized her generous hips and, when she ...