I enjoyed that peek moment – 2

“Be my guest,” I said, feeling like doing that myself…so I did. “Make yourself comfortable,” I had added.

She smiled at that, actually fingering the first closed button on her blouse, and then sat looking at her as it suddenly popped open. “You’re sure? It won’t make you uncomfortable if I do? Because it really was hot and sticky outside, and I could really use a bit of a wash up, and some cool air on my skin.”

“Suit yourself,” I once again told her, though finding the situation, which was quickly escalating to be more than a bit eerie. She thanked me heading back up the stairs, returning a few minutes later almost completely naked when she came back down the stairs. All she had on was a thong.

“You’re sure this is ok?” She once again asked hesitating at the top of the stairs. I could only sit there and smile at her, nodding my head yes as I watched her come down. As I did, I felt the sudden awakening of my once tired prick as she did so.

As I had earlier learned her name, June was yet again like night and day as had Mila been or even Patti, my ex in her overall appearance. She was fairly tall for a woman, and just under six feet, long blonde hair, typical blue eyes, and a body to match.

She had much larger breasts than either Mila or Patti had, with nipples so light pink in color that her areola almost disappeared into the rest of her equally pink flesh as you looked at them. But what was exceptionally appetizing, was the way they jiggled and bounced as she came down the stairs. I half suspected that the way she descended them when she did, she was doing so purposefully.

“I really appreciate your helping me out,” she said upon reaching the landing. “But…I also want you to know, I’m in no real hurry either. I don’t have anyone I need to call or rush home to, and no one will be worried about me, or looking for me either, not for another day at least,” she said, winking.

“Holy shit!” I thought to myself. “DeJa vu?”

Ten minutes later I was sitting on the couch with my cock half way down her throat as she sucked me off. I soon after returned the favor, exchanging positions with her while I knelt down in front of her, her legs wrapped around my neck as I devoured her cunt. Though to be honest, I was a little disappointed when I didn’t get my face drenched the way that Mila had when I’d eaten her.

An hour after that, we were up in my loft, spent, trying to catch our breaths, my cream still oozing out of her pink pussy lips, which she actually lay there scooping up with her fingers, massaging her clit with. I sat watching her with fascination as she actually got herself off while doing that moments later.

Unlike with Mila however, I couldn’t afford to sleep in. It was my job to open the store. Much to her dismay perhaps, we had gotten up around 4:30 so I could tow her car back down to the store, feeding her breakfast there while we waited for some friends to show up with a new tire for her car. They did so by ten, with Melinda tossing me curious looks almost all morning long until well after they’d left.

I’d never once fucked Melinda, though I’d certainly thought about it. But as she too was barely eighteen at the time, I’d only given her a passing thought, that and an occasional walk-on appearance during one or two of my masturbatory fantasy sessions, but never anything ever more than that. After June and her friends had left, she had sauntered over towards me, one more button undone on the blouse she was wearing than was usually normal, even for her.

“Seems like you’ve had an interesting run of luck lately with the ladies haven’t you?” she asked.

It had been far too obvious, and I know damn good and well she’d overheard pieces of my conversation with June earlier to try and hide the fact she had spent the night with me. The odd part was, Melinda was almost acting jealous in a way, certainly far more flirtatious than she usually was.

I began to wonder if I hadn’t accidentally rolled in something that was causing it. In an odd way, I’d gone from famine to feast in the blink of an eye. Especially as Melinda seemed to enjoy teasing me with her tantalizing view every time she leaned over pretending to be about something, allowing me to have an even greater view of her own perky little tits.

Needless to say, I was as hard as a fucking rock by the time she went home, half tempted to take her into the back room and actually fuck her. But somehow I’d managed to refrain from doing so, and even thought she was a bit disappointed when I didn’t. She never even said goodnight when she left!

I was more than a bit glad to see Thomas and Stella again when they came in the next morning, sharing with them my experience with June and the odd similarities between the two incidents.

“Well that always has been a dangerous section of highway,” Thomas and Stella both confirmed. “Maybe you ought to call the highway department, see if they can’t put up a few clearer warning signs for that stretch of road or something. Just a matter of time before someone actually takes it too fast, hits a deer, and gets killed!”

I thought they might actually be right, and made a mental promise to myself to do so. I then briefly mentioned my encounter with Melinda, still shaking my head over that one. Thomas jokingly warned me and reminded me to “keep it in my pants,” whereas Stella on the other one, surprised me by encouraging me to do otherwise.

“She is old enough to make up her own mind about that, you know,” Stella told me. “She always has had the hots for you…what could it hurt?”

I reminded her I was twice Melinda’s age for one, and for another, I wasn’t looking for anything serious or steady at the moment either. As young as she was, and as much fun as she might be, I saw the look in her eyes every time she looked at me. She wasn’t out for a one night stand, something a bit more permanent, and I was for damn sure not looking for that.

“Maybe you should just ask her and find out,” Rebecca said once again. “You might actually be surprised.”

I decided to put that one on hold however, I was growing tired of surprises, and lately…there had been a bunch of them.

Still…eyeballing Melinda’s cute tits all day long had once again aroused me. I was again anxious to drive home, once again getting off a bit earlier than usual. This time I was bound and determined to take a nice long hot shower, fix myself a nice thick steak out on the barbeque, put in a really decadent dirty movie, and kick back and enjoy myself.

I was almost relieved when I rounded the now somewhat infamous bend in the road and did not discover someone’s car sitting there. Maybe at last fortune was with me as I actually relaxed, only then realizing I had actually tensed up as I came around the corner. It was then that I looked up, saw a bright yellow MG-3 whizzing past me, going more than a bit too fast by the looks of it. Moments later I could hear the sounds of tires screeching as someone applied the brakes a bit too hard.

“Fuck!” I said pulling over, looking back. Thankfully I didn’t see any smoke coming from that direction. But I no longer heard the sound of the car driving down the road either. “You’ve got to be fucking kidding me!” I said to myself, and then turned my truck around heading back in the opposite direction.