The Book 35

  “That’s what I thought.”

      Debbie said that with a very disappointed look on her  face.

 I inquired as to why.

      “I was just wondering if you liked Julie more than me.”

      “So  why  are  you  frowning?    You didn’t ask me your next

 question yet.”

      “Okay, what did you think of me last night?”

      “You are much more beautiful than Julie;  I don’t  like  big

 tits, and you are much more exciting to fuck than she is.”

      Debbie suddenly opened up with an ear to ear smile and began

 to blush.   She looked around the restaurant to see if anyone was

 listening to our conversation.  I continued.

      “Not only are you a sexual dynamo,  but from what I’ve  seen

 from  just  our  conversations,  you  are  also a very sensitive,

 caring, and lovable person.   I wouldn’t mind spending a lot more

 time with you in the near future.”

      Debbie turned an even brighter red than she was before.  She

 reached across the table and gave me a kiss.

      “You can see as much of me as you like.”

      “I’ve  already  see every inch of your body that there is to

 see.”

      “You know what I mean.”

      The waiter served our food and we started to  eat.    Debbie

 was very impressed at how good the food was.   I’ll admit that is

 was a little better than usual.   We didn’t talk  much  while  we

 were eating.  We were both too involved in what we were doing.  A

 few small conversations broke out between mouth fulls but nothing

 of  any  importance.    We finished dinner and just sat back very

 satisfied with the meal.  I asked Debbie if she wanted dessert.

      “After a meal like that I have no room.   Let’s  wait  until

 later.   There is a good movie on HBO and we could go to my house

 and watch it if you want too.   I  could  make  us  some  dessert

 there.”

      “That sounds good to me.”

      I  signaled  the  waiter  for the check.   With the check he

 brought two fortune cookies.  Debbie picked up one, opened it and

 read it.

      “Enjoy, the night is still young.”

      I picked up the other one and read it.

      “Pleasant company makes for very pleasant evenings.”

      I couldn’t believe the cookie said that.  It was the perfect

 saying at the perfect moment.   Debbie made a comment about  that

 one.

      “I  guess we are going to have a very pleasant evening then,

 aren’t we?”

      “I guess so.  Are you ready to go?”

      “Yeah.”

      I left the tip on the table and paid the check by  the  door

 and then we were on our way.

      As  it  was  with Beth,  the more and more time I spent with

 Debbie, the more comfortable I became.   I was loosening up which

 made  it much more comfortable for me to talk with her.   She was

 no longer the stranger that sat on my dick in  front  of  Julie’s

 house.    I  was  really glad that she was so sexually open.   It

 makes for a very exciting relationship.   But not  only  was  she

 active  with  her  body  but she was also a very fun person to be

 with.  It’s hard to describe her.  Just in the way she smiled and

 the way she laughed and the look in her eyes draws  you  to  her.

 The  words I’m looking for are ‘magnetically appealing’.   How do

 you like that phrase?  I liked it.  Anyway…

      We arrived back at Debbie’s house and we went inside.    She

 directed  me  toward  a den and told me to sit down on the couch.

 She turned on the TV and told me that she was going  to  go  make

 some  popcorn  for  the  movie.    I sat and watch the rock video

 previews that they have between movies.    We  had  gotten  there

 about fifteen minutes before the movie was to start.  Just before

 the movie was about to start, Debbie reappeared with a large bowl

 of  popcorn,  a pitcher of iced tea and some glasses.   There was

 also a major change in what she was wearing.   Now she had  on  a

 really  cute  terry  cloth  outfit consisting of a halter top and

 short shorts.   It really looked nice on her.   It  accented  the

 shape of her ass and her chest.   She poured the tea and then sat

 down next to me.

      “Is the movie almost ready to start?”

      “Yeah, in another minute or two,” I told her.

      I had no idea where we were going to put all  that  popcorn.

 We  had just finished a large dinner not more than thirty minutes

 before.   Debbie dug right in.   After a minute of munching,  the

 movie  started,  so  Debbie  sat back on the couch and rested her

 head on my shoulder.  I reciprocated by putting my arm around her

 and squeezing her tightly to me.   She moved her hips so that she

 could  get as close to me as possible.   We sat absolutely silent

 for the entire length of the movie.   The only  movement  between

 the  two  of us was to reach for the popcorn or the tea or for me

 to move my arm around because it had fallen asleep.

      Immediately after the movie was over,  Debbie jumped to  her

 feet and put in a video tape.

      “Let’s watch another movie,” she told me.

      “Wasn’t that one enough?”

      “Nope.”

      Debbie came back to the couch and sat down next to me.

      “What are we watching now?”

      “Just wait and see.”

      So I waited.   To my surprise it turned out to be an X-rated

 movie.   Debbie asked me if I wanted to watch it  or  should  she

 turn it off.   I told her that I wanted to watch it.   So we did.

 At the first sex scene I slipped my  hand  inside  Debbie’s  top.

 She immediately grabbed my hand and said,  “not until the movie’s

 over.”

      I almost died right there.  I had to sweat through the whole

 movie with a raging hard-on.   I rubbed myself a couple of  times

 and  Debbie snickered each time.   She was loving every minute of

 my frustration.   After about an hour and a half  the  movie  was

 finally over.  I was in pain.

      Debbie  stood  up and took me by the hand and lead me to her

 room.   She unbuttoned my shirt and threw it on the floor.   Next

 she  went  for  the  pants and got them off my with absolutely no

 fight at all.   I reached out to her and removed her top and then

 her  shorts.    I pulled her close to me so I could feel her body

 against mine and we started making out standing  stark  naked  in

 the middle of her room.   As soon as our lips were apart,  Debbie

 made a very good suggestion.

      “Let’s go take a shower.”

      I had never taken a shower with anyone else before but I was

 sure that with Debbie, it was going to be fun.  Instead of taking

 my hand, she lead me by my cock to the bathroom.  I followed very

 close behind her so she wouldn’t pull it off.   The bathroom  was

 right across the hall and as we entered I was amazed at how large

 it was.  It wasn’t what you think of as a glamorous bathroom.  It

 was  just  big.   Everything was very spread out.   As soon as we

 stepped inside,  I could feel shag carpeting on  my  feet.    The

 entire room had white shag on the floor.

      We  walked  over  to  a  translucent glass door which Debbie

 opened and stepped inside.   The shower was enormous.   I  looked

 inside  to  see  a  shower nozzle on each of the four walls and a

 bench on two of them.

      “Come on in” Debbie said to me.

      “Nice shower.”

      “It’s a lot more fun than it looks.”

      “It looks like a lot of fun.”

      Debbie turned a few knobs on one  of  the  walls  and  water

 started  to  spray out of one of the shower heads.   She adjusted

 them until the water was an  agreeable  temperature  then  turned

 another  knob  and  water began spraying out of all four nozzles.

 Water sprayed every inch of the shower and every bit of us  also.

 After  only  a  moment  we  were both completely wet and we moved

 toward each other,  taking the other in our arms and began making

 out  under  the  heavy  stream  of water.   As we held our bodies

 tightly together,  I would reach my hands down and grab Debbie by

 the  ass and squeeze,   not only to feel her firm buns but for me

 to feel my cock against her bare pussy.  It was still very smooth

 and it was a great sensation.

      Debbie reach over to redirect some of the water and retrieve

 a bar of soap.   She began to soap up my entire body.   I  looked

 around and noticed another bar of soap so I grabbed it and soaped

 up  Debbie.    With  my  hands  full of soap,  Debbie’s body felt

 perfectly smooth with not a single imperfection on it.    We  ran

 our  hands  over  every part of each others body.   Even after we

 were full of soap,  the feeling of hands sliding  on  our  bodies

 made us continue to keep our hands moving.