Days gone by

Wendy looked out the window to see the street was completely covered in snow. She drew her wrap around her shoulders and thought "It's going to be a cold one tonight." As she stood there gazing, the light from the fireplace fell upon her silver-streaked hair. At 50, she still had a few dark brown strands that peeked through her salt and pepper hair, giving her a youthful appearance. Her horn-rimmed glasses slid down her nose once more and for the last time she shoved them up.
She was so tired. Gone were all the warm, smiling faces that she used to run with playing baseball with a stick in the summer months. Gone were the smells of cotton-candy that she used to eat at the fair with her dad. Now the only things remaining were barren trees being weighed down with snow. The still quietness of the wind as it blew a bitter cold down the street. She longed for the days when Becca was here.
Looking back she saw Rebecca Simone Darger at the 9th grade school dance. Becca had a pink, fitted party dress on that all the boys loved to stare at. She was standing over in the corner drinking some punch when I approached her.
"Hi!" I said cheerfully.
"Hello" she mumbled practically under her breath.
She was so shy.
"Why aren't you dancing?"
"Because I don't have anyone to dance with."
"C'mon, I'll dance with you."
She gave me a smile that lit up the room. As we moved on the dance floor, I could tell she was nervous.
"Loosen up a little bit.

She laughed nervously and visibly relaxed. After the song was half over, she started to relax and really moved to the beat. After the song ended, we decided we needed a drink and went over to the punch table.

"What's your name?"

"Rebecca but my friends at my old school call me Becca."

"Wendy's my name."

She smiled at me with big grateful eyes.

No wonder I hadn't seen her around. She was gorgeous. With a 5-foot, 100lbs frame, she was petite. She had bewitching hazel eyes and soft, pliable lips that looked good enough to munch on. As my eyes roamed down the front of her, I started to appreciate the nice size 34c busom that she had on her frame. The dress molded to her ample hips nicely so that I could get a glance of her tushy as she walked toward the chairs set up against the wall.

"You're here by yourself?" I asked amazed.

"Yes, my mom is on the PTA and she thought that it would be a good idea for me to come here so that I could try to make some friends." "That's her over there."

I glanced across the room where Becca was pointing and came across a boat of a woman squatting down to help clean up a mess that a freshman had made all over the floor.
Being a Sophomore, I was at the dance as a sort of chaperone for the kids so that they could get adjusted to their new surroundings and have a familiar face to look for in the coming days ahead. Seeing that she was warming up to me I continued to ask her questions.

"Where did you move from?"

"We came from Arlington, Texas."

"Whoa, what a big culture shock..."

The weather was so much more drastic here in Cleveland, Ohio.

"My dad just died and we had to come and live with my aunt until we can get back on our feet."

I instantly felt for this girl. Not only was she dealing with the death of her father, but she also had to move across the country to a whole new climate and way of living. It had to be horrendous on her.
She saw the emotion in my eye and that made her smile weakly.
"Now that we have danced, I guess that makes us friends." I said to her. She smiled at me so wide you would have thought her cheeks would hurt from just size of the span across her face. We continued to chat and dance until the party came to a close. "Since we have had such a good time, maybe we can get together sometime and hang out for awhile.' "I would like that." "I'll give you my phone number and I can have my brother drive me over."
The next day was Saturday. I anxiously cleaned my room because I knew that Becca was going to be calling today. I could feel the tingle in my stomach as I thought of her. An hour later, the phone rang.
"Wendy, phone" bellows my big brother Josh. "What a putz," I thought. I ran into the hall and grabbed the phone, breathless from the effort.
"Hello?"...
"Uh, hi, this is Becca from the dance yesterday"
"Hi Becca!!! How are you today?"

"Really good" was her reply.
"Since I don't have anything to do, I was wondering if I could come over and visit for a while?" My mom says it's ok, she quickly reassures me.

"What is your address and Josh and I will come and pick you up?"

"1603 Briar Lane." she replies. "That is so amazing! You are just down the street! I will be down in 2 minutes."

I jammed my feet into my sneakers and flew out the door. Now I knew who lived in the old Stummer's house 5 doors down. I could feel the excitement as I rung the doorbell and watched her come to the door. "Hi". "Hi, come on in" she replied back. "My mom went to the grocery store so we should have about an hour alone." I looked at her and I could tell that she had something up her sleeve. We went upstair to her room where The American Top 40 was blaring on the radio.

Today, Becca was wearing her red jumpsuit shorts with sequin going up the right leg. She looked totally cute. I being the fashion maven, was wearing a maxi skirt and a low-cut blouse with some love beads that just tickled the inside of my coller. We both laughed as we jumped onto the bed at the same time and almost cracked our heads together.

"I am so glad we live so close to each other" said Becca. "It is great knowing I have a friend so close to me." She looked deep into my eyes and gave me an impish grin. I started to feel a tingle deep in my belly. I reached over and kissed her. Her eyes got as wide as saucers. "I have never kissed a girl before!" "I...I'm so sorry!" I stammered. "You just looked like you really wanted me to do that" I said sheepishly. "I really liked it though!" she said to me with a twinkle in her eye. I knew right then she had only been toying with me and that she wanted more.

I looked at her intently to see if she truely did want more this time. I saw a gleam in her eye as I lowered my lips to her soft gloss-covered lips. As our lips met, I could feel her relax. "She enjoying herself!" I thought blankly. As we continued to lock lips, I could feel my sex heating up. After we broke apart, both of us were breathing heavily.

"Close to you.........started to play softly on the radio. I gave her one last long deep look and she nodded ever so sweetly. I reached for the clasp of her suit and unbuckled it. Becca shivered in delight as I rubbed my hand across her pert nipple. I unclasped the second buckle and let the flap drop. Her nipples were about the size of half dollars and they were hard and erect and aching for me to grab a hold of them. My mouth rushed to her right nipple and she grabbed my hair and twisted. She started to moan. Small little gasps of air escaped her mouth as I deepened my hold of her nipple with my strong gripping lips. Slowly I glided my hands down her arms and gave her a little squeeze to let her know that she is doing fine. Slowly I continued to slide her shorts down around her hips and saw that she had cute little panties with Barbie written all over them. She reddened when I chuckled. Slowly, I used one finger and reached slowly into the leg band of her panties. "Oh it has been such a long time." whimpered Becca. "Don't worry baby I will be gentle." I cooed.

She raised up her hips and I slid her panties off in one swift move. I looked and was shocked when I saw that she had no pubic hair. She must have seen the expression on my face because she just chuckled and said "You're not the only one with secrets." I continued to glance over her sex and saw that it had already started to moisten. My mouth started to water as I saw the beads of excitement that waited for me. She was laying there open and so trusting for me. I laed down on my stomach to relieve some of the pressure that I was feeling. I took both of my hands and I spread her lips and I saw in fact she was ready for me. Her slight arousal was apparent with her clit slightly protruding its sheath. I tentatively stuck out my tongue and flicked her. She moaned ever so slightly and whimpered "taste me". With that encouragement, I took my tongue and licked deep and far into her cavern as I could go....she bellowed "FUCK ME, PLEASE!!!!!" I attacked her sex with utter abandon. I squeezed her inner thighs with my hands as I lapped up her pussy juices. She started to tighten. "Oh no you're not. I just got you. You are going to wait" I told her. She wimpered in response. I backed away and laid next to her. She laed there and awaited my next order. I rolled on top of her and took her ear into my mouth. I slowly and sweetly sucked until I heard her moan once again. Licking my way back down to her neck, I stopoed at her left breast this time. I grabbed it between my teeth and I bit down. She screamed out in a combination of pain and pleasure. I slowly sucked on the nipple to erase the hurt of the pain. I started to stroke her pussy lips as I blew on the nipple. "Please" she wimpered. "Please, what baby?" "I want to cum so bad!" "Ok, baby" I kneeled in front of her and I realized that her pussy juices were flowing down her crack into her ass. I stuck 2 fingers into her vagina and began to thrust. Slowly at first wanting to build her to a steady peak. Slowly, I sawwed the fingers into her sloppy-wet pussy. I could feel the pressure rising in her with each breath that dragged bye. I increased the rhythem of the strokes and after a minute Becca stiffened and screamed as she came. Tears were rolling down her face. "Thank you so much!" she cried.

"I'm home girls!" Mrs. Darger called up the stairs. "Hello Mrs. Darger, we'll be right down." Gratefully Becca looked at me because she was frozen in terror of being caught. She quickly and quietly got up and washed herself at the sink of her bathroom. That was one day I would never forget.

Wendy felt the night grow colder. She moved away from the window. "Becca, Where are you now, my love?" She thought. Even after all these years, her first experience with Becca was permanently and vividly burned into her memory. As she stood by the fire she could feel the warmth along with the tears that poured out of her eyes. "Well there's no sense in being an old fool about it" She said to no one in particular. Every one was gone and she was alone. Silently she waited.