It was exactly noon the following day when I heard a knock at my door. I have been anticipating a knock at my door for a long time now. Who else do I have in mind if not my own Johnny? He was coming to fix my air-conditioner. It was the perfect opportunity I need to stare more at him lustfully. Sadly, there was little I could do other than that.
I jumped out of the bed as soon as I heard a knock. My two-bedroom apartment has been without life for a long time now. Luckily, it going to host not only one individual but two, in a matter of minutes.I was almost at the door when a thought came to me all of sudden. The new thought entailed that I should take a second look at the rooms which I have carefully and neatly arranged. "Just a minute!" I told the visitor whom I was yet to know his identity. I don't wanna host my strange crush (if it was Johnny) in a shabbily furnished house. After some gazes at the rooms and the furniture, I was satisfied. Next, I proceeded to open the door. I wasn't all surprised, it was no other individual but Johnny.He dashed in amid his greetings. "Good afternoon Aunty Becky, hope I'm not late?" He asked with a gentle smile. I moved out of the way instinctively so he could have full access to the doorway."Not at all, hun! Come on!" I told him, although he was already in.As we walked towards the living room he began again, "I thought you were gonna be mad with me for being late?" He turned around as he asked.His question was never an issue for me. There were other important issues we could be talking about. Anyway, he was being jovial.We sat on one of the sofas but, not in the opposite directions instead, we sat beside each other. I was wearing a short stretchy skirt, which means I can drag the edge down to the end to cover my knees. Currently, my knees were not covered but exposed down to my thighs. I guess he could have been seduced if we had sat in the opposite direction. There was no way he couldn't have seen my exposed thighs and only God knows what could have happened next.My upper body was not well covered either. I guess he got the preview of my boobs in my less-tightened singlet. My arms were also exposed but, I doubt if that could have any impact on him.
Despite what I was putting on, I was careful not to leave him with the impression that I was on a deduction spree. When began staring at my thighs, I reached my hands to the edge of the skirt and drag it until my knees were covered.Nevertheless, it was a matter of time before the piece of clothing will pull away and return to its former position or original length.
"Yes, Johnny, thanks for coming by. I'm glad you did." I smiled nastily at him and winked my eyes. Was I out of control? My conscience could not weigh in at the moment to remind me how wrong I was. He was still a boy in his late teen. It never dawned on me that I was sending the wrong message to him.
"You count on me, Aunty Becky, anytime, any day," he smiled back."What can I get for you hun?" I stared at him those seductive eyes of mine as I asked."A cold solder would do," he said but then, took a second decision. "But, Aunty Becky that's not my priority now, I think we should get on with it. I have an appointment at 3 pm. I guess I will finish before then," he suggested."Yes, you are damn right!" I got up and he followed me right the way. I led him to the room where the air-conditioner was damaged. He stared at it for some time and then reached for the small box he left on the sofa. When he came back, he pulled his shirt off and opened the small box as I watched.Here we go again! His bare chest was a sight of temptation to me. Once again, I felt like stretching out one of my hands just to feel the gentle touch of his bare chest.While I imagined naughty things about him, my heart started pounding. I was nervous to the very end and couldn't help myself but look stupid. How could I be lusting after a boy I was old enough to be his mother? My heart was not the only part of my body pounding, my hands and feet were vibrating as well, all because I was worried about what I was about to indulge in.
He found a chair and climbed on it so he could stand on it. In that way, his hands were able to reach the air-conditioner that hung high on the wall. He proceeded to lose the panel while I watched with a strange urge in me.So far, Johnny has not responded to me in any suspicious way. Maybe I hadn't put more detectable effort to send him a subtle message. On that note, I decided to give myself more trials. With his back turned against me as he worked on the air conditioner, I did the unthinkable. I drag my light, expanding skirt up so that my thighs, were exposed. I managed to pull my part of my singlet slightly down so that, more of the other parts of my boobs were exposed. I was sure my new tactics will move as long as he is a man.I summoned my courage and walked past him and stopped. I was now standing right in front of him. As if we were being controlled by unexplained body chemistry, he paused what he was doing and glanced at me. Our eyes met at once because I was already looking at him before he even did. I was sure he stared at my boobs but, not for long. Next, I deliberately let go of the keys in my left hand, it fell on the floor. I bent down to pick it, skillfully and slightly exposing my bare laps and almost my butt to him.
When I realized my terrible thought, I froze. Did I.... I was trying to seduce a boy?
The whole time I bent down to pick up my keys, Johnny kept staring at me. It was all my fault, I guess. When he finally tried to put himself back in order and continued working on the air-conditioner, something happened. He misplaced one of his legs, which was enough to send him falling hard to the floor. I reacted at once and rushed to help him. Here we go again! I bent close to her, all my thighs were exposed. I guess, he was able to get a great view of my panties. I did not allow him to view that for long.I adjusted and dragged my clothes down so that my thighs could be covered. I placed one of my hands underneath his shoulders and try to pull him up. "Oh my God! I'm sorry, Johnny!" I placed the other hand on his back. "Were you hurt? Oh my Lord! I'm so sorry!" I rubbed his back. He sat on the floor and nodded to every question I was asking him at that moment. By nodding--that was the way he reacted to all my questions. While he sat on the floor, I thought about sitting close to
I obeyed the little force he applied to pull my head. I turned to face him. God! He was looking lusty and hot. It seemed as if his lips were yearning for my kiss but, how can I do that when he is my best friend's son?It wasn't easy to find myself in that position. It was really hard for me because, I had no clue about what to do to understand such a circumstance. I felt like reaching out and kissing him just as his lips began opening slightly. I almost moved my head closer to him but then, I was able to return myself back to the previous line of contact.I concluded that if he was interested, he should be the one to make a strong decision concerning me or what I would like to call, a first approach having given him all the green light he needed. I bet he understood where I was going by now but, he might still be scared to initiate the first step.We stared at each other for about a minute before, I blinked my eyes. "How do you feel now? Is there any sign of relief from what I have do
My eyes became wide enough as they stare at him. He grabbed the back of my hair while trying to move me to a better position. A position where he could finish what he started. His mouth held on to mine for as long it could. Not only was hot but the lad was a terrific kisser. I wasn't thinking straight in that fleeting moment. The sweetness of what he was doing made me lose control of myself, I quickly moved down one of my hands and grabbed the side of his waist whereas, my other hand circled his neck and tried to press him even closer to my mouth.Thank goodness, I have not started cooking or it could have become a disaster. Yes, that was true because the food could have gotten burnt.All the yearning to grab him closer to me, all the desire to kiss him even deeper were all unfolding. I pushed him gently to one of the kitchen cabinets. He rested his head by the side while I went on the offensive. The kissing he had started was now being championed by me. A kiss that he started gently
The more we contemplated the more our visitor kept knocking at the door. There was a rush of adrenaline in me. "Go back to the room and continue with your work. No matter what happens, don't panic. We will get by !" I told him and then left to meet my visitor. Johnny obeyed me and tiptoed to the other room where he began working on the faulty air-conditioner again.I gathered some courage and then opened the door to see who has been knocking on my door. The pretence was not there anymore, this time, it was reality.At last, there he was, the mailman. He was dressed in a black suit and looked handsome but, not as him as my Johnny. I guess I was still under the influence of my lust for Johnny.The mailman opened his white teeth while shifting the file he was holding from his left to his right hand. "Good afternoon Mam! I'm here to deliver your message..."I watched him spill all that he had in his mouth, all in the name of adhering to the ethics of his occupation. He handed me a sheet
When Johnny left that evening I found myself all alone once again. The thought of what we have done never stopped hunting me. I kept thinking every-now-and-then. It seemed like I was judged by my conscience, this time around; has no good news for me. I was been judged in the wrong direction. I guess I was wrong! I shouldn't have engaged with Johnny in any intimate activities. But, it was too late now as I can't rewrite history or go back to fix what had been done. All I could do now is to avoid such from happening in the nearest future.It was almost 6 pm and I was preparing to go for a walk in the backyard when all of a sudden my phone began ringing. 'That must be my bestie, Melinda. Perhaps, she was calling to check on me. I stretched my hand from the bed where I have lavishing my thoughts on what happened earlier on, between me and Johnny.I did not bother to look at the name of the caller on my phone. It was never a problem because I thought that whoever was calling me at that mom
Thomson went straight to the point. "Hell yeah! Come on and don't pretend like you don't know what happened the other night. You know you are better than this. Yes, you are better at speaking the truth instead of pretending, Becky!" His voice was meant to deceive me again but I was on my guard this time."I have nothing else to do with you, Thomson. You are one of the most awful people I have met in my life. I don't want to recall what transpired between us that night because you suck! You son of a bitch!""Yeah, I gladly agree with you, Becky!" I could hear the sound of his smile from the other side of the phone. "Oh, yeah! Go ahead and brand me whatever you wish. I'm a son of a bitch, there is no doubt about that, remember the same son of a bitch made you speak in tongues the other night. You never stopped telling me how sweet I was, while I doing all those on you!""Screw you, Thomson! How dare you!" I lambasted him in anger. "How could you be proud of what you did, you devil incar
I felt bad when I remembered the one-night stand I had with Thompson. Before he called I was thinking about the little romantic experiment I had with Johnny and now, this? I tried everything within my power to forget two of the events but, it proved difficult to be forgotten. Even though I was laying on the bed I never concentrated rather, I kept rolling from one corner of the bed to another. It was so annoying. It must have been a miracle that I slept that night. I could not remember when and how I finally fell asleep, all I recalled was waking up in the morning.The morning was cold and I guess the first thing I needed to do at that moment was to make a cup of coffee for myself. I was still new to my neighbourhood after having stayed away from everyone for a long time. I found it necessary to go and see some friends especially, my neighbours. Although I noticed some changes in the neighbourhood, there were new houses. And with the new houses I found, I believed there must be new n
I was stunned by Mrs Moore's question, of course, it was crucial to ask but, can't she wait till we were seated in the living room before such a question can be asked? "Hey, Moore, don't you think w should sit down first before you come up with any questions?" I suggested to her, hoping she will agree with me. Indeed, she agreed with me by shrugging her shoulders. "Alright, if you think so then, I will just have to abide by it!" She smiled at me. I also returned the smile to her. We were almost in the living room. We found ourselves some seats and sat in the opposite direction to each other.The volume of her TV set was high...high enough to distract our conversation in the house. "I'm sorry, dear!" She exclaimed while getting up from her seat. Mrs Moore reached for the remote of the Television. I knew what she was gonna do by the way. As I had expected, she lowered the volume of the TV set, in that way, there was less noise in the living room and now, we could hear each other very