today.
After School Rush
I rush down the road. My home room teacher, who
I interrogated the first opportunity I could (to his amusement),
told me that Jessica's mother had called the school and told them
that Jessica was sick today. It took all of my willpower to not
rush out of school to her house to check on her. The poor girl must
be in terrible pain to not come.
Coming to her street, I quickly jog down the
rows of houses and stop in front of her house. Her mother is just
leaving as I put my hand up to knock on the door.
"Jarrod. You looked flushed. Are you
ok?"
"Sorry, Mrs. Adams. I ran here from
school."
"Oh dear, you shouldn't have worried so much.
She just has a little cold."
My eyebrows crinkle together. I hope she is
ok.
"Is it alright if I go up and check on
her?"
"Of course. I'm off to do some shopping. She's
up in her room."
"Thanks, Mrs. Adams."
She lets me through the front door and I wave
goodbye to her as she pulls out of the driveway in the families
mini-van.
"I hope she's ok," I mutter to myself. Jessica
is very precious to me.
Taking the stairs quietly, so as not to disturb
her if she is sleeping, I walk to the end of the hallway and stop
in front of her door. I realize that I am alone in the house with
the love of my life. For some reason that makes me stop at the door
with my hand out, hovering over the knob. I'm alone in the house
with Jessica who is now 18 too...
I reach forward and turn the door knob. There
is nothing to be worried about.
She glances up from where she is sitting on the
covers reading a book. My breath catches in my throat when I see my
blond goddess. Her cheeks are slightly red and the room is
uncomfortably warm. She is wearing nothing, but a pair of light
pink boxers and a matching pink singlet with no bra. My mind spins
at that last fact as she is not small down there.
"Jarrod. You came to visit me?"
"It's your birthday. How could I
not?"
She smiles and throws her arms out for a hug. I
slip into her embrace and find her warm, soft and smelling like
heaven - as always.
"I'm sorry I couldn't come to school. I know
today is really important for us."
I lean in to kiss her, but she pulls
away.
"Ah, the cold... sorry," I say, slightly
disappointed.
"Sorry. I just have a small fever. Nothing
special."
"I understand."
I slip down beside her on the bed and lean up
against the wall.
"What are you reading?"
She holds the book up.
"It's a story called Vanilla #2 written by a
writer named Sophie Sin."
"What's it about."
She blushes.
"Um..."
I smile in amusement and snatch it from her
hands.
"Oh my! I didn't know you liked this sort of
thing."
"It's sort of romantic."
I read a few lines. I guess so.
"Will you read to me?"
I blush. I don't know if I could read something
like this without 'problems' down below, especially in front of
Jessica, dressed like this.
She doesn't give me much choice. Jessica slips
down onto my chest, pressing her blond haired head to it and
snuggling up.
I look down at the book. What's the worst that
could happen? An embarrassing hard-on? It's not like Jessica hasn't
felt it once or twice when we were snuggling and fooling around. I
shouldn't be embarrassed in front of the one that I have such
strong feelings for.
"She looks at him with eyes like melting brown
butter and he sighs. Who is responsible for creating this angel of
beauty? Her bosom shakes lightly in the moonlit air and he sees her
breath coming in small gasps. Could she feel it too - this
frustration?"
"Ahem... this is quite heavy stuff..." I
mutter.
"Keep going," Jessica whispers with a little
smile. "It gets really good soon."
"He reaches out and takes her hand.’Do you love
me?’ he asks her."
"I do," Jessica reads from the book.
"I do too," I read the next line.
"He steps forward and embraces her fully in his
arms. She is warm, slightly shorter than him and gorgeous. He can
imagine no better match for him in this life."
"Jarrod... your..." Jessica says suddenly