I resigned myself to not washing my face or brushing my teeth. It wasn't like I was going to be kissing anyone tonight.
I stripped down to my red panties and jumped under the covers. The plush sheets felt luxurious against my naked skin. I rolled over onto my side and realized that I wasn't the least bit tired even though it was pretty late.
All this business with Mason was too exciting for an untouched woman like me.
The pressing need between my thighs was too hard to ignore. My fingers slipped between my breasts and under my panties. I found my fleshy button and my body swelled with pleasure. Just the thought of Mason being so close was overpowering.
I imagined him sneaking into my room late at night and getting under the covers with me. He'd kiss me gently to wake me up and I'd let him do whatever he wanted to.
I closed my eyes and bit my bottom lip. My fingers worked my clit in circles, around and around. Mason's mouth against mine, our tongues dancing together.
I was so close. The finish line was within sight.
My legs stretched out and my muscles flexed.
Then a knock at the bathroom door.
I completely froze in place, my fingers still pressed against my clit. I lifted my head up and saw that the light under the bathroom door was on. Mason was in there right now.
Holy fuck! Could he hear me touching myself?
I composed myself and made sure the covers were up to my neck. “Yes?”
The door opened and Mason peeked his head into my room. “I was wondering if you had any toothpaste? I guess I forgot to pack mine.”
“Yeah of course. You can use mine.” I realized that my bathroom bag was on top of the dresser across the room. I cursed myself for taking off all my clothes off earlier.
Mason stood in the doorway, waiting for me to get up.
“This is embarrassing. I'm naked under here.”
A flash of delight crossed Mason's eyes. He stared at me with more intensity before closing the door between us.
Did I sense a little bit of desire? Was he thinking about me being naked right now?
I bolted out of bed and put my jeans and sweater back on. I grabbed the bathroom bag and knocked on the door.
Mason opened it up and I walked in. “Sorry about that,” I said. I handed him the tube of toothpaste and took out my own toothbrush. I might as well brush my teeth while I had the chance. Plus anymore time with Mason was a bonus.
“No problem. Thanks for letting me borrow your toothpaste.”
I turned to the mirror and saw that my cheeks were bright red. There was no hiding my level of embarrassment.
I quickly brushed my teeth, trying not to focus on Mason who was right next to me.
I saw that my hard nipples were clearly visible through the thick sweater. I casually put one arm across my chest and looked over. Mason's eyes darted upwards from my chest.
He was checking me out!
We said goodnight again and went to our separate rooms. I lay in bed for hours thinking about the two of us.
What would it be like with him? What would my first time be like?
The amount of questions tired me out and I was soon fast asleep.
Chapter Five
I woke up early the next morning to get into the bathroom before Mason could wake up. Lucky for me his door was closed. I peed and washed my face in a flash. I thought about taking a shower but it'd be too noisy and Mason would probably wake up.
I went downstairs to find Bobby in the kitchen. Eggs were being scrambled in a pan and bacon was cooking in another.
“Smells delicious,” I said, sitting down on a stool at the island.
“Sleep okay?” Bobby asked.
I thought about the interruption during my masturbation session. That pressing need between my thighs still hadn't been fulfilled yet. I would have to find some time later today to take care of it. Better to do it when nobody was home.
“I slept pretty good. How about you?”
“As good as it gets. I hope you like your eggs scrambled.” He flipped them over with a spatula and broke them up.
“It's the only way I like them,” I replied.
Bobby took a plate and plopped a mound of yellow eggs on top. He neatly placed four strips of bacon next to it.
“Enjoy,” Bobby said with a smile.
“Thank you. This looks amazing.” I took a bite of greasy bacon first and my stomach begged for more.
“Is Mason up yet?”
I shook my head. “I don't think so. Is my mom up?”
“Are you kidding me? You're mom's been up for two hours now.”
I looked at the clock and it read: 7:15 AM. “I didn't know she wakes up so early.”
“Every day,” my mom said as she entered from the hallway. She came over and kissed me on the forehead. “It's so good to have you back home.”
“Dorothy, you want some eggs and bacon?” Bobby asked.
“That would be great. Thank you for cooking!”
Bobby made her a plate and put it in front of her. “I'm going to go wake Mason's ass up.”
After he left, my mom leaned over. “Isn't he the best?”
“You did good, Mom. He's really something,” I replied with a mouthful of food. I needed to finish eating before Mason came down. I didn't want him to see me stuffing myself and reinforce the image that was placed upon me last night.
“Do you have any plans for the day?” my mom asked.
I shook my head. “Just going to lay around the house and relax.” I couldn't tell her that I was going to touch myself all day long.
“You don't want to visit some of your friends?”
“I haven't seen any of them since high school.”
My mom snapped a piece of bacon in half and chewed on it. “What about taking Mason out and showing him the town?”
I almost choked on a bite of eggs. I covered my mouth and coughed to clear my throat. “I don't think he'd be into that. This place isn't very exciting.”
My mom shoved my shoulder. “Oh come on. I think it would be fun. There are plenty of neat things to see. The library is nice and big. The great park would be a good one too. Plus it would give the two of you a chance to get to know one another. Why don't you go ask him?”
I had to turn away to hide my flushed face. “I don't think I could do that.”
“Oh hogwash. I'll go ask him.” My mom left before I could stop her. I wanted to sink down into the ground and disappear.
But the thought of spending all day with Mason was very appetizing. I just had to act like it wasn't my idea. Which it wasn't but I couldn't let him think otherwise.
I finished eating and joined the rest of the family upstairs. They were all huddled around Mason's bed. Bobby and my mom blocked my view of Mason.
I stood in the doorway while my mom asked him the question. She stepped out of the way and I finally saw Mason. He was sitting halfway up in bed and against the backboard. The first thing I noticed was he was shirtless. The second thing I noticed was how god damn good he looked.
My mouth watered at the sight of this perfect specimen. I wanted to run my hands all over his chiseled chest. That pressing need was calling again.
Mason's baby blues caught sight of mine and he smiled. “Yeah going out, sounds like a lot of fun.”
He agreed to my mom's proposal. We were going to spend the day together.
I went back to my room in a daze. Where was I supposed to take him? What was I going to wear? Was this a date?
I shook my head. I couldn't think of it that way because I knew for sure that Mason wasn't.
I opened my closet and sighed. It might take all day just to find an outfit.
Chapter Six
The entire family stood at the bottom of the stairs and watched me walk down. I felt like this was prom night or something. It definitely wasn't.
For starters, I wasn't wearing a dress. Well, I was but not a prom dress. This was more of a sun dress with a flower print. I chose
it because it was short and tight around my chest which made my boobs squeeze upwards.
“You look great, honey,” my mom said. I was surprised she didn't have a camera.
The whole situation was very awkward. It was like my mom and Bobby were trying to get us together. But didn't they know it was forbidden?
Either way I wasn't going to question it. I wanted this to happen. And I was going to make it happen.
Mason stood by the front door wearing a tight gray shirt that was about two sizes too small. Every muscle was perfectly defined. His blue jeans hugged his waist and I wanted him to turn around so I could get a look at his ass.
Mason's eyes traveled down my neckline and I knew in that moment that I picked the right dress.
Until we walked outside I and realized that it was fucking winter.
What the fuck was I thinking? The cold air breezed between my bare legs and I had to rub my arms to keep myself warm.
“Want me to drive? Mason asked.
It only took me one look at my 94' Toyota Corolla to realize that Mason's car would most certainly be better. “My car's pretty messy,” I replied.
Mason pulled out his car keys and we walked over to his black Ford Mustang. I could see my reflection in the shiny paint. There wasn't a scratch on it.
“Is this new?” I asked.
The car beeped and the doors unlocked. “Got it last year as a graduation gift from my dad.” Mason disappeared into the driver's seat.
I hoped I would be that lucky when I graduated. Maybe Bobby would feel pity on me for the clunker I'd been driving around for years and convince my mom to get me a new car.
I joined Mason in the car and he started the ignition. Heat came out of the vents and instantly warmed me up. I'd be all right if we stayed in the car the entire time.
Mason put his hand on the steering wheel and looked over at me. “So where are we headed?”
I couldn't help but laugh. “I have no idea. My mom thinks this city is exciting. She suggested we go to the library.”
“Shall we just drive around then? You can point out different things?”
I nodded and Mason put the car into reverse and pulled out of the driveway. “Well which way first?”
“Let's go right and we can drive through downtown. There's at least things to see there.”
Mason put his foot on the gas and my body was pushed against the plush leather seat. We drove in silence for a couple minutes except when I told him to make a left.
I didn't know what to say. Sweat began to collect under my armpits. I knew that anything coming out of my mouth would be all jumbled anyways.
“What are you studying at college?” Mason asked.
I was so glad he opened his mouth first. “I didn't really know what major to pick so I settled on history.”
“Don't know what you want to do after college yet?” Mason looked over at me and I couldn't keep eye contact with him.
“I'm not sure yet. I figured that I was good at history and it was the best way to get out of school in four years.” I pointed to a street corner. “Make a right here.”
Mason turned the wheel hand over hand. “You know I still don't know what I want to do.”
I scoffed. “What are you talking about? Didn't you just get a good job with your business degree.”
“I wouldn't call serving coffee to executives a good job.”
I started to giggle and tried to stifle it with my hand. I couldn't imagine seeing Mason having to order coffee for a bunch of men in suits.
“What's so funny?” he asked. His face was stern but a smile began to crack.
“It's just with the way you dress and your nice car. I thought you had everything figured out.”
Mason joined in with the laughter. “I worked so hard in school and ended up a coffee boy. Take it from me, I don't think anyone has life figured out.”
Tears formed in my eyes from laughing so hard. “I guess you're right.”
We arrived at downtown with rows of shops and restaurants. Christmas lights hung across the street and connected at the opposite lamppost. Store windows had that white spray stuff to make it look like snow.
“There's a coffee place that I used to go to all the time. That is if you aren't sick of coffee.” I was feeling more comfortable around Mason. Comedy really opened the door between us.
“One thing this new job gave me was an addiction to caffeine.”
“Perfect,” I replied.
Mason parked the Mustang in one of the slanted spaces in front of Joe's Java. The name wasn't inspiring but it didn't need to be since this was the only coffee place in town. Starbucks and the rest of the big corporations hadn't invaded yet.
We walked inside the rustic-looking shop. It had changed a lot since the last time I'd been. A vinyl record player played Christmas music by a singer I didn't recognize.
Mason led the way to the counter. “Coffee's on me. What do you want?”
I wasn't expecting that. I opened my mouth to argue and decided it was better not to. “I'll have a green tea latte with almond milk.”
Mason relayed the order to the cashier and paid for us. I found us a seat in the back at a table for two. Most of the people in there were glued to their laptop screens with headphones on. It was a nice atmosphere for a date.
Even though this wasn't a date.
Mason arrived with two drinks and sat across from me. “What did you get? I asked.
“Just their house brew.”
“I don't think I've ever tried it before. I'm more of a tea person than coffee.”
“Try some.” Mason took off the cap and blew on it before passing it to me.
“Then you have to try some of mine.” I handed my tea to Mason.
I took a sip and wanted to immediately spit it out. A little bit of dribble came out of the side of my mouth before I was able to swallow it. “Did you put any cream or sugar in this?”
“What's the point of all that stuff? Takes away from the taste of the coffee.” Mason took a drink of mine and squished his face. “Why is it so sweet?”
“That's the point.” I laughed.
Today was going to be pretty fun. I just knew it.
Chapter Seven
We drove around for hours and I pointed out the various landmarks around town. We talked about our school experiences and childhoods.
Turned out that we had a lot in common. Both of our parents divorced when we were young so we knew the pain each other had been through.
We stopped in an empty parking lot of an abandoned mall. A large sign that said: Available hung down from the roof. “I used to come here all the time,” I said. I sipped my hot tea and set it in the cup holder.
“What happened?” Mason asked.
“There never was enough business in there. Most of the spaces were vacant so it was hard for any of them to survive.”
I could feel Mason's eyes on me. I wanted to look over at him but I was terrified. I'd been so relaxed around him all day but now it felt different.
I willed myself to turn my head. Our eyes locked and he looked straight into my soul. “You know you have beautiful eyes?” he said.
I could feel my cheek turning red. My brown eyes couldn't possibly be beautiful but I still liked that he said it. I wanted him to say more.
Mason leaned in closer. I couldn't believe this was happening. All those nights of staring at his picture and dreaming about him. Now he was right in front of me with those nice lips of his.
I couldn't resist any longer. I closed my eyes and shoved my mouth onto his. Mason's hand came around the back of my head and pressed me deeper into the kiss. My body swooned with excitement. It felt like every inch of my skin was on fire.
His tongue sneaked passed my lips and searched around. I moaned against his touch. Mason's free hand grabbed my breast over my sun dress, squeezing it until it almost spilled out.
I wanted to live in this moment forever. When everything was new and nothing could go wrong.
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Mason broke away, a deep breath entering his lungs. We stared at each other in awe. What we did was forbidden but neither one of us wanted to say it out loud.
I went to say something but Mason turned to face the steering wheel and started the car. “We should be getting back before dinner. Don't want our parents to get mad.”
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