Sexual Awakenings Ch. 02

Chapter One - The invitation
It was the last day in April that year. I was in my senior year of high school and had the credits and grades to graduate with honors already. I had little on my mind that Saturday morning unless it involved wasting the day away or girls. One particular girl in fact. I'd had a crush on her for awhile and a recent stint in weekend detention informed me it was an requited crush. I was reliving that afternoon in my mind that morning when the house phone rang. I slowed my hand movement to listen. My dad hollered that it was for me so I picked up my rooms extension.
"Hello?" I greeted the caller.
"Hey Brandon it's Emily. How you doing?" Her soft voice came through the handset.
"Morning Em, I was just thinking about you." I said as I patted my throbbing member.
"Mmm happy thoughts I hope." Said the eighteen year-old blond.
"You could say that. What's up?"
"Well I've got something going on at my house today and I could really use a distraction. Then I thought that you've proven to be a good one in the past and decided to see if you wanted to hang out."
"You're going to have to be more specific Em."
"Huh? Oh yeah, it's our big annual family reunion today. So I've got all my aunts, uncles, grandparents, and baby cousins. No one my age. Even my sister, who's home for the weekend, somehow got out of my mother's grasp and is gone for the day."
"You couldn't get away with Tina?" I wondered aloud.
Tina was Emily's older sister. Unlike Emily she was a brunette and also a bit taller than both Emily and myself. She was a junior at college and a pretty young woman from what I remembered of her.
"Nope. I'm stuck here." She sounded grumpy. "But I convinced my mom to let me have someone over. Someone who could 'turn my frown upside down' as she said. And you've recently proven to be able to make me smile." I could her the smile on her voice.
"And moan." I quipped.
Emily cleared her throat, "We don't talk about that Brandon. So are you able to come over today? It seems a bit cool out but my mom insisted on opening up our pool and hot tub for today so you can bring your bathing suit and I can umm," she hesitated, "wear my new bikini." She whispered.
I was sold. I had been ever since she asked, to be honest.
"Yeah sure Em. Around lunch time then?" I asked her.
"Yeah one o'clock should be fine. Thanks, see you then!" And she promptly hung up the phone.
I smiled to myself. A whole afternoon and, hopefully, a long evening with just Emily. Since our Saturday detention we hadn't been able to talk about what had occurred. We saw each other in passing or in class but we both had after school jobs and over the last few weeks our schedules conflicted with the other.
We had been friends for a few years now and she obviously both trusted and was attracted to me since she let me take her virginity. But now I wanted that side of our relationship to go further. The invite today gave me hope that she wanted the same thing.
Emily was a good fit for me. Not only was she cute as hell but she stood just an inch or two shy of my height. Her shoulder length blond hair went well with her emerald eyes. The fact that she was a cheerleader certainly helped keep her legs long and toned. And then there was...
I realized I was stroking myself as I thought of her body. Specifically, undressing her body. I managed to restrain myself in light of the day's potential. I pulled on a pair of black and blue Lycra briefs followed by knee length cargo shorts. A simple short sleeved shirt completed the look and I pulled my swim trunks from my closet. Then I waited, and waited some more.
Finally it was just about one in the afternoon and I practically ran out of the house. I jumped into my truck and peeled out as I left the development. Emily lived about fifteen minutes away, just out of the suburb, so I knew I'd be a little late but I didn't want to seem too eager either.
Chapter Two - Taking advantage
When I arrived at her place I saw that she wasn't kidding about the party. Young kids, ten years old at the most, were running around the front yard and jumping in the pool. Old folks were lounging just outside the splash zone and hanging around the pool house. I didn't see anyone that was close to my eighteen years of age, not even Emily. The driveway was packed full of cars so I parked on the opposite side of the street and made my way over to her house where I assumed she was hanging out.
I almost knocked but figured why bother and let myself in. The house was eerily silent compared to the noises of the kids outside but I heard faint sounds coming from the opposite end where the kitchen was located. I made my way over and saw Mrs. Strinn, Emily's mother, preparing more food for the party.

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