Ren
“Come to the dance with me,” I say against Lily’s neck as I rub against her. She stiffens against me.
“What?”
I lean back and look in her bright blue eyes that almost look panicked.
“I asked you to come to the winter formal with me. Please, babe.”
I move against her again and she moans, closing her eyes and letting her head fall back. We’re in the back storage room of the hardware store after hours. My dad left and we told him we’d close up. I didn’t plan on this happening, but Lily jumped on me the second we locked up. I carried her back here and pressed her up against the closed door before we started making out. She’s got her legs around me and I’m rubbing her how she likes it. She’s close to cumming, so I’m using the distraction to get what I want.
We’ve been inseparable for the past two weeks, and every time we are alone she asks me to get her off. It’s the fucking highlight of my day watching her cum, and I plan on doing it every free second I have. She’s been pushing for more, but I’ve tried to take it slow. We’ve still only dry humped, but I have a feeling that won’t last much longer. She’s playing closer to the edge every time we are alone, and I don’t know how much longer I can make her wait.
“It’s a dance, babe. My last chance in high school to show you off. Soon I’ll be doing it in college. Give me this one thing. Please.”
Her legs around me tighten and her hands go to my hair. “Only if you give me what I want,” she says, looking down my body and then back at my eyes.
I give her a half smile and shake my head. “If I didn’t know better I’d say you were using me for my body.”
She moves against me, and this time I’m the one who moans. She loves making me cum in my pants, and I do it an embarrassing amount with her.
“Please, Ren. I’m ready. You’re ready. I want all of you.”
I close my eyes and rest my forehead against hers. Then I pull back and nod. “All right. You go to the dance with me and I’ll give you what you want.”
She beams and moves against me again, closing her eyes trying to catch her orgasm. I grab her ass and move us over to the couch, laying her down on it. This time while I rub our bodies together, I put my hand up her shirt and go to her bra. I notice a bruise on her stomach and think to ask her about it later. She had one on her arm earlier in the week and she told me she fell down the stairs. I wonder if this is from that, too, but it looks newer.
Her eyes grow wide with excitement as my fingers trace her bra. We haven’t done this before, so it’s new ground for both of us. God, I want all of her naked under me so bad, but this will have to do while we wait. I push my fingers under her bra, feeling the flesh of her breast and then her hard nipple. I give the tiny peak a pinch, and she arches her back to get closer. Her moans are louder, and I can feel her body trembling with need under me. I move my other hand between our bodies and rub her crotch. Her jeans are burning hot, and I bet if I pulled them down her panties would be a sopping mess. She grabs for my jeans and rubs the ridge of my cock, up and down. She’s trying to milk my cum out through the material, and she’s almost there.
Not being able to stand it anymore, I push her shirt up, pull down her bra, and latch my mouth on to her nipple before I can stop myself. I take as much of her breast into my mouth as I can, feeling her soft flesh against my tongue. I suck on her, and she cries out, cumming under me. Her grip tightens on my cock, and I do exactly what she wants. I cum inside my boxers, making a mess of myself, wishing so bad the release was inside her warm pussy.
I lay my cheek against her exposed breast as I try to catch my breath, and then suddenly Lily surprises me by sticking her hand down the waistband of my jeans and swiping a finger through my cum. I watch in shock as she brings the finger to her mouth and licks it clean. My cock throbs at the sight, releasing a little more at what she just did.
“Fuck,” I growl.
“I thought that maybe since you tasted me, I could taste you.”
“That’s not the same thing.” I look down her body at her exposed nipple, thinking how pretty and pink it is. “The same would be me tasting your pussy.”
Her cheeks deepen to the color of her nipple, and I want to suck it in my mouth all over again. “That seems fair. Maybe you should.”
I start to answer her, but I hear the front door chime go off. “Shit!” I exclaim, putting her bra and shirt back right before pulling her from the back room and to the front of the store. When we get there I see my dad going towards his office. I grab Lily’s hand and we sneak out the side door. My Jeep is parked around back, so he may not know we’re still here.
We run out, and I help her in before jumping in the driver's seat and taking off. I look over at Lily and she’s got her hands over her mouth, trying to muffle a giggle.
“That was all your fault,” I say, reaching over and grabbing her hand. “Let’s get you some dinner and then I’ll take you home.”
We laugh the whole way to the diner, and then sit on the same side of the booth holding hands and talking before our night is over. I always hate the end of the day when I have to say goodbye to her. She’s my everything, and letting her go, even if it’s only to her house, breaks my heart a little more every time.
18
Lily
“That one is perfect, Lily.”
I look down at the light blue gown feeling a like a princess. The top part has a sweetheart neckline that’s fitted and edged with rhinestones. The bottom flares out, creating the illusion of an hourglass figure, and I feel like Cinderella in it. I even kind of look like her with my blonde hair and blue eyes.
“I love it.” Ren’s mom, Janet, is smiling so big I can’t help but return one. Her excitement is contagious.
We have been dress shopping all morning, and I’m not sure who is enjoying it more, her or me. I turn and look in the mirror, biting my lip and wondering what Ren will think of it.
“I’m telling you, it’s perfect.” She does a little hand clap, her excitement bubbling over. “I have some shoes that will go with that dress. You’re a size seven, right?”
“Yes, but I’m not sure if I can walk in heels. I’ve never tried.”
She bats her hand in the air, likes it’s no big deal. “They aren’t too tall, plus that’s why you have a man to hold on to at these things. You don’t have to worry about your feet.”
That’s true. Now that I think about it, I’m not sure Ren would be okay with me wearing heels. He treats me like I’m made of glass. He won’t even let me carry my own freaking backpack. The thought makes me smile. Everything about him makes me smile. In fact, I can’t recall the last time I was this happy. It feels unreal.
“Hair up or down?” Janet asks as she plays with it.
“Down.” That’s how Ren likes it. I know because he can’t keep his hands out of it when we kiss. His hands are always full of my hair. But I don’t tell his mom that.
“We’ll take it,” she tells the salesperson before unclasping the hook in the back so I can slip out of it in the changing room. I glance down at the price tag, happy the dress isn’t too expensive and that I’ve been getting paid in cash for working at the hardware store. This isn’t something I’d normally spend money on, but I could tell how much Ren wanted to go. Now I’m starting to think he wanted me to go because he likes the idea of me spending time with his mom like this.
She seems the most excited about it, and I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t having a good time with her. It was bittersweet spending the day and getting ready with her. But it’s been fun getting excited about something like this, something I would have done with my own mother.
When I come back out of the room, the sales lady takes the dress from me and puts it into a bag. I pull out my wallet, but Janet stops me.
/> “Already got it,” she says, the happy smile still on her face. Her cheeks have to be hurting by now, because I think mine are, too.
“Oh. You didn’t have to do that. I have—”
“Wasn’t me. It was Ren. Trust me, I tried to get him to let me buy it, but he said he’d be paying for his girl’s dress.”
That makes me blush. He always talks like that, even in front of his mom and dad. I still get embarrassed about it. He even kisses me right in front of them like it’s no big deal. I guess it would be awkward if his parents didn’t approve, but Ren’s mom gets so excited seeing us together.
I thought boyfriends’ mothers were supposed to be the worst. She’s nothing like that at all. In fact, she’s almost more motherly to me than to him at times. Yesterday she brought dinner to the hardware store and forgot to get the boys something. They stood there dumbfounded and she sent them out to get something while she and I ate. I think she does it on purpose to get alone time with me.
“Thank you,” I tell the sales lady, taking the bag from her.
“All right, let’s get some mall junk food for lunch and go home and get ready.” We leave the store and head for the food court. She orders one of everything. I can see where Ren gets his eating habits.
“I hope you had a good time today. I know I did. I always wanted a daughter.” She reaches out, placing her hand on mine. “I know you lost your mom, and I would never want to take her place, but I wouldn’t mind if you let me try to fill some of the empty spaces.”
My eyes begin to water. “You have no idea how nice it’s been being around you guys. I think I’d forgotten what a family was supposed to be like.”
“Well, if Ren has his way you’ll never be leaving us. He’s just like his father. Finds what he wants and never lets go.”
“I don’t want to go anywhere.”
“Good. You’d break my little boy’s heart, and I don’t know that I could let you go either. He’s opened up more since you walked into his life. It’s almost like he’s been waiting for you all this time.”