THE RELUCTANT DATE [edited]

Nobody in this story below the age of fourteen has any sex.

THE RELUCTANT DATE:

After my Senior High School football game dating hijinks with the Fabulous Football Four from my accelerated classes, I was left somewhat alone and disappointed from after the end of the football season and into the winter. The girls, all in my accelerated classes, were true ‘brains with beauty’ young women who had no intentions of dating any high school boys and only had done so as a group with me out of sympathy for my obviously unreturned attractions to them. But, after the football game dates, they were still very friendly to me during classes, but then only.

I guess that our teacher supreme, Miss Blair, noticed this and decided on her own to play a little Cupid with me, to include the delayed activity of another of her students in another class that I had never met up till this time. Her name was Nancy, and she was every bit as lovely and intelligent as the Fabulous Four that I already knew. And pined for!

So, Miss Blair arranged for Nancy and I to meet that Friday early in the morning before classes, upon our arrival at school in different buses, but that arrived at the same time. I was sitting at one of the wrought iron benches in the Student Plaza as she approached and inquired if I was James, another student of Miss Blair’s, and when I agreed that I was she sat down not too close to me to sound me out. She and I both knew what Miss Blair had hoped for, but both of us were rather under-experienced socially at the time and danced around the topic until we agreed to meet that day at lunch.

Evidently Miss Blair or one of her student unofficial spies noted this meeting and reported it back to her, to her undiluted joy and expectations.

At lunch that day, I had my usual PBNJ sandwich, grapes and root beer soda from a bottle in front of me as she joined me at the table on the opposite side. We briefly greeted each other and then proceeded to eat our respective lunches, with hers being a green salad with an unidentifiable dressing on it. She also poured some at least warm tea from a thermos, to enjoy with her meal. Did I mention that she had a bit of an oriental look to her? Very attractive, too.

After eating our lunches we started a conversation on our relative experiences with Miss Blair and the other teachers. It eventually in even the short time left to lunch gravitated to comparison of the subjects that we each had and our progress in them. We were both top students, she with an almost pure 4.0 and me at the time accelerating up the grade scales from coming from a high school with a much easier curriculum to this one with as challenging a program as any public high school in the state. I was currently at the beginning of my senior year at a cumulative 3.0, but it was rapidly accelerating up as I gradually caught up to the level of my fellow accelerated students. Nancy had evidently heard about this. It was the talk of the accelerated community in this high school. The dummy from out of town that was rapidly moving up to their ‘exalted’ status as a student. I actually suffered no ill-favored treatment from them personally throughout this process.

After our brief discussion, we made an appointment to meet again the next day for lunch and further our conversations. This went on for a couple of weeks, with us never running out of things to discuss about our classes, In fact she as an English buff and as a prior Spanish student was of much help to me, as I was to Nancy in mathematics and the sciences. She was already doing quite well in them, but I was able to help with some of the more difficult concepts in those classes and she remarked on my grateful attitude for the help to me, as she did for her help from me, too. We found that we dimly liked each other at this point.

It soon became obvious that if this wasn’t going to fizzle out stillborn, we needed to move on to dating. She was the first to suggest this, so we arranged for a burger and movie date for that Saturday night.

I drove my grandfather’s 1950 Ford sedan. Which I had recently bought from him and we went to a burger drive-in, the Burger Plus (later nicknamed the Burger Burp,) which had the most expensive burgers in town, but had a deserved reputation for excellence of taste and service. She was impressed. And then we went to a newer movie in town, a Disney film, “The Absent-minded Professor” which we both enjoyed very much. Disney at the time made really good parent approved movies.

During the movie she leaned away from me, but did allow me to hold her lifeless hand in mine for the duration. After the movie, I dropped her off at her home, and she gave me a very hurried kiss to the cheek and then without saying anything, moved right into her house and closed the door behind her. I got the message, date acceptable, but not memorable.

So, the lunch time meetings continued to both of our educational benefits, but there was no mention of another date by her and especially by me. She never mentioned her actions at her door and belatedly thanked me for the date in a very lame voice. I had written this off by then as nothing but a lunch time school work comparison and helping exercise.

Finally after several more weeks, to soon be in the early spring, she suggested that I might want to come to her house early on Saturday to play some games and such. I had nothing else to do and so agreed, with the expectation of a very boring time. It didn’t turn out that way. Her younger sister, about fourteen and a visiting cousin about thirteen joined us for a rousing game of Hearts. This, if you don’t already know, is the meanest card game ever devised. It requires a person to avoid negative points, one for each heart taken and thirteen for a queen of spades. Girls regularly turn very nasty to any boy who dares to play it with them. Ganging up on him to dump the dreaded Queen of Spades repeatedly until he cries ‘Uncle’ and abandons the field of battle, the card table.

However, perhaps the girls had been warned by their mother and aunt respectively about the terminal effect that this kind of treatment would have on any friendship with a boy and so the three of them played nice and spread the queen around the table among themselves as well on me. The game ended with me in second place and all of us within twenty points of each other at the end. Nancy was her usual calm and cool self, the cousin was a firebrand, and Abigail, Nancy’s sister seemed awfully quiet to me. But, I didn’t think too deeply on that at the time.

We then moved to the living room and I in her father’s chair and with them lined up on the couch watched some kind of brainless movie on the T.V. that just avoided putting us all asleep. Probably helpful in that cause was the triple batch of buttered popcorn that was made and the bottles of soda pop from now defunct bottling companies, that at least one was root beer for me. I thought, she is observant about me after all, just not responsive usually.

When the movie was over I decided to excuse myself from their company, since I had no desire to continue to sit across the room from the girl that I had come to be with, and watch her in animated conversation with two other girls, to my neglect. I mentioned that I had to go home and mow the lawn, which wasn’t actually scheduled for that day, but which I did do anyway.

When dinner came, my mother asked me, “How is the great romance going?” Everyone in the family turned to see my response to this question to quench their insipient curiosities. With no ready answer, they soon turned back to the excellent meal and Mom sort of nodded her sympathy over the rest of their unawareness.

Things proceeded at school as before and we were getting even better grades than before from the mutual help that we were getting and giving. There were no more mentions of dates or home visits after that, but on a Friday, just as Spring was busting out all over, she brought out the idea of us going to the public park in town, to walk and talk, have a picnic lunch that she would provide and maybe get in some tennis if the courts could be captured for a while and if I would be interested.

This sounded pretty okay to me, even though I knew that she was a state ranked high school tennis player and I could only regularly get the ball over the net on my pretty firm forehand. When I mentioned this, she was okay with it and possibly impressed at my modesty in this matter in comparison to many of the guys never admitting any weaknesses at all. And so we had the date and had a lot of fun on it, too. She even held my hand firmly as we strolled around the perimeter walkway, but no affectionate ‘funny business’ was allowed me. After the walk, lunch and tennis we broke up to go to our respective homes which were a short walk away for reach of us in opposite ways.

On the way home I couldn’t help but feel that I should have felt good about the admittedly fun date. But, I felt that there was something definitely missing in it and I settled on that there was no interpersonal warmth between us at all. Just politeness. Adequate for that time of our life, but not especially inspiring for any future relationship advancement.

A couple of weeks later, another such date was suggested and I acquiesced to sharing a time with her that would at least be marginally enjoyable. But, as I waited for Nancy on the park bench, Abigail her sister showed up instead. She offered with lowered eyes Nancy’s apology for not showing up. I got the unspoken message. Nancy had found something else more interesting to her to do. Then Abigail asked if she could stand in for the date, since she had in hand the blanket and lunch bag for the lunch that had been prepared for this date with Nancy. I figured, ‘I am here and so why not.’ So, I nodded and we went to the family picnic area and settled in to partake of the lunch while gabbing about general things. Turned out that this was a lot more fun than any of the conversations that I had ever had with Nancy.

And when we had finished the lunch, we set the empty bottles on the folded over blanket and set out in the walk around the perimeter walkway. We finished the first lap, still obviously interested in each other and so decided to take another spin. When we got up to the abandoned maintenance shed again, she took my hand and guided me around some thorn bushes to the back out of sight of anyone and then backed me up to the rear to begin some really serious kissing and making out.

I was stunned by this, but soon caught up to her enthusiasm, with my hands up to her breasts, the farthest that I had ever been with a girl up to this time. As she was busy kissing me, she moved one of my hands up to under her blouse to engage with her titties there. This was all new to me, and I was glad to feel that she had no bra on and that her titties were slightly sagging which allowed me to gather one up in to my one hand and cup it suspended into my hot hand. As our kissing continued, she moved my other hand to cup her ass cheek under her very short skirt, but over her panties. I thought that I had died and gone to heaven having this very cute young girl acting up so determinately with me.

Then as I accidently felt some moisture on her panties, she backed up and throwing her light jacket on the ground in front of me, kneeled down on it and opened my pants to take my member into first her moistened hand and soon after right into her cute little mouth. You could have knocked me over with a feather I was so stunned at all of this, much of which I had never learned about. Since, I was so new at this, I soon emptied right into her mouth and through my further shock at this she backed her head up and completely swallowed what I had emptied into her mouth!

Quickly after this she rose up, leaving the jacket on the ground and moved me aside to rest her arms and head on the chest level cool pipes across the back of the shed. She then spread her legs and asked me to raise her skirt and lower her panties for further instructions. Probably didn’t want to let too much out, lest it scare me off.

Then with her legs spread and her panties off, she arched her back down to present her pussy and ass to me and ordered me to give to her, what I had received. So, I obediently, as most men do under such occasions, moved my mouth up to her pussy first and licked and suckled on the sensitive tissues there. When I found the secret hole there, I probed my tongue up to inside of her and felt her body’s response, heard her oral exhortations and also tasted her girlish cum as it descended to my tongue and mouth. Then to not be remiss in my attention to her as she had to me, I gave similar treatment to her asshole, with my tongue also penetrating it. With that I felt her body jump and shake with her obviously getting a climax, too.

After that, we both came back to our senses, and hugged together with her telling me how much she had enjoyed our intimate time together and promising to do it again as soon as possible. I totally agreed to that. And walked away in the satisfaction and confidence of learning things that I should have already known, and having learned them from a now only fifteen year old girl.

On Monday, at lunch Nancy and I had our regular study and lunch meeting, she betrayed no knowledge at all of my date with Abigail. We continued on with these meetings right up to the end of the school year, but never had another social date or play date at the park.

Two weeks later I got a message from Abigail through one of her cousins, that she would like to repeat our previous encounter. The boy that passed it on obviously had no idea of what this meant, but was just dong a favor for a favorite cousin.

When we met, things proceeded pretty much as before only she was much more affectionate with me. Then on the second round of walking the perimeter, she again led me to the back of the shed, and after a preliminary very similar to the first one, and just as enjoyable too, she instead of remaining bent over, turned around and splayed out her legs and motioned me for me to join in to her.

I was nervous about this, because even in my ignorance of a lot of things about sex, I had had the Health course involving sexual impregnation and pregnancy and knew that if this was the wrong time of the month that I could be becoming a father way before my time. But, she was insistent, so I thought that she must know what she is doing, and so cooperated with her purpose, that is to fuck her. Right up into her very hot and ripe vagina. And I did so, with her quickly climaxing and me soon afterwards, with my cum filling up her insides.

When I backed up I could see her bare pussy with my cum leaking out of her and running down her legs. She barely seemed to notice, but used a linen handkerchief that she had ready and wiped herself off. Then she bellied up to me still nude from the waist down and gave me a very vigorous kissing and hugging. When we were ready to leave this area, we moved through the woods and came out ahead on the walking path and then we moved to the picnic blanket and with a very brief kiss, she gathered things up and left to go home.

We never dated again, she was always friendly when I saw her, but never indicated that she wanted to be with me again. Evidently learned and experienced all that she wanted from me. I graduated just a month later and moved on to the rest of my life, The U.S.A.F. and Charlotte and Ramona and beyond.

Years later after I had become a husband and father, I would see her once in a while at the grocery store or shopping around in the town. One day, as I was in line in the check stands, she came up behind me with a cart full and a little evidently four year old girl. Just as cute as a button, like her mother had been. And after gazing at me for a few minutes, she offered, “Hello, James. Do you remember our park dates?”

“Yes, Abigail! They were memorable, weren’t they?”

“Yes, they were, and special, too.”

“For sure, that too.”

“Do you know why I gave them to you?”

“No, I don’t think that that question ever occurred to me. I did miss them very much afterwards, though.”

“Well, I came at the invitation of Nancy, because she had fallen in love with another guy and felt very guilty about it even though there was never a real obligation between you two. And when I was with you, I very quickly got caught up in the excitement of having an older boy show an interest in me, and desired to try out some of my newest discoveries on you. Worked out well, didn’t it?”

“Abigail, it was monumental to me. You introduced me to things that I had no idea of before.”

“Really, I couldn’t tell that.”

“Oh, yes, I guess I was a very good student in your hands.”

“Wish I had known that then, because I really liked you.”

“Well, I thought that you would then drop me after getting what all boys want, and didn’t want to experience that, so I acted first and felt some guilt over it too.”

“Our youths, a wonder that we survive them!”

“Sure enough and I knew that you were going into the service very soon and didn’t want to suffer a loss of you right as we were getting to know each other.”

“Makes perfect sense to me. Several other girls that I knew came to the same decision.”

“You know James, that in my heart there is still a burning for you, and in you undoubtedly one for me, so if we are ever both available at the same time in the future, not that I expect that, since I have a very fine husband, but if… look me up then won’t, you?”

And with that thought, we left off the conversation and as I paid for my purchases smiled and nodded to her. We both knowing that it wouldn’t happen, but the idea being a much finer separation point than what we had suffered from so many years before.

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