~~Summer Fun~~ It all started when Summer's girlfriend, Sally, invited her to spend the night at her house. She had been inviting Summer for some time, asking her over, wanting her to visit her house, but Summer had always found a way out of it---until she saw Sally's father. Summer was out after class at the local college, talking with a group of friends when he arrived to pick up Sally. The car caught her eye first--a cherry-red 65' mustang, restored beautifully, with the top down. Then she noticed the driver. He looked to be in his late Twenties or early thirties, with good, strong features. His hair was blowing in the breeze, and his blue eyes twinkled as Sally ran to jump in the mustang. He was not what you would call super good looking--although he did look attractive, but there was just something strong and sexy about him that Summer liked. As Sally jumped into the mustang, he laughed, leaned over, quickly kissed her cheek, and slipping the car in gear, sped off. Summer's eyes followed the car and its passengers as it sped away, the two of them laughing and talking. So, that's her father, Summer thought to herself.....hmm, maybe I should go over to her place after all. She thought about the quick kiss he gave Sally, wishing it had been her....on the mouth, slow and lingering. She had this desire to be kissed, touched, and maybe even loved by an older man. Although she was only 19, her body was ripe and full, with auburn hair and a vivacious personality. She knew that men's eyes followed her,and she loved the feeling she got when an older man watched her body. Now, she felt herself responding to the thought of Sally's father, feeling a familiar warmth and wetness start to spread down deep inside. She knew that tonight she would be unable to sleep until she climaxed thinking of him. Later that afternoon, she called Sally. Making small talk, she gradually brought the subject around to spending the night at Sally's place. Lying across her bed in her shorts and tee shirt, Summer felt the urge to touch herself, to feel her desire. She knew that Sally liked her alot, and really wanted her to come over, so it was easy to get an invitation. As she invited Summer, and discussed which night would be best, Summer's hand slipped inside her shorts....to hold her warm pussy through the thin cotton material of her white panties. Then she slipped her hand inside her panties, and as Sally rattled on about nothing in particular, she brought herself off to a shuddering orgasm, thinking of being naked in the same house as Sally's father. It was hard to keep her breathing quiet, to hide from Sally the fact that she was going crazy on this end of the phone, but somehow she managed. Finally, Sally ran out of things to say, and thankfully, Summer told her bye. Sally reminded her that the date was set for that Saturday night. Summer said that she would check with her parents, but that it shouldn't be a problem. Hanging up the phone, she lay back with her eyes closed and daydreamed about Saturday night. What would she wear? How would she act in front of him? I hope he notices me, I hope he touches me, she thought, smiling to herself. The rest of the week crept by for Summer. It seemed as though Saturday would never arrive, but finally it did---a bright sunny day, not a cloud in the sky. The phone rang about ten o'clock, it was Sally, wondering if she would like to come over early and swim. Summer's heart leaped at the thought. I'll wear my really tiny bikini, she thought with a smile. Sally said she'd be by about 2 in the afternoon. Summer packed her things carefully, being sure to take her best bra and panty set, and a sexy satin night shirt that matched. Folding her little bikini swimsuit, she added it to the overnight bag. If Daddy knew I was wearing that swimsuit in front of strangers he'd freak out, she thought--it was so small that it barely covered her breasts and her bottom but Summer loved the way it felt and the looks she got when she wore it. She dressed in a short sundress that came to about mid-thigh, the thin cotton hugging her body. She thought of not wearing of not wearing a bra today, but decided that she should---she didnt want to appear too easy. She looked at herself in the mirror, smoothing the front of her dress with her hands, her breasts standing out, full and ripe. Oh, I'm so hot already, she thought to herself. She blew herself a kiss in the mirror, picked up her bag, and hurried out of the room. The red mustang pulled up in the driveway, and Summer was suprised to see that Sally's father was driving. Summer kissed her folks bye, promising to be good, and ran out to the car. Sally climbed in the back, making room for Summer to sit beside her father. Summer nervously stepped into the car. "Summer, this is my Dad--Dad, this is Summer", Sally introduced them, and Summer looked into his eyes. "You can call me Mike", he said, smiling, taking her hand in his. "Ok", she replied quietly, "Nice to meet you" His handshake was firm and dry, as his hand engulfed hers. She felt a little thrill as his eyes ran up and down her body just for an instant. Then released her hand, and backed out of the drive. As they drove along, the three of them chatted about this and that, laughing at Mike's slightly corny jokes. Summer noticed that her sundress was riding up her thighs, and she shifted in her seat slightly to let it hike up further. She was rewarded with a long glance at her legs by Mike. She liked his eyes on her. I want him to see me naked, she thought....I want him to touch me, to make love to me. Her dress hem was up high on her thighs now, and the white material of her satin panties was just peeking out from under the hem. Sally could not see it from the back seat, but Mike certainly could, and Summer watched fascinated as the bulge in his pants began to grow larger and he kept sneaking glances at her. If only Sally weren't here, she thought, I'd take his hand and put it on my pussy, I'd kiss him, I'd open his pants, I'd.......She felt her pussy getting very wet, and she wondered if a wet spot was showing on her panties----she hoped so. Mike's eyes were on her, taking in her legs, her beautiful face, her white panties. He wondered just exactly what she was up to. One thing he knew for sure was that she was red-hot. I bet she drives the boys nuts he thought. As she shifted in her seat again, to face him a little more and to talk to Sally in the back seat, Mike got a full view of her panties. Her left leg was up on the seat as she turned on look back at Sally. This caused her thighs to open and for the shiny satin of her panties to come into full view. He looked in her eyes, and saw desire there, and he realized that she was giving him this show on purpose. Looking down again, he thought he saw a wet spot forming on the front of her panties, where they were pressed against the lips of her pussy. If Sally were not here, he thought, I would reach out and touch her...I'd slip my hand under her panties and feel her wetness. He was suprised at his desire for her. He had never really thought about making love to a younger woman before, but suddenly he knew that he would like to, with this girl he'd love to. He was looking forward to having her at the house. I want to watch her swim, he thought, I want to watch her move.....maybe I'll get a chance to see her naked body, to touch her. As Summer felt Mike's roam over her body, drinking her in, she thought to herself that this was going to be a fun sleepover. Part II As the mustang turned into the driveway at Sally's house, Summer was quietly impressed. Sally's house was quite large, two-story, with a neat front yard and a very large back yard. A large picture window in the living room looked out over the spacious back yard and the pool. The girls went inside while Mike parked the mustang in the garage. Sally quickly showed Summer through the house--the living room with its entertainment center along one wall, the white and gray kitchen, then upstairs. The second floor had two regular sized rooms at one end of the hall, one of which was Sally's, and a spacious bedroom suite at the other end of the hall which was her parents room. Sally showed Summer the suite. A king-size bed with a blue comforter was in one corner of the large room, with a shower, toilet, and garden-tub in the opposite corner. The room was completely open and had a very spacious feeling that was enhanced by the the skylight in the center of the room. Summer liked the openess, even though the exposed toilet and tub looked a bit strange. Strange, but sexy somehow. A thought occurred to Summer. "Where's your Mom?" she asked, "I havent seen her" "Oh, she's out of town, she travels alot," Sally replied with a shrug. "Dad and I are alone alot" Summer smiled inwardly, so.... he's sleeping alone tonight... Sally's room was that of a typical teenage girl, with magazines and cd's scattered here and there, a stereo that had been left on a local rap station, and posters of movie hunks on the walls. Summer looked at the messy room and shrugged inwardly, oh well, I'd rather stay in the suite, but you can't have everything, she thought with a wry smile. The girls quickly changed into their swimsuits, grabbed beach towels out of the bathroom and headed downstairs. Summer felt very self-conscious wearing her small bikini. She knew that she would have to be careful--the bottom of the bikini barely covered her pubic hair, and in the back it was a thong. Her folks did not even know that she owned such a flirty outfit. Now, she would be wearing it in front of Mike. The very thought made her wet. Walking outside, they laid out in the sun for a few moments, on the deck beside the pool. Lying on her back, Summer looked up to see Mike looking at her from the living room window. Sally's eyes were closed, so Summer decided to give him a show. She stretched and sat up, pretending to adjust her top, shifting her breasts inside the bikini, then she played with the bikini bottom, pulling it tight against her mound until the outline of the lips of her vagina were plainly visible. She could feel his eyes on her, and she knew he was watching her every move. She stood up and said to Sally, "I need to visit the bathroom, be right back" "mmm, hhmmm" Sally replied drowsily, drifting off to sleep in the hot sun. Sally left her towel on the deck and walked into the house. Mike was in the living room, sitting in a big leather recliner, flipping through the channels on the TV. She padded barefooted across the thick carpet to where he was seated. He looked up at her, their gaze locking together for a long moment. It was obvious he was wondering what was going on. Summer said the first thing that popped into her head. "Mike, do you think my bikini is too small?" she asked in a little girl voice "My Dad does, he says its too tight right here", she said, placing her hand on her pussy. "What do you think?" "And what about in the back?" she asked, turning around, "My Daddy says I'm too young to wear a thong, what do you think?" She looked back over her shoulder innocently. His eyes were on her body...savoring every part of her, her legs, her waist, her lightly tanned ass. She had an almost uncontrollable urge to bend over and push her ass back against his face. Her back arched involuntarily as she willed him to touch her, to kiss her, to have her. She was so wet that she could feel moisture seeping out of her vagina, soaking the thin material of her bikini bottom. Mike could not remember ever being this aroused by the display of a woman's body. She was very close to him--less than a foot away, so close that he caught the distinct, musky aroma of her arousal. She must be very wet, he thought. The smell of her was driving him crazy. He wanted to taste this woman, to bury his face in her. That's strange, he thought---I'm thinking of her as a woman, and not as a young girl barely 19....I'd better watch myself. He reached out, and grabbed her roughly by the arm, turning her around. "Just what do you think you're doing?" He asked in a sharp, angry tone, "What do you want?, why are you acting this way?" She looked down at him, his grip holding her arm tightly, "I'm sorry, I just wanted you to see my swimsuit" "No, what you were doing was much more than that." He stated flatly, looking her right in the eye. "Don't play games with me, young lady", "Now, I'm going to ask you again, what do you want?" "I want you to love me.....to make love to me" "I don't think you know what you are asking" He said with shock registering in his vioce. "All I know is that I want to give myself to you...I want you to take me", she replied. "Don't you think I'm pretty?" she asked. "Wouldnt't you like to touch me?" "Summer, you are playing with fire...I don't think you realize what you are getting into", He said sternly, but he could feel his resistance melting away, oh--she was so beautiful! He reached out to her, letting the tips of his fingers trace a line along her thigh, up to her hip, and across her flat belly. She shivered at his touch, and he heard her sigh voluptously. He watched as she melted to his touch, moving her body closer to him...her legs moving slightly further apart...a total submission to his touch..wanting him. He reached up to her face, cupping her cheek in his hand and drawing her down to his lips. They kissed for a long moment, their mouths open, their tongues exploring and tasting. Her mouth tasted like cinnamon, spicy and tart. Summer felt that she could kiss him forever. The taste of his mouth, the feel of his tongue and lips on hers was driving her insane. She wanted to throw her arms around him, to climb into his lap as he sat there in that recliner, to feel his body against her, hard and strong. Somehow, she held herself back, knowing intuitively that he was having to make some decisions, to settle things in his mind, before they went too far. So instead, she ran her fingers through his hairs, and kissed him like she had never kissed anyone before, pouring all of her desire into him with her kisses. Finally, after a long moment, Mike gently pulled his mouth away from hers. I must be losing my mind--what in the hell am I doing?, he thought to himself. He could feel himself falling for her, tumbling into her innocence and desire. "Summer, are you a virgin?" "Yes" "And you want me to make love to you, to take away your virginity?" "Yes, Mike......please" Her eyes looked into his with complete honesty. Her honesty and innocence were an intoxicating mixture. "Summer, I will have to think about this....you are asking me to risk alot, and this is a very big step for you also.....I just dont know" Somehow, he knew what his answer would be, but there were some things that he had to sort out in his mind first. It was not something that he could just jump into....he needed time to think. "Okay..." The look on her face told him she was disappointed and a bit upset with him. She turned around and walked slowly out of the room, back to the pool deck where Sally lay asleep in the sun. Summer wasn't sure whether she felt angry or sad at being turned away like that. She knew what she wanted and she was pissed at him for not giving it to her. Yet, on the other hand, she knew that he was right when he said that he was risking alot. She realized that it was a big decision for him and for her. Well, she said to herself, making up her mind, I'll just do my best to win him, to persuade him, to help him decide. Her desire for him was almost uncontrollable now...now that he had touched her and kissed her she wanted him more than ever. She felt she would do almost anything to have him take her in his arms and love her. So, for the rest of the day Summer made herself available to Mike. She was careful not to let Sally see what has happening, but she found ways throughout the day to get close to him and to show him that she wanted to be his. She would brush against him, or bend over while he was watching, letting him see her ass and the way that the fabric of her bikini bottom held her pussy tightly. Mike swam with the girls for awhile in the afternoon. During the swim, Summer found several opportunities to touch him or brush against him. Once when the girls were wrestling with him in the pool trying to dunk him, Summer let her hand brush against his cock. She was suprised to find that it was very large and hard. As they struggled, she felt Mike's hand caress her breasts and then slip between her legs to cup and squezze her pussy very tightly just for an instant. Her response was immediate, her body shuddering at his touch. She was amazed at how strongly she responded to his touch. She longed for more....much more. After the swim they laid on the deck, soaking in the sun, music blasting on Sally's stereo, until the sun began to sink in the sky. Then they went inside to shower and change. Sally offered that Summer could shower in her parents room, so she would not have to wait on Sally to finish. "Go ahead" she encouraged Summer, "Dad's busy downstairs, he won't mind". So, Summer brought her overnight bag into the suite, and closed the door. She considered whether or not she should lock it. She decided not to. The shower was set in the corner of the large room. It was a large shower, big enough for two people easily. She smiled to herself--maybe Mike can join me... She slipped out of her bikini, and stepped under the steamy hot water. She noticed that the shower nozzle was attached to a flexible hose and could be hand-held. She smiled, that was how her shower was at home, and it had been a friend to her many, many times. With her back to the room, she began to lather her lightly tanned body with soap. The sun and the chorline from the pool made her skin tingle as she scrubbed vigorously. She considered the shower nozzle thoughtfully, and thought of where she was--in a grown man's bedroom, with the door unlocked. Her hand reached up to pull down the nozzle. She directed the spray against her belly, and adjusted the pressure to just the way she liked it. Then she spread her legs wide, leaned against the shower wall, and began to play the streams of water up and down the outer lips of her vagina. The water made her want to buck her hips and grind her pussy into the shower head. With her eyes closed and her head thrown back, she spread the lips of her vagina very wide with one hand and then placed the shower head very close to her inner lips, letting the spray hit her clit from time to time as she moved her hips, grindiing, and pumping. She was lost in a world of desire....in her mind's eye she imagined that it was Mike holding the shower head, driving her over the edge with the pounding sensation of water on her pussy. She felt the orgasm coming, and let it sweep over her, sweep her away...she heard herself moan...she felt herself slip over the edge....her body shook with the force of the orgasm, as she came..... After a long moment, she opened her eyes, and stood erect again in the shower. Out of the corner of her eye she saw movement. Turning her head, she saw Mike slipping out of the door to the bedroom. As the door to the bedroom closed softly behind him, she sank to the floor of the shower in shock and suprise. Oh my god, he was watching me the whole time! The thought made her feel incredibly sexy. If only I had known he was here, she thought, I would have really put on a show for him. She ached for him. It was a deep down aching and longing that only he could fill. Slipping out of the shower, she quickly dressed in her dark blue satin nightshirt with matching panties. She decided not to wear a bra. She packed her things quickly in her bag, and hurried to Sally's room. Sally was still in her shower. Only a short time had passed but it seemed like an eternity. Somehow, she felt certain that in that short time things had changed between her and Mike. There was closeness, a bond between them now. Knowing that he had watched her masturbate made her feel like she belonged to him, like he knew the inner depths of her soul. Nothing was hidden from him, she was completely exposed to his gaze, to his inspection. She loved that feeling. Later, they ate delivered pizza downstairs with Mike, while they all watched a video he had picked up. Mike gave no indication of what he had seen in the bedroom. Summer could not tell what he was thinking, but she did notice that his eyes followed her every move, and she noticed that when she looked in his eyes now, she thought saw she desire, and not indifference. Afterwards, she had no remembrance of what the movie was about, the only thing she remembered was the way he kept looking at her, his eyes roaming over her body, undressing her with his eyes. She smiled at him from time to time, shifting in her seat to be sure that he could see her shiny, blue, satin panties. She was quite sure that they showed a wet spot as evidence of her arousal. She wanted him to know that she was wet and open for him. When she and Sally brought snack trays in from the kitchen, Summer leaned over from the waist as she sat hers on the coffee table in front of Mike. She knew that her breasts were in full view as her night shirt gaped open. She felt good when she saw his eyes on her breasts. She wanted his eyes on her, she wanted him to want her. She knew that she would display herself, flaunt herself, whatever he wanted her to do, she would do. Finally, the movie was over and it was time for the girls to go upstairs to bed. Sally leaned over her Dad's chair to give him a quick good-night kiss, then went to the kitchen to put together some snacks for upstairs. Summer walked over to Mike's chair, and said mischievously, "Can I give you a good-night kiss too?" "Sure" Mike replied with a long look. Summer leaned over the arm of his chair, her body on the opposite side of the chair from the kitchen, to plant a quick wet kiss on his lips. As she leaned over, she felt Mike's hand slip up the back of her leg, up under her shirt, to caress her ass through the thin material of her panties. Her legs opened for him, and she was rewarded by his hand slipping between her thighs to rub her mound with his fingertips, through the satin material. "Summer, do you really want me to take you?" Mike asked in a low tone, as he rubbed her vulva. "Yes...please Mike....." She replied, her eyes pleading with him. "If you are really sure that this is what you want, then come to my bedroom tonight....late, after you are sure that Sally is asleep" "Ok....I'll be there, I promise" "Good...now spread your legs a bit more..." Summer stood beside his chair, with her legs open as wide as she could without drawing attention to herself, as Sally reentered the room and stood on the other side of Mike's chair, chatting with her father about her plans for the next day. Busily chatting away, Sally was oblivious to the action taking place on the other side of the chair. Mike nodded his head and muttered replies to her, while his hand was busy under Summer's shirt. She widened her stance just a bit, to give him better access to her pussy, and gasped very quietly when his hand slipped under the fabric of her panties to rub her wet, open pussy. As he held a trivial conversation with Sally, Mike rubbed him middle finger up and down between the lips of Summer's wet, hot, vagina. Summer felt as though she was going to scream, she didnt think she could keep quiet---he is driving me wild, oh, I think I'm going to come, right here in front of everyone...ohhh. Mike kept up a steady rhythm of his fingers on her pussy, pushing her toward the edge, until he felt as though she was just about to come. Then he stopped suddenly and completely. His hand withdrew from her panties, leaving her feeling alone and unfulfilled. She didn't want it to stop....she looked at him, and pleaded with her eyes for him to touch her again. But, Mike nonchalantly said good-night to the girls, and then flipped on the TV, acting as though nothing were out of the ordinary. As the girls left the room, Summer looked back to see him watching her, and to see him wink. As Summer followed Sally upstairs, she thought to herself---I can't wait...I hope Sally goes to sleep quickly.... Mike watched as Summer disappeared up the stairs. That girl is so sexy.....I wonder if she will really come to my room?