Message-ID: <4325eli$9709241006@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: chkwils@aol.com (Chkwils) Subject: The Summer of 1997 by Chuck Williams Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-Id: <19970924035400.XAA28405@ladder01.news.aol.com> **************************************************************** THE FOLLOWING STORY CONTAINS SOME GRAPHIC LANGUAGE AND DESCRIP TIONS OF QUESTIONABLE SEXUAL ACTIVITIES DEPENDING UPON YOUR LEVEL OF MORALITY. THIS MATERIAL IS DISTRIBUTED "FOR ADULTS ONLY" AND MAY NOT BE USED IN ANY PROFITABLE ENTERPRISE. ALL RIGHTS RE SERVED. BY WHOM - I HAVE NO CLUE. THE POSTER TAKES NO RESPON SIBILITY FOR THIS MATERIAL AND MAY OR MAY NOT KNOW THE AUTHOR OF THE FOLLOWING STORY. ONCE AGAIN THIS STORY IS INTENDED FOR ADULTS ONLY AND IS PROVIDED FOR ENTERTAINMENT PURPOSES ONLY. ANY SIMILARITIES WITH REAL PERSONS IS (?) BY PURE LUCK ONLY. ALSO POSSESSION BY A MINOR IS STRICTLY FORBIDDEN. IF YOU ARE UNDER 18 YEARS OF AGE OR OFFEND EASILY - STOP NOW AND DELETE THIS FILE. **************************************************************** "THE SUMMER OF 1997" BY CHUCK WILLIAMS Here is a NEW story about what nasty things I have been upto this past summer. As for me, if you want to know a little more about me, check out the stories, "An Educational Experience in the Deep South", "The Visit", "Darla and her Daughters", "The Bosses Daughter", "My Cousins Wife", "Kimmy", "Toms Gift", "Carol Ann", "The Guest", "Life on the Road" and my collection of "Short Stories - Volume 1", featuring (Hockey Girl - 1, Hockey Girl - 2, Sherri & Terry, Rock Groupies and The JR High Nurses Office). Also look at the update I posted not long ago with the story "Tour Bus Adventures". These will give you an idea and a background about me to a limited degree. First off in my update I noted that about the story, "The Bosses Daughter", which I wrote in September, 1996, that since then some changes had occurred during the past 8 months prior to July, 97. If you recall that story I was secretly dating my bosses daugh ter, who was or still is a bit young for me. This had been going on for about five years. We never did get around to telling her parents, or should I say my boss about us. Good thing too. During the time she was at college she did meet someone else that she likes. She told me this around Easter of 1997. We were not seeing as much of each other as normal for us this past winter. I had to limit my visits due to other obligations, so she ended up with more free time. My fault on that. So our relationship is in limbo. She likes the guy, but he is almost less committal that I am. She does not want to really tell him much about me and her parents barely know that he exists either. Well he does have that on me, since they have no idea about our little fling. At the same time she still wanted to spend time with me. I guess she wants (or wanted) the best of both worlds. However, over the course of time I did not wait for her and roamed a bit, still it did not faze her. So I bided my time a little to see what would happens since I was not ready to get on my knees yet and propose nor was I ready to tell her parents what we have been upto for the past several years. The whole idea of engagement frightens me to say the least. Well in early May this young girl whose father owns a business in our office building graduated high school and came to work for her dad, as she had been doing for the past two years. I knew her dad pretty good. He is a real neat guy. Last summer once or twice I even took out his daughter, as a friend, to some concerts. He had no problem with this. Of course I did not put any moves on her as I was still with Kerry (my bosses daughter) for the most part. I will tell you this about this girl, named Julie, she is hot! Dirty-blonde, but more on the blonde side, and what a body. Her legs are fantastic, and you can really see em as she always wears dresses that are atleast 4 - 6 inches above her knees. And when she bends over, dam, its like a side show. She is a major flirt and tease and had been messing with me all last year, but I dared not take the bait. She was not 18 yet and I was not sure of her game and not ready to do 10 - 20 years. Well she is 18 now and legal. So when she started her games this spring right around Memorial Day I decided to see if she would put up or shut up. So one day out in front of our office building, as she was flirting I put her to the test. She was rubbing up against the tree near a set of benches that we have by the building talking about having a bad itch and was hoping that someone would scratch it for her. So I asked were was it and she said on her butt, so I said sure, that I would love to scratch it and for her to come on over and sit across my lap and tell me where it itches. Well I assumed that she would back down, but instead she did as I had asked. Lucky for me, the area we were at was not visible to anyone in the building and we were totally alone. So I first asked where to scratch and she said all over, so I just rubbed her ass through her dress. I asked if that helped and she said no. So I said that I could do better if she didn't mind me taking a few liberties. Her response was "Ok, just get rid of my itch." Like I said she wore short dresses, so I just put my hand up her dress and rubbed her ass though her panties. I rubbed all over her ass, but could not get rid of that mysteri ous itch. I began to wonder where this itch was cause as I continued this procedure on her, I noticed that her panties were really getting wet. So now I had a good idea as to the location of that itch, espe cially after she gave out a slight moan. So I said, "I think I found that itch", and then rubbed her pussy through her panties a few times to see what happened. To my surprise she responded in a favorable fashion and said something like, yes thats it. Did I stop? Hell no. I kept it up and even got my hand up under those panties and diddled her till she came. After she came, I removed my hand, fixed her panties and pulled her dress back down. I then told her that if she ever had a itch to just let me know. She then sat up and smiled at me and said, "anytime". Then she got up and "wobbly" walked away. The very next day I got to find another itch. One thing about Julie was that her dad liked me. We had for sometime been going out afterwork to a few bars now and then. He was divorced and he fathered Julie when he was only 18, so she was not more than 2 years older than me. We sometimes, along with a few other perverts ended up at a topless or strip club on Friday afternoons, or just anytime we needed a break. He actual ly did not care if I dated his daughter or not. What a nice guy. I had no idea what was Julie's mind at all. She was still a tease and a flirt. She kind of knew about me and Kerry but knew better than to talk about it too much. One afternoon, while flirting, I just started flirting back. She then asked what about Kerry, and I told her that we were seeing other people right now. Well that little tease then asked if she could go out with me, I said sure, anytime you can handle it. Latter that afternoon her dad says to me that Julie had told him that she had asked me out. I had to say, yes to that, and added a comment about her being pretty forward when she wanted something. He agreed with that and said for us to have a good time, but not too good. Oh, this guy knew me, and despite that, still did not stop us from going out. So on a Friday night I took Julie, this hot little 18 year old, on a real date. We had a good time, but I did not fuck her that night. The following Wednesday, I got her into a club that a friend of mine owns and afterwards I did fuck the little tease. Julie was no virgin. That was quite apparent even before we went out. I can tell you all one thing, this girl really knows how to put out. She actually wore me out. So here I am doing this 18 year old and I am still not satisfied. I knew that I was only a quick fun fling for Julie and she was the same thing for me. However, I did not mind this at all. The sex was / is great. At the same time all of this started I had posted on the internet a add looking for musicians for a side project for my band. I also searched the AOL member directory and searched for anyone in my area that was a musician and sent them a e-mail seeing if they might be interested in trying out for my act/band. I must have sent out over 200 e-mails and got back about 20 serious responses. I was just looking for other musicians to play with cause my current gig was getting stag net. You know dull, boring, rou tine. I set up my search by keywords in AOL member profiles, such as location by state, and the words music, guitar, drummer, singer, and so forth. I did not search by age or sex. It took days to review the profiles and send out the e-mails. Well one of my responses was some woman. She had very common musical interests and played guitar and claimed to have played in a band years ago. We talked on the phone and I decided to check her out, as to if she could play. So one I day I was to drop by her home and give her a tape of my material along with some of my home studio demos. I had been doing this to all of the people on my short list, which was about 9 people. Some I did mail, others close enough by I personally dropped of the tape. As I have relayed in previous stories about me is that I have a photographic memory. I can remember many things in exact detail. At times I can close my eyes and nearly recall what I had seen, even if it was years ago. This is the truth. So I was going to this womans house. I knew the neighborhood well, and had no problem finding the house. It had to be just about the most run down house on the block. I remember thinking that someone should clean that place up. It was the middle of the day, and I was supposed to be working my day job, so I did not have much time, really. So I went to the door and knocked on it and was greeted by a woman who was at least a good foot shorter than I, with average looks. Not what I had expected. She invited me in. Well the place was a mess. I am no clean freak, but this place was like trashed. So I scan the joint, with my photographic memory, and start planning my exit. I see her young son, asking "who is that", and to my left under a pile of blankets was her daughter, to whom she referred to as the she-devil. So she did invite me to say, but I used the I have to get back to the office excuse to get out of there as soon as physically possible. As I drove off, I said to myself that she would definitely not work out. I did not consider her as my type either and just did not think that she could possibly play well enough to work out. So I gave it very little thought the rest of the day. That night she called me at home and said that she loved my tape of material. I probably said some nice things, I do not totally recall. She then stated that she loved one of my new demos. I was actually glad that someone liked it, cause a few guys in my band did not, as I was shoving the song down their throats the past year and making em play it. It was one of the few songs that I actually sang at the shows also. She liked the song and even my singing. I was extremely sur prised. Over the course of a few other conversations with her I decided to see if she could play. While that was going on I of course was still porking Julie of course and anything else that came along after one of my bands shows, or whatever I picked up at a club. Meanwhile, I found out more about this woman. I guess she should be given a name, how about Amy. Well then Amy had told me that her daughter was a problem and that she was separated from her husband and then I found out that he was a ward of the state. Amy was very stressed out most of the time it seemed. One time in particular while I was watching TV really stands out. Amy called me at home and was very upset. It seemed her 14 year old daughter had attempted to run away from home with a friend of hers. In the process she stole some money and even hocked a few items. Lucky for her the police found them at the bus station with tickets in hand less than 15 minutes before the bus left town. So I got this distressing phone call. Well I had told her that she could call me if she ever needed to talk to someone. So she did. She was very upset, however I will say that I am not exact ly the person to talk to if you are looking for a sympathetic ear. I am more likely to fall asleep as you are talking. My friends know better than to ask me for advice like that since they would expect some sort of cynical response anyway. I must have said the right things anyway and I got her settled down. I am not good at dealing with crying women over the phone. A week or so latter she was to jam / tryout with me, but she could not come over to my place cause of the kids, so I made an exception to my usual rule and dragged out some of my gear and took it to her place. It was 2 weeks before Memorial Day. As I drove over on a Friday night I just kept asking myself, what the hell was I doing when I could be out goofing off or even having a real fun evening with Julie. The place was still a mess, but she had cleaned it up somewhat. Her son was staying at some relatives house of hers, so that would leave me, her and her evil daughter. OH joy! As I had noted earlier I did not really see her daughter before, as she was under a pile of blankets and I was in a rush to es cape. So this time I was going to meet this rotten kid. As I said Amy was no top ten prize. She only stands about five foot three, pale skin (I guess she doesn't get out much), not overweight, but had a little bit of a gut (a guy would call it a beer belly - but what does a woman call it?), and a moderate to average butt. She was kind of homely to say the least, but still she does have a pleasant personality. Also I saw her son, if so ever so briefly. He two was a mess. So based on the stories Amy had told me about her 14 year old daughter who was always in trouble at school, at home and with the neighbors which often would bring the police to her door, I expected some wacked out kid with purple hair and a nose ring. ********************************************************** At this point if you want the rest of this story and it is over 100K you must request it via e-mail. Also you should state that you are over 21 years of age and all of that good stuff. I will state ahead of time that sex is not the primary issue of this story, but relationships is. So if all you want to read about is SEX SEX SEX then go else where, but if you want to read something more provocative or different then do request this story. 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