The Life Of John Smith - S01 E28

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The Life Of John Smith - S01 E28

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 28

No, I said to myself, I have plans. I said to mother, "That sounds like a plan." Andrea was disappointed when I told her, and we made plans for a Saturday drive to Oak Ridge Park.

As it turned out, mother spent her day going from one office to another finding no one in need of a receptionist. "A day wasted," she said. On Saturday, I was up at my usual time and before I could tell mother was taking the car, she told me she was going to look for work. I walked to Andrea's house, arriving there when it had been planned that we would set out for Oak Ridge Park. Andrea was watching for me. When she saw me walking, she came to meet me asking, 'Where's your car?" told her and without hesitation she said, "Come in and meet my parents."

Before entering the front door, she said, "They've been wanting to meet the love of my life. This threw me off balance, since it was the first time she had used the word love to describe me. Her brother Sheridan and sister Susan were in the living room.

Sheridan could not have cared less about meeting me, but Susan came running to look me over. Her first words to me were, "Aren't you too big for Andy?" Andrea tried to shush her and apologize to me.

I said, "That's okay." Turning to Susan, I said, "I'm not as big as the guy she had her eye on before me."

"Oh Andy, you said he was you first boyfriend."

"He is my first boyfriend, Andrea insisted.

"Yes I am," I affirmed, adding, "She only had an eye on the football player until she found out he was interested in someone else."

"Well you're still too big for Andy."

"Sues, think of Aunt Sally and Uncle Charley."

"Yes, guess you're right. But seems there should be a little guy out there for you," she said as she returned to the TV program she had been watching when we came in.

Andrea took my hand to lead me to the kitchen where her parents were sitting beside each other at the breakfast bar. They were quietly discussing something. They did not appear to notice our entrance. To get their attention Andrea said, "Mom, dad, I'd like to Introduce you to my boyfriend."

"Andreal That's no way to introduce people! her mother said.

'Just trying to get your attention," explained Andrea.

"That's no way to talk to your mother or get our attention, her father said.

"I'm sorry" She paused looking from one parent to the other as if to get an answer from each. She tried the introduction again, 'Mr. and Mrs. Logan, this is my boyfriend John Smith. John, these are my parents Robert Logan and Mary Logan."

They turned their attention to me, asking me about my family, telling me about Andrea's brothers and sisters, where Mr. Logan worked, and why he had been transferred here. Then Mr. Logan said, "You do understand that Andrea is likely to pass on her small size to one or more of her daughters?"

"Yes sir, Andrea explained that, and we are a long way from any concern about children. We do have four years of college and the rest of high school to go."

He had started to interrupt me at the end of my first sentence but stopped to let me finish my second. It was apparent that my statements impressed him because he smiled when he said, "I'm pleased to hear you have thought this out."

To pile it on, I said, "Let me assure you sir, I will do nothing that will jeopardize either of our futures."

"Well son, you impress me with that, but our experience with our older children is that youthful passion will trumps good intentions." He turned to Andrea and said, "As of now, your mother and I approve of your boyfriend John. Just remember, one laps can destroy your future."

It was obvious that I had impressed, not only Mr. Logan but Mrs. Logan as well. She was leaning in a loving way into her husband and smilingly looking at me with sparkling dark blue eyes. Those eyes looked exactly like Andrea's when she had admired my dick. I felt a surge of blood rush to my dick at the thought. Not now I thought.

Andrea broke the momentary silence by saying, "Thank you daddy 'n mommy. Since John was unable to use his mother's car, can I use one of ours?" Being a protective father Mr. Logan asked,

"John, if I may ask, why is it you cannot use it today?"

"Mother is using it to find a better job." At this point it seemed only natural for me to put my arm around Andrea, so we were in the same posture as her parents. Mr. Logan then asked where mother worked. I told him and he asked me to tell her to stop by his office when she could, "I may have a job for her and yes young lady, you may use the car. And, John, don't you even think of driving it because she is insured and you're not."

She wanted to go to my house which we did. While eating a snack we decided to go to Oak Ridge Park as we had previously planned since I had no idea when my mother would be home. On the way to Oak Ridge, Andrea told me how impressed she was with my earlier conversation with her parents. "And, you know, to look at my mom, it looked like she was getting horny looking at you."

"You don't mean she was thinking of fucking me?" I asked as reached across the large console between the passenger and driver's seats and rested my hand on her thigh just above the hem of her short skirt.

'No, but I saw that bulge in your slacks when you saw that look in her eyes. You got horny at that moment, just like I did. Bet dad's screwing her brains out right now."

As I slid my hand down and up under her shirt, I thought that will be so nice when we get there, for one of us to say, "Let's fuck," and we do it.

"What did you say?" she asked.

'Did I say that out loud?"

"Let me tell you now, exactly when I will let you fuck me for the first time. Next June 17th...my 18th birthday. Till then we will work at getting our rocks off in every way short of fucking."

I slid my hand to the smooth skin of her inner thigh and said, "Let me get this straight. For the next eight, almost nine months we will be helping each other cum as often as possible and on your 18th birthday you are planning to fuck my brains out?"

"That's my plan and you better stop if you want me to stay on the road. I did not pretend to not know what she was talking about.

"We could stop somewhere and play."

You stop now, and we can play at Oak Ridge. I pulled her skirt back down and rested my hand on my own thigh.

'So, at Oak Ridge we will play with each other."