J Watson - Weekend wife

"I don't know," Gayle said.

Gayle really didn't know if she could do it or not. Just because he looked at her didn't mean he would drop everything at the first opportunity to fuck her. And she was a little afraid of failing. Also, she wasn't sure that it was right or fair. She didn't know Sharon. She wasn't sure that she wanted to do anything for her.

"I don't know," Gayle said again. "I just don't know."

There was a knock at the door.

"Gayle," Ted called through the door. "We're late. We have to get started."

Both Alan and Mark gave her imploring looks.

"You don't have long to make up your mind," Mark said. "But remember this and maybe it'll help. Ted can probably find a job on any high school staff anywhere. His father is very high up in education. And Ted's a bad-tempered person. He doesn't care who he hurts or what he says. He was asked if he would help Sharon out. I told him that Sharon had some personal problems, and that she really needed that job. He laughed at me. He told me to hell with Sharon. Think about that."

"Hurry up, Gayle." Ted's voice was impatient. "What are you doing in there? I don't have all day."

It was Ted's voice that helped her make up her mind. She didn't like the sound of it. She didn't like the way he sounded so high and mighty.

"I'll do what I can," Gayle promised.

Alan kissed her on the lips.

"We appreciate it, Gayle," Alan said. "We really do. Thanks a lot."

"I don't promise anything," Gayle said. "I'll just do what I can."

Alan gave her nipple a playful tweak through the cotton halter.

"Just show him those," Alan said. "Show him those and he'll go crazy."

Ted gave her a dirty look when she came back outside.

"What kept you?" he asked. "You know we have to get started early."

"You could have left," Gayle said.

"You know Doug said we have to stay together. That's the whole idea. We stay together to stay safe."

"And you feel safe with me?" Gayle asked teasingly.

Ted gave her a curious look. Ted wasn't sure of himself with Gayle. There was something about her that attracted him far more than he had ever been attracted to any woman. In fact, Ted hadn't ever really been attracted to any girl.

His one love was science. He had wanted to teach science from the time he was a child. His parents had pushed him along, but he didn't mind. It had been a direction he wanted to go in.

There had been girls. Girls who had flirted with him, or showed interest in him. But somehow his mother had always managed to get rid of them.

"Don't look at girls like that," his mother had always told him. "They only want one thing. If you're not careful then you'll have to marry one and your career will be ruined."

But Gayle wasn't a girl and that was one of the reasons that she interested him. She was a woman. She had a woman's figure and a woman's intelligence. She didn't ask foolish questions in class and she didn't wear clothes that always showed everything she had.

She was a lady. Of course, today she didn't look like much of a lady with those tight shorts and that revealing halter. But he attributed her attire to the hot day.

As far as Ted was concerned, she still looked like a lady.

Ted watched her walk up a bank ahead of him. The tight shorts encased her ass-cheeks like two ripe melons. Ted licked his dry lips. He realized he wasn't thinking much about his project and he knew he should be. The exams were only two weeks away, and his project was the last grade he could make. He needed a high grade. Then why the hell couldn't he keep his mind on what he was supposed to be doing?

But he kept wondering what it would be like to fuck Gayle. What it would be like to suck on her tits, to stick his hard prick between her legs. To know the body of a woman.

He knew that most boys his age had already lost their virginity. He had had one chance to lose his, and that had been when he was about fifteen. He hadn't taken advantage of his opportunity but that was mostly inexperience and the fault of his mother.

"Hey," Gayle said. "What are you thinking about?"

Ted came back to the present and realized that be was walking beside Gayle. He was a little taller than Gayle and he found himself looking down at her. He could see the tops of her bare breasts pushing at the low-cut halter.

"Hmmm," he said to himself. "I've got to stop thinking like this. I've got to start thinking about the project."

"This looks like a good place," Gayle pointed out. "Plenty of grass and trees."

Ted looked around him. It was a good place. He could hear a stream down below. There were plenty of trees and it looked like a place that was very seldom traveled. There was a carpet of soft spring grass underneath their feet.

"Yes," he agreed. "We should be able to find plenty of material around here."

"Do you want to eat lunch first?" Gayle asked. "Or do you want to start right away?"

"Lunch?" Ted looked bewildered. He had forgotten that they would not have time to return for lunch.

"Didn't you bring any?" Gayle asked.

"No," Ted admitted.

"Trust a man to forget his head," Gayle said. "Well, no matter. I've got enough for both of us. I hope you like chicken salad."

"Yes," Ted said.

"Good. Why don't we sit down by the river and eat? That looks like a nice shady place."

Ted followed her jiggling ass-cheeks willingly as she walked down to a shady spot near the river. She took her pack off and put it down.

"I brought us a blanket," she said.

He helped her to unfold it and put her sack of sandwiches in the middle. He wasn't hungry but he ate a little. The truth was he didn't want to go back to work too quickly. He wanted to stay and look at her.

"Well," Gayle said. "That's the last of the food. I guess we should get at it."

Gayle saw the look that passed over his face, and she smiled inside. He didn't want to go back to work. The great Ted who never thought about anything but work, wanted to stay and look at her tits. Well she would give him a show.

She bent forward to gather up the trash, and gave him a full view of her creamy tits. She heard him gasp. She looked up to see him red-faced and staring.

"Whew," Gayle said. "It sure is hot. Listen, I think I'll cool off in the water for a few minutes. Just let my legs rest in it. Then we'll get started."

"Sure," Ted said. "I'll just gather up a few specimens."

"Don't be in such a hurry," Gayle pouted. "We have all day. Come on down and coal off with me."

Ted jumped like a fish at a tempting bait. He followed her down the bank and sat down beside her as she let her long legs dangle in the water.

"It's cool," she said. "It really does feel good." Ted put a hand on her knee. He didn't know what he was thinking but it seemed like a natural thing to do. He couldn't help himself.

"Ted," Gayle said. "Your hand feels nice. Don't take it away."

Ted was sweating. She could see the big drops breaking out on his forehead. Gayle knew it wasn't quite that hot. He was sweating from something else.

Gayle was enjoying herself. More than she had enjoyed herself for a long while. Ted was like a little boy. He was so afraid and unsure of himself.

Gayle put her hand over his and urged him to rub his hand around a little. His hand felt cool on her hot flesh. She urged his hand faster and directed him to wider circles. Soon his hand was brushing against the bottom of her shorts.

"Why don't you feel my titties?" Gayle asked. "You've been wanting to all day long."

She almost laughed at the way the blood rushed to his face. His hands began to tremble. She leaned forward to give him another full view of her magnificent titties.

"Come on," she urged. "Why don't you feel them? I don't mind. I'd kind of like it."