Unknown: The early adventures of Tracy and Jeannie

But, hey, it wasn't her fault right? And, I should be happy that my boyfriend has the ability to get his hard-on back this quickly. It would just be up to me to control his lust driven heart. After all, I knew that it wasn't Jeannie he was hard about… it was the sight of her sliding those come slick fingers in and out of her mouth.

I decided that I should fix this situation before it grew into a problem.

"Over here, big boy!" I whispered. "Did you forget about me?"

I squeezed Ted's cock under his jacket. His head snapped around like he was on a carnival ride.

"I'm sorry," he stammered. "I didn't know."

"Didn't know what?" I demanded with a mock scowl on my face. "How can you think about her, when I'm the one with her hand on your cock? Hmmm?"

I squeezed his cock. hard. "Speak up, boy!" I whispered angrily. "Didn't you like that? Didn't I do that right?!" I was enjoying making him fidget.

"It's not that," Ted stuttered. "I just looked over, and she was licking her finger and I mean I've never."

"Hey," I whispered, ready to let him off the hook. This was fun, but even I knew when to quit. His cock was getting soft in my hand.

The poor guy was confused, nervous, and coming down from a sexual high all at the same time. Combine that with a "pissed-off" girlfriend, and it was no wonder he was losing his hard-on.

"Hey, forget about it," I said. "I forgive you, lover. In fact I enjoyed her little show too!" I gave his cock a knowing squeeze. "Just don't get attached to HER lips before you've tried mine."

"Unless you won't be needing THIS," I pulled his semi-hard prick with my fist. Hard enough to let him know I was serious.

Ted looked at me with shock and wonder.

"You?"

"Yeah, I was watching her too," I whispered, smiling. "It kinda got me thinking about stuff."

"What kind of stuff," Ted pleaded.

"Later," I hinted. "Let's get these guys and get out of here. I think I've seen enough of this movie for tonight."

I leaned over to Jeannie and Al, who were nuzzling each other's necks. I pushed my breasts back into my bra, and started to button my blouse as I whispered to them.

"If you guys are done over there, your ride is leaving," I whispered. "We're gonna go find someplace a little less crowded… wanna come?" I looked at Al. "Again," I added with a smile. His face turned fire engine red. I made no attempt to hide the fact that I was buttoning my blouse, and he watched my fingers move.

If he only knew, I thought, and laughed.

"Let's go," said Jeannie, fixing her own clothes. "Maybe we can share some 'war stories' or something." She looked at me and grinned.

"Come on, lover," she said to Al.

We grabbed our stuff and hurried from the theater. This was gonna be a good night I told myself. A really good night.

In the parking lot, we stood next to Ted's van as he looked for his keys.

"How about going up to my uncle's lodge for a beer or two?" Ted asked.

"The 'little cabin'?" I replied. "Oh, yeah! That would be perfect! Tonight, I think we need the cabin! That would be wonderful, Ted."

I kissed him deeply and moved my knee up to separate his thighs. I leaned back against the side of the van as Ted's hands moved up to cup my breasts. "Mmmmm," I moaned.

"Hey, lover boy!" Jeannie yelled. "Is your uncle gonna be in town this weekend?"

"He's gone for two weeks to Jamaica with one of his girlfriend," Ted replied, still playing with my tits.

I could feel his cock growing again against my leg. I reached a hand down and palmed his hardness.

"Well unlock this thing, brother," Al yelled back. "We got a party to go to!"

Reluctantly releasing my breasts and moving away from my stroking hand, Ted moved to unlock the doors to the van.

Jeannie and I slipped into the sliding door to the back and Al jumped into the front shotgun seat. Ted ran around the front and hopped behind the wheel.

"Let's go see how the other half live." Ted said with a laugh.

"Let's party," Jeannie yelled as we roared onto the highway.

"To The Lake, Jeeves," I joined in.

Ted and Al rode in the front seat and Jeannie and I sat in the captains chairs behind them. I sat behind Ted, who was driving. We were heading to what we called "The Lake".

Actually, where we were going was the Salmon River, about ten miles out of town. Ted's uncle had a lodge on the river and he let us use it on the weekends, if he wasn't around. He lived in Chicago, so "not around" was pretty often.

The lodge sat on a large piece of land at the bend in the river and the water there was about half a mile across, from shore to shore.

So sitting on the dock that reached into the water, or sitting on the front porch of the cabin gave the impression of being on a larger body of water. Ted was the one who started calling it "The Lake" and it caught on with the four of us.

It was a wonderful place to go to. At our age there wasn't a lot a person could do other than go to the movies, or go "parking".

Obviously, we could have fun at the movies, but that got a little expensive for someone in high school.

And parking was okay, too, but tough for a double date. Someone had to be in the front seat, and that always created problems.

So when Ted's uncle told him he could use the lodge occasionally for fishing, or "whatever", Ted jumped at the chance. And since we'd been double dating with Jeannie and Al for close to a year, we thought it only natural to invite them along. We'd been coming up to the lodge, off and on, for about two months now. Ted's uncle, Mike, called the lodge his "little cabin".

The "cabin" was actually a huge, richly appointed, four bedroom log house that sat on a hundred and forty acres of prime woodland. He must have paid a fortune for it because it was surrounded on three sides by national forest land and sat right on the banks of the Salmon River, the largest river in the area.

Mike was a successful commodities broker in Chicago, and he'd fly out here to California every couple of months to get away and unwind.

Mike also had a reputation as a swinger and a playboy. He was 31 years old, single and immensely wealthy, or at least appeared to be. Everytime we saw Mike, he'd have a beautiful young girl with him, and the few times we visited him at the "cabin", they would both be in various stages of undress. Ted's uncle definitely knew how to enjoy life.

We liked Mike.

There was plenty of room in the lodge for privacy, and usually we'd separate and find our own little nook or cranny and make out after drinking a few beers, or playing cards and such.

Tonight though, I had a feeling that the four of us were going to experience a change in our relationship. And I didn't feel that privacy would be too much of a concern either.

The relationship between Jeannie and I had already changed.

After our little show and tell, without the tell, in the theater, Jeannie and I had established the fact quite clearly that we enjoyed "watching". I guess it's more like we had discovered that fact. But it was obvious to me that we had both enjoyed that experience immensely.

How the boys would feel about it, if they knew, was another matter. But I had a feeling that we'd be addressing that soon.

I felt myself getting wet again, remembering the sight of Al's hard cock gliding through Jeannie's fingers.

"Lost in thought? Or lost in space?" Jeannie's voice cut through my thoughts.

Laughing, I said, "Just lost I guess! Where are we?"

"Almost there," she said. "We just turned on to Old Post Road, so we have about twenty minutes. I thought we'd lost you, there."

She grinned and handed me a bottle of Cuervo Gold Tequila. It was a new bottle, but it had obviously gone around once. I took a swig and shuddered. The warmth hit me immediately.