Part 3D

Darren just stood there for a minute, I think common sense finally sunk in. He just mumbled something about it not happening again and started to walk off toward his table. I just sat back down went back to the conversation at hand. A few minutes later, everyone got up to head to the room upstairs. I pulled Jasmin on the side and asked her if she wanted to go upstairs with the group or go into town and get something to eat. She seemed unsure of what to do, I could tell by the look on her face.

"Everyone is going upstairs to make out and stuff. They have two bedrooms in the suite. They have beer and alcohol, plus some food. Most of them are staying all night.", she said.

"Jazzy, it's up to you. We can go wherever you want to go.", I answered.

"You sure ?", she asked.

"I'm sure, where do you want to go.", I replied.

"I would rather go out to eat, if it's ok with you.", she asked.

"That would be great.", I responded.

We quickly said our goodbyes to everyone and made our way to the parking lot. We drove across town to a real nice steak house where we shared a very nice meal. It was quiet and secluded, we really had a nice time. We finished our meal around twelve thirty that night then decided to head towards home. I dropped Jasmin off between one thirty and two o'clock in the morning. I was home for a little after two myself, letting myself in the door quietly. I got undressed and fell asleep relatively quickly.

I was sound asleep when my cell phone rang, it seemed like I had only been sleeping for minutes. I reached over to the nightstand and grabbed the phone and opened it.

"Hello.", was all I could muster.

"Brian, this is Gerald Timmons, Courtney's Dad, I'm sorry to bother you but are you guys all still hanging out ?", he asked nervously.

I looked over at the clock and it was seven thirty in the morning, it took a second for my senses to clear.

"I don't know know sir, I got home about two o'clock this morning. I think she was still at the prom when I left at midnight, we went to eat after and then came straight home.", I answered.

"She won't answer her cell phone and I don't have Darren's number. You would not by any chance know it, would you ?", he asked.

"No sir, I don't.", I answered.

"Brian, I am really worried, I told her to be home no later than three o'clock.", he said.

"I'm sure she is fine sir. They probably just lost track of time.", I said, trying to reassure him.

"Well if you hear from her, please tell her to call me.", he begged.

"Yes sir, I will.", I responded, closing the phone.

I laid back down trying to sort it all out. I hoped Courtney was alright, I knew they had been drinking, and it was a forty five minute drive home. I laid there for a few minutes, then decided to get up and make some breakfast. I was in the kitchen cooking eggs and bacon when Ashley walked in yawning and rubbing her eyes.

"Hey, did I hear a phone ring ?", she asked, in a sleepy voice.

"Yes, it was Courtney's Dad looking for her.", I replied.

"Why would he call you ? You weren't with her last night were you ?", she inquired.

"No indeed, I was with Jasmin. We got home about two o'clock, I don't know where Courtney is at.", I added.

With school out for the summer, I spent the majority of my time working out in the gym, running and swimming. I wanted to make sure I arrived on campus in August in top physical condition. A little over two weeks after the prom, Jasmin called me and told me that her ex-boyfriend was calling her and asking her if she would consider taking him back. While I have to admit it bothered me a lot, deep down I knew I was leaving in less than two months and there was no way a relationship like we had could last. We talked for a while and I could tell she still had deep feelings for him by the way she was talking. She was asking me for reasons why she should not take him back, when in fact if she really felt that way, she would know the reasons not to. In the end, I told her that maybe giving him another chance was the right thing to do, if he messed up again, then she would really know there was no chance of a relationship with him. She thanked me for being so understanding and promised she would stay in touch.

After a couple of days had passed, it was actually easier on me not being attached. I was spending four to five hours a day training, the rest relaxing and getting items that I would need to take with me to school. News got back to me that Jasmin and her boyfriend were back together which I think deep down, is what she really wanted. I was spending all of my free time at home, I rarely went out anywhere.

The week before I was scheduled to leave, I got my information packet in the mail with everything I needed to know about the campus. I had my dorm room, my book list, a training schedule, a list of available tutors and so on. I was scheduled to arrive on campus early Friday morning where I would be greeted by an athletic assistant who would help me settle in. I was in the best shape of my life, my weight was 289.9 lbs, my strength was up in every exercise across the board and I was running a 4.99 forty yard dash.

Since I was completely packed and ready to go, I decided on Wednesday night to go out one last time and see whomever was out. I went to the local diner and saw a few people from school. I hung out there for about an hour shooting the bull, everyone talking about there future plans. I was just getting ready to leave when Courtney walked through the front door, alone. This was the last thing I needed, just days before I was to get out of this town. I continued talking to the people in our booth, hoping as always, she would avoid me. She sat down at the far end of the counter, closest to the door and placed her order. Since there was no back way out, I would either have to wait until she left or walk pass her to leave.

Maybe ten minutes later the group I was with decided to go down to the lake and make out, or watch the "The Submarine Races" as we called it. I had no choice but to head home when they got up, since I had no date. I paid my bill and was walking toward the door when Courtney looked up and smiled at me. I smiled back and continued to walk towards the door until she called out.

"Hey Brian, can I talk to you for a second ?", she asked sweetly.

I really wanted no part of a conversation with Court, I didn't need any drama this close to leaving town.

"I guess so.", I answered, "You want to get a table ?"

"No not here, outside if that's ok ?", she asked.

I shrugged my shoulders and walked out the door with Courtney behind me to the tables that were under the awning. But this time the place was packed and their was very little privacy to talk. She looked around and saw my truck parked on the far end of the lot.

"Can we talk in your truck ?", she asked, pointing to the vehicle.

"Court, I don't think that's a good idea..... I mean.... I don't want to fight with you.", I responded.

"I promise, no fighting Brian, just talking, I swear.", she whispered.

Against better judgement, I nodded my head and we walked toward the end of the parking lot. I unlocked the doors and we both climbed in, closing the doors behind us. For about thirty seconds there was an awkward pause, then Courtney spoke up.

"Brian, I don't know where to begin, or even how to say it. I have screwed up so many things lately, it seems like a nightmare I can't wake up from." she started.

"All I am sure of is that since I let you go, I have been absolutely miserable. You treated me like a lady, like I was someone special. I didn't realize that until I dated others.", she continued.

"I cannot undo what I have done. But I want you to know I still love you, I always have. I know I have no right to ask you to forgive me, but if you would give me another chance, I swear I will never hurt you again.", she ended.

I just sat there kind of stunned, this was not what I expected to hear. I had cared for Courtney very much when we were dating, I thought the world of her parents. But to throw all of this at me, two days before I was leaving town was too much to handle.

"Court, I really don't know what to say. Honestly, I never really understood why you pushed me away in the first place.", I said softly.

"That night, the night I wanted to make love to you, you rejected me. It hurt like hell. I thought you just didn't care about me as much as I did you.", she quietly said, hesitating several times.

"Court, it had nothing to do with that, I told you that.", I answered.

"I know Brian, you were thinking of our future, I wasn't.", she said.

"Then I started hanging around with Darren and his friends, all they do is drink and I got caught up in it. I am in so much trouble with my parents right now. I have lost all of their trust and respect, I feel so lost.", she added.

"Court, your parents are good people, they may be upset right now, but they will come around. But if you want my opinion, dump Darren now, he is going to be trouble. And if you stay with him, he will drag you down as well.", I warned.

"We broke up a few weeks ago, my Dad made sure of that.", she answered.

She went on to tell me about the restrictions her parents had placed on her and how bad things were at home. I felt bad for Courtney, deep down she was a very good girl, she just got mixed up with the wrong crowd. Thankfully she got out before she got into any serious trouble.

"When do you leave for school Brian ?", she asked.

"Day after tomorrow, early in the morning.", I answered.

Can I ask you a personal question, without you getting upset with

me ?", she asked ,with some hesitation in her voice.

"I guess so Courtney, what's on your mind ?", I responded.

"How serious are you and Jasmin. Do you... love her ? ", she stuttered.

"Jasmin is back together with Elton, has been for a couple of weeks.", I told her.

I could tell by the look on her face, she had no idea. I'm not sure if she seemed happy or perhaps relieved, it was hard to tell.

"Oh, I didn't know. I am so sorry Brian, what happened ?", she asked.

"Nothing happened, Jasmin and I are good friends that's it. We went out a few times, nothing else." I stated.

"Wow, I heard you two were really serious about each.", she said, fishing for information.

"Serious ? I don't know who told you that, but nothing serious happened between the two of us.", I said.

I could tell by the way she was squirming in her seat, she still had several things on her mind that she wanted to talk about. I was ready to go home, I was tired of forty questions.

"Brian, do you think you could ever feel anything for me again, you know, like it was before I screwed things up.", she asked, shyly.

"I don't know Court, I mean so much has happened, it's really hard to think that far ahead right now. And I am leaving day after tomorrow, who knows what will happen.", I said slowly.

"Brian, I want you to know I did not sleep with Darren, that is the truth.", she replied.

"Court, you don't owe me anything at all. It's your business what you do.", I answered.

"I know, but I still wanted you to know, that's all. ", she shot back.

We talked for a few more minutes but we were constantly distracted by friends blowing horns at us, or yelling out, surprised to see us talking together. I could see she was getting aggravated at the distractions as was I.

"Can you give me a ride home ?", she asked.

"Sure, no problem.", I responded, starting up the truck.

I pulled out of the lot and headed towards Courtney's house. She was oddly quiet as we drove, I noticed her looking at me several times in an odd manner. About ten minutes later, we pulled into her drive.

"Can we talk for a few more minutes ?", she pleaded.

I reached over and turned the truck off, sitting back in my seat. I was really tired and wanted to go home, but I didn't need any unnecessary drama at this point. She reached across the front seat and took my hand in hers, looking into my eyes.

"Brian, I don't know if I am going to say this right but here goes. I am in love with you. I have been since the first time we went out. I made a huge mistake by pushing you away. I am just hoping you can forgive me and give me another chance to prove to you just how much I love you.", she ended with a sigh, tears in her eyes.

I felt helpless looking into her eyes, familiar feelings came rushing from deep inside of me. I looked away quickly for fear she would see right through me. I took a deep breathe then turned back to her.

"Court, I don't know what to say, really I don't. I do care for you, I never stopped, but what do you want to do at this point ?", I asked.

"I want to wait for you, I will be here when you get back, I promise you.", she said, squeezing my hand tightly.

"Courtney, I can't ask you to do that. Especially not now, after all that has happened.", I answered.

"You're not asking me to wait, I am offering to wait. That is if you still think we might have a future together.", she asked.

I just sat there looking at her, she looked beautiful yet so fragile, pouring her soul out to me, holding nothing back. I was at a loss for words, I had no idea what to say to her. I finally gathered my senses somewhat, I don't even know where the idea came from.

"Court, I will be leaving day after tomorrow. How about we both give this some thought, I will be home over the Christmas holiday's, if you still feel the same, we can see what happens.", I offered.

She thought carefully for a second, then a smile crossed her face for the first time since we began this conversation. She leaned over and gave me a hug, kissing me quick on the cheek.

"That's a deal I can live with. And I promise you, I will not go out with anyone else until you come home." she said.

"I'm not asking you to do that Court, that's up to you.", I replied.

"I know it is. It's what I want to do. If anything changes, I promise I will be honest and call you. Will you do the same if you meet

someone ?", she asked.

"That's a deal.", I answered, holding her hand in mine.

I left for school late Thursday evening and arrived very early Friday morning, the bus trip was long and tiring. I was met at the station by one of the graduate assistants who helped carry my bags to the waiting van. We drove about thirty minutes before we arrived on campus, he took me on a quick tour, pointing out all of the points of interest, before pulling up in front of the athletic dormitory. He helped me collect my bags and led me to room 1356, which would be my home for the next year. He told me to get settled in, someone would call on me later. I looked around at the small, sparsely furnished room. There was a single bed, a desk, one large and one small dresser along with one closet. I began to unpack my clothes, putting everything in it's place. Sometime around two o'clock, there was a knock on the door. One of the defensive coaches, Ray Milton stood in the door. He extended his hand to me quickly, a large smile as he looked up at me.

"Brian, it's really nice to meet you son. I have heard so much about you. I have watched a lot of tape on you as well. I must say though, you're even more impressive in person than on film." he stated.

"Thank you Coach.", I replied, shaking his hand.

"How many days a week were you working out over this past summer son ?", he asked with a grin.

"Six days a week sir, I took Sunday's off.", I responded.

"I'm impressed Brian, I really am. I can't tell you how many people show up out of shape thinking they are going to coast because they were Mr. Wonderful at their respective little high school.", he laughed.

He handed me a packet which contained all of the schedules I would adhere to as an athlete. This was by and large, completely separate from my obligations as a student. I was expected to not let one interfere with the other. As a red shirt freshman I would workout and practice with the team, but I would not be allowed to dress out on game days. I would have to sit in the stands like everyone else, although my tickets were complimentary.

I took the weekend to get familiar with the campus and get aquainted with the coaching staff, trainers and players. On Monday morning, I picked up my class schedule, classes would start on Wednesday morning. Looking at my schedule, I saw little time for social activity. I would be in the gym at six every morning, then my first class was at nine that morning. Classes would let out around three, then it was back to the gym for evening workout, or practice if it was scheduled.

It is actually mind boggling what a student athlete has to go through at a major university. Both the academic and sports programs made demands on your time that were relenting, you never had a moment to yourself. By the time we actually put on pads and hit the field, my mind was numb, I was just going through the motions.

It took exactly ten minutes into my first college practice to realize two things. First, I was no longer the big man on campus, there was a long line of athletes competing for that spot. Second, almost everyone here was as strong and as fast as I was. It was going to take more than just size and speed to play here, it was going to take heart, and a great deal of it.

After the second week of practice had come to an end, I was beginning to grasp the schemes and stunts that were being thrown at us. In fact I was learning all of the little techniques that veterans used to get the edge over their opponents. Every now and then I even earned some praise from one of the coaches.

We started the season ranked ninth in the country, which was solely based on where the team had finished a year ago. This was a very young team, very few senior starters, so it was going to be a rebuilding year for sure. We won our first three non-conference games easily, beating very small schools who played us just for the revenue. The team would be traveling to Florida this weekend to play, our first conference game, although we were not allowed to travel with the team. I sat in my dorm room and watched us win a very tight game 28-21, which possibly meant a move up the rankings if someone above us lost.

I was beginning to see more playing time in practice, in fact I was actually getting rep's with the first string, which really surprised me. By now I was beginning to hold my own with the upper classman, I was not being pushed around as much. There was no doubt that the defense was going to determine just how good this team would be for the next few years. We were loaded with size, speed and talent.

We were three quarters of the way through the season and still unbeaten, although the meat of our schedule was left to play. We had an away game in Arkansas next, then we had our bye or week off, then came back after Christmas to play a team from Georgia at home. Since I was not allowed to travel with the team and we had our bye week right behind a road game, I had eleven days off from classes and practices over the holidays. I asked and received permission to go home for that period of time, more importantly I needed the break. I had been talking to Courtney about once a week or so, the same with Ashley, trying to keep up on current events around my hometown. I decided to take the last bus out on Friday night, that would put me home about six in the morning, Ashley agreed to pick me up. As the bus pulled into our sleepy little town, I saw Ashley sitting in her car waiting for me. I got off the bus and made my way to it's underside, grabbing two large bags from under the bus storage compartments. Ashley met me halfway, wrapping her arms around me, jumping into my arms. I was actually quite surprised by the greeting she gave me.

"It's so great to see you again hotshot. Damn it looks like you're still growing.", she said.

"Hey Ashley, it's nice to be home. I'm exhausted.", I answered.

On the ride home, she gave me the quick update on the town's goings on since I had left. What was happening at the old high school, so forth and so on. By the time we arrived home, all I wanted to do was sleep. I excused myself from Ashley and hit the bed, I slept until seven that evening. I found Ashley in the kitchen cleaning up for the night.

"Hey, you're finally up. Did you sleep well ?", she asked with a smile.

"Uh huh.", I answered.

"There's a plate for you in the fridge if you're hungry. I am going to take a shower.", she said.

"Ok, thanks.", I responded.

I warmed up the food and sat and ate at the kitchen table. It was nice to be home, this was the first time I had been really relaxed in months. I cleaned my dishes, loaded them in the rack and went to the family room. I was watching TV when Ashley came back into the room, her hair wrapped in a towel, wearing shorts and a tee shirt. It didn't matter what Ashley was wearing, what time of day it was, or what she was doing. She was absolutely drop dead gorgeous all of the time. It was really hard for me not to stare at her. As close as we were, I still felt very uncomfortable when I was alone with her, almost afraid. We were watching TV when she turned to me with that evil grin she had, the one that let you know she wanted something.

"So, you have a girlfriend up at school yet ?", she asked, smiling.

"No, I haven't dated once, there is no time.", I responded.

"No time ? Come on Brian, I know there are girls everywhere. You can't tell me different.", she laughed.

"Oh there are tons of girls, but so far I haven't talked to anyone.", I answered.

"Well just so you know, Courtney asks me about you every time I see her. From what I hear, she hasn't been dating anyone either. You two have an agreement ?", she inquired.

"Yes and no. It's really informal.", I replied.

She went back to watching TV and the topic died off quickly. About thirty minutes later, I decided to call it a night and go back to bed. I fell asleep quickly, I was still exhausted.

I awoke Saturday morning to a dreary, gloomy day, the rain falling in a steady pattern. I ate breakfast, then decided to go to the gym and get in a quick workout. It was good to see Carl again, he seemed eager to hear about my training at school. We talked for a while, I had a good workout, took a swim, then headed home. Around two that afternoon my cell phone rang, it was Courtney.

"Hey Brian, I heard you're home. Whatcha' doing ?", she asked.

"Hi Court. Not much, just relaxing.", I answered.

"Can you come over later tonight, maybe have dinner ?", she inquired.

"I guess so, about six ?", I asked.

"That's great, see you then.", she ended.

I left for Courtney's about six that evening, arrived a few minutes after. I could see several vehicles in the drive, so I figured her parents were entertaining again, they did that quite a bit. I rang the bell and within seconds Courtney answered the door, jumping into my arms.

I hugged her tight, it was good to see her again. She led me into the family room where her mom and dad, as well as two other couples their age, were talking and drinking wine.

"Hey look who came home for a few days ?", she shouted as we entered the room.

"Brian, it's so nice to see you son. It looks like school is treating you well.", Mr. Timmons said, extending his hand.

"Yes sir, things are going well.", I replied.

I always liked Courtney's Dad, he was a genuine person, but he never made you feel like he was judging you. He reminded me a lot of my own Father, he appeared to be a man you could go to and get advice when needed. He offered me a seat on the sofa and began to question me about how life was away from home. The men were all interested in my answers, the ladies appeared to be bored. Football was not king in their world. After a few minutes, Courtney's Mom interrupted the conversation.

"Ok now, I'm sure Courtney and Brian have a lot of catching up to do. Leave them be. Now you two run along.", she said, waving her hand towards the front living room.

Courtney jumped up, grabbed me by the hand pulling me up. We walked into the formal living area and sat down next to each other. Courtney began asking questions about school as well, although I really think she had other things on her mind. She seemed extremely relieved when I told her just how hectic my days were, I barely had time for myself. She chimed in that she had been working in her Dad's office, she had been very busy trying to learn the business. She made sure to tell me she had not been out on a date since I had left town.

Just about that time her Mother called out that dinner was ready, everyone gathering in the large dining room. Courtney and I were seated at one end of the table together, across from her parents. Conversation was mostly adult oriented, business, family and friends dominated the conversation. Finally as I knew he would, Courtney's Dad interjected football into the night's conversation.

"So Brian, any idea if you will get to play next year ?", he asked.

"No sir, not really. I am rotating with the first unit in practice, I am getting a lot of reps, but the competition is unreal.", I answered.

"Oh come on Brian. You're telling me the defensive line is that good, to the point you can't start next year ?", he laughed.

"Yes sir, it's that good. In fact I have heard the coaches say a few times, we could be the best defense in the country next year.", I replied, "We should average 290 lbs. up front and our backers are all over 250 lbs and quite fast."

"That's unreal.", he said, shaking his head.

Courtney's Mom once again reeled her husband in, taking the topic away from football. We finished dinner, the ladies all helped clean up before rejoining us in the family room. Courtney and I had planned to go out the next evening alone, so I decided to call it a night early. I thanked her mom for a nice dinner and walked with Courtney out to my truck.

"I will see you tomorrow night.", Courtney said softly, wrapping her arms around me, kissing me softly on the lips.

I slept in late the next morning, getting up about nine o'clock. Ashley was in the kitchen, grading papers, drinking a cup of coffee. I poured a cup of coffee amd joined her at the table. She asked how my evening had been, I recalled the details to her, although it was really bland to say the least. I picked Courtney up that evening and we went to the seven o'clock show at the local theatre. She looked really good, she had on a short jean skirt, a white sweater and suede brown boots. I could see several guys eyeing her up as we walked into the theatre, she knew it too. Don't let anyone fool you, beautiful girls know you're watching, whether they let on or not.

We sat in the last row, in the middle of the room, we were lone in the row. She held my hand throughout the entire show, almost as she was afraid I was going to run off somewhere. After the show we went to the local diner for a hamburger and fries, arriving just before ten. The place was packed, I saw a lot of familiar faces from school. We had to wait for a few minutes, but a booth in the back finally opened up. We ate rather quickly and made our way to the register to check out. I paid the waitress, handed her a tip and we walked out. It was getting close to eleven as we pulled out of the parking lot of the diner. As I was about to turn on the main highway into town, Courtney turned and touched my arm.

"Can we go down to the lake for a while, just the two of us ?", she asked softly, her fingers tracing up my arm.

"I guess we can for a while.", I answered, turning the truck in the other direction.

We made our way quickly to a secluded spot near a few large oak trees on the northeast corner of the lake. There were only two other cars there, both of them several hundred yards away from us. I turned off the engine, cut the lights and sat back in my seat.

"This is nice.", said Courtney, reaching out and grabbing my hand in hers.

She turned and placed her back against the truck door, swinging her legs somehat up on the seat between us. She was wearing a very short jean skirt, I caught a glimpse of her red panties as she opened her legs. She began to ask about life at school again, I knew where the conversation was headed.

"So what do you do in your spare time at school ?", she asked, trying her best to seem interested.

"I don't have any spare time Court.", I replied, "I go for about 14 hours a day. If I'm lucky, I have off Sunday, which I spend sleeping most of the day."

"You don't go out.... Like, you know...with the guys ?", she inquired.

"Court, I haven't been off campus once since I got there.", I answered.

"Wow, that sounds boring to me..... I would go insane.", she said.

"Sometimes, it gets to you, but I work through it.", I responded.

She got quiet and started looking out of the front windshield towards the lake. It was a clear night, the moon was shining off the water, it was a really peaceful night.After a brief moment, sher turned back to me.

"So Brian, how do you feel about our situation ? Have you given it any thought ?", she asked.

"Actually yes I have, quite a bit. How about you ?", I inquired.

"Yea, me too.", she said.

"And ?", I asked.

"No, you first.", she stated, nervously.

"Well, I am ok with us going back to where we were before I left, if that's ok with you. But if anything happens to change how you feel, just please call me and be honest, no sneaking around.", I stated.

"That sounds good.", she said, looking relieved, "But you do the same. If you meet someone up there and you're serious, please let me know."

Just that quickly the tension was lifted, it was like the clock had been turned back a full year. Courtney slid over very close to me and laid her head on my shoulder, her arm around my waist. I put my arm around her and pulled her close to me, that familiar scent once again stirring my senses. We sat there for close to ten minutes, holding each other close, enjoying the night. Finally Courtney lifted her head from my shoulder and looked up at me.

"Brian, it took losing you for a while to make me understand just how different you are than most guys.", she said softly.

"Deep down I'm not that different Court, I am just able to control myself. Every now and then, I would love to say, "Hell with it" and cut loose. But I always hear my Dad warning me of the consequences." I told her.

"Yes I know. My Dad always tells me you're the most grounded guy he has ever met for your age. I actually think he loves you as much as I do.", she laughed.

"Can I ask you one question though ?", she whispered softly, her hand touching mine again.

"Sure, you can.", I answered.

She hesitated for a few seconds, she appeared to be searching for the right words. It took a while but she finally spoke up.

"Um.... Why don't you ever..... I mean... Jeez... why don't you ever come on to me ? Why do you sit back and wait for me... to uh..... You know, make the first move ?", she stuttered.

"I guess because my Dad always told me to respect women at all times.", I answered.

"Brian, I am very aware of how much you respect me. But it's still nice to feel desired, to know that I make you kinda crazy.", she continued, "If I am not interested, I will let you know, trust me."

"Ok Court, I will try to remember that.", I responded.

Once again, she got quiet, several moments passed, before she chuckled quietly to herself. She once again looked up at me laughing quietly.

"Sooooooooooooooo ?", she grinned.

"Oh, you mean now ?", I asked.

"Who said football players were not brilliant ?", she laughed.

She reached her hand up and pulled me close to her, her lips pressing into mine for a soft, moist kiss. Quickly her tongue moved between my lips, caressing me softly. I placed my hand on her hip, pulling her body closer to mine, her breasts pressing into my chest. She moaned gently into my mouth in response to my pulling her body into mine. I pulled my lips from hers, my tongue gently licking her upper lip as I pulled away from her. I slide my hand down from her hip coming to rest on her upper thigh, her smooth skin like silk under my touch. She closed her eyes in response to the feel of my hand on her leg, I felt her tremble slightly for a second. I leaned in again and placed my mouth to hers, pushing my tongue into her mouth again. At the same time, I slowly slid my hand around to the inside of her thigh, pushing slowly under her skirt. She quickly opened her legs in response to my eager hands, I sensed no hestitation on her part. I pushed my hand under her skirt, between her warm smooth thighs, coming to rest against the sheer, silky fabric of her panties. I began to stroke her pussy through the thin fabric of her lingerie, my finger pressing between the lips of her pussy. I could feel her panties become damp with her fluids, her thighs clenching then releasing my hand in a rythematic pattern. She pulled her lips from mine, her lips moving to my ear, her hot breathe warming my face.

"Go inside baby, please go inside." she whispered.

I slid my fingers up the front of her panties, feeling for the waist band. Once found, I eased my fingers inside of them, slowly sliding down towards her wet opening. I slowly worked my index finger into her opening, she was soaking wet with desire. Soon I had my finger buried as deeply as I could inside of her, then gently pulling out before repeating the motion, over and over. Her breathing had already become erratic, her hips rocking on the seat of the truck.

"God that feels so good Brian. It's been so long.", she panted into my ear.

Finally I felt her hand slide down my chest, landing in my lap. Her fingers unbuttoned my jeans quickly, then lowered my zipper. She reached inside of my jeans, pulled my shorts open and wrapped her soft, small hand around my swollen cock. The feeling was initially so intense, I was afraid I would cum in her hand right away. I had to wince, my muscles tightening to fight off an orgasm. Although I managed not to cum, I had precum oozing from my cock, her fingers coating my cock as she gently jerked me off.

"Oh baby, don't cum too fast.", she urged.

"I'm ok, it just feels really good Court.", I answered, softly.

I once again tried to concentrate on my fingers, buried deep in her pussy. I eased my index finger out, finding her clit quickly, rubbing it gently. She immediately arched her back and pushed her hips forward letting a long soft moan escape her throat.

"I'm not gonna last long Brian. I need to cum really bad baby.", she said, matter of factly.

I decided I wanted to make this first time back with Courtney be more than just my fingers taking her over the edge. I pulled my hand from under her skirt quickly, she objected almost immediately.

"Heyyyyyyy, don't stop... ", she whimpered.

"It's ok Court, just sort of stand up for a second, lean again the dashboard.", I asked.

"What are you doing ?", she asked, getting off the seat, her body jammed in the tight confines of the truck interior.

I simply turned my shoulders away from her and laid back completely on the seat so that my head was now here she had been sitting. I reached up under her skirt and quickly pulled her panties down to her ankles. I reached up and pulled her thighs toward my head, she almost immediately knew what I wanted.

"Oh my God, really ?", she asked, surprised.

"Uh huh.", I quickly replied.

Courtney slowly but surely managed to straddle my head with her soft , warm thighs. She was now kneeling above me, her pussy just inches from my lips. She pulled her skirt up to her waist with one hand, her other reached between her legs and began to rub her pussy, her eyes looking directly into mine for a reaction. As much as I loved looking into her big brown eyes, I couldn't take them off of her fingers as she continued to please herself.

"You like to watch me rub my pussy baby ?", she asked, hoarsely.

"God yes Court, it's so hot.", I answered.

"I did this many nights thinking of you Brian.", she whispered back, her eyes glazed over in pleasure.

I didn't answer, I simply reached up grabbing her hips and pulling her down onto my mouth. Almost as soon as her pussy touched my lips, I pushed my tongue up inside of her with one quick thrust. She exhaled deeply as I entered her, soft moans acknowledging my efforts. With my tongue buried deep inside of her, she began to rock her hips forward and back, her clit grinding into my upper lip. The speed of her hips quickly increased as she reached down grabbing my head with both hands and pulling my face deeper into her soaked vagina. I grabbed her hips firmly and pulled her down as tightly as I could, holding her on my tongue. That's all it took.

"Fuck, Fuck, Fuck...", she wailed loudly, her hips bucking against my face.

I felt a sudden gush of fluids, much thicker than normal as she rode wave after wave of pleasure, her body contuning to spasm above me. She eased up her grip slightly, I was able to pull my tongue from inside of her, moving quickly to her clit. I began to flick my tongue rapidly across her swollen , hard clit as quickly as possible. She was on the down side of her orgasm, when her body was wracked by another just that quickly.

"Oh...Oh God, againnnnnnnnnn..., she screamed, her hands once again clutching the back of my head tightly.

She continued to moan as she rocked gently back and forth, my tongue flying across her clit. Finally unable to stand it anymore, she reached down placing her hands on my shoulders, pushing herself off of my face. She looked down, her face flushed, a huge smile of her face.

"Brian, my God, that was absolutely the best cum I have ever had.", she said, her hand stroking my face softly.

She moved back up into a standing position, allowing me to sit back up in the seat. She quickly turned and plopped back down hard in her seat, a content look on her face. I leaned over and pressed my lips to hers, easing my tongue inside of her mouth. I knew she was tasting her own cum on my lips, as she passionately kissed me back. I reached down between her legs only to find her hand already there, rubbing herself gently. I placed my hand over hers and just followed her movements, letting her know I loved to see her pleasure herself. She pulled her lips from mine, reached out placed one hand in the center of my chest and pushed me back hard against the seat. With her hand still extended outright, she lowered her face toward my still rock hard cock.

She opened her lips slightly, sucking in the head of my cock slowly. I then felt her tongue slide down the front of my swollen shaft. She wrapped her right hand around the base of my cock, beginning to stroke my cock up and down slowly. She eased her mouth off of me for a moment.

"Is this ok baby ?", she asked.

"It feels great Court.", I responded.

She once again wrapped her lips around my cock and began to suck on me, her hand stroking me into her mouth. I could feel her tongue swirling around my shaft as she continued to apply suction to throbbing cock. It took less than a minute, I knew I was past the point of no return.

"Court, baby, I'm gonna cum, watch it.", I warned.

"Mmmmmmmmm.", was all I heard.

"Baby, please....I'm gonna cum.", I groaned.

She released my cock for a quick second only, her hand jerking me off in a rapid motion.

"Go ahead baby, cummmmm.", she urged.

Just as quickly she sucked my shaft back into her mouth, her tongue swirling around the head. I felt the first blast of cum race up my cock, exploding into her soft warm mouth. It caught her by surprise, she swallowed hard, her mouth almost coming off of my cock. Her lips were barely around my swollen head as several more thick ropes of cum erupted against her lips, running down over her hand that was furiously pumping my cock. She once again regained control and opened her mouth driving my cock deep inside of her throat. Several more streams of cum raced from my cock, her greedy mouth sucking it all down. As my orgasm subsided, she continued to pump my cock, squeezing it gently, milking what was left of my orgasm, into her eager mouth. Once she sensed I was spent, she eased up her pressure and gently began to suck my softening cock, as she massaged my balls in her small soft hand. She continued to lick and kiss my shaft until my erection had completely subsided, the feeling was incredible.

She finally sat back up, hair in her eyes, her mouth glistening with my orgasm.

"Was that ok, baby ?", she asked.

"Oh my God Court, that was incredible.", I answered, stroking her cheek.

"It's my first time, I hope you enjoyed it.", she stated, her lips kissing my hand, softly.

"You were amazing Court.", I answered. minute her breathing became labored, her body started to quiver and tremble. Once again she looked at me through lust filled eyes.