After delivering the sanding supplies to the Dairy King, Sean was given the rest of day off by Mr. Catchums. He stopped by Suzie's house on the way home to let her know that he had the entire afternoon off and was hoping to spend it with her. To say that he was hoping for a little repeat of the activities of the previous evening would not be an exaggeration. He knocked on the backdoor and waited for someone to answer.
Mrs. Emery opened the backdoor and, grinning broadly, said, "If it isn't the witless wonder."
"Good day, Mrs. Emery," Sean said. He smiled politely and pantomimed tipping his hat to her.
"How's the eye?"
Wondering how long he was going to hear about that from their mothers, Sean turned a little red and answered, "Much better now, thank you."
"I wish I could say the same for Suzie's breasts. They just haven't been the same since the incident," Mrs. Emery said.
"Mother!"
Mrs. Emery ignored the outburst from behind her and said, "They seem all stiff and swollen. I recommended massaging them, but you know children — they never listen to you."
"Oh, God. I'm going to die of embarrassment," Suzie said trying to push her mother out of the door. Her mother was pretty well set and didn't budge.
Feeling trapped despite the fact that the whole outdoors was to his back, Sean said, "Uh, maybe I better go."
"Perhaps you could talk some sense into her. I'm sure that an hour or so of massaging them would cure her problem," Mrs. Emery said.
For the first time in a long time, Sean was speechless. Absolutely nothing came to mind. He stood there with his mouth opening and closing. Not even a nonsense sound or meaningless grunt managed to pass through his lips. He didn't even think of offering his services.
Suzie, on the other hand, had a lot to say. She said, "Maybe I should just have Sean massage them for an hour or two. How would you like that? I'm sure that Sean would just love to massage my breasts. I know that I would enjoy it."
"You know, that idea never crossed my mind," Mrs. Emery said rubbing her chin thoughtfully.
Somewhat off balanced by her mother's answer, Suzie said, "We can start right now if you want."
Sean swayed from side to side. The whole world faded from view as images of massaging Suzie's breasts flashed in front of his eyes. A small smile came to his face while he stared vacantly off into the distance.
Nonplussed, Mrs. Emery said, "I imagine you would want to wait until after lunch. You wouldn't want to interrupt your therapy session to have to eat."
"Are you saying that it is okay with you if Sean massages my breasts?" Suzie asked incredulously. She didn't think that her face could get much brighter red than it was. A vision of her mother watching them and making comments on technique flashed through her mind. She'd die if that were to ever happen.
"Well someone is going to have to do it. You'll have to deal with that swelling and stiffness sometime or another. I don't know how your breast ended up in his eye, but I'm pretty sure that he's partly to blame," Mrs. Emery said watching Suzie's reaction.
Suzie stood there looking at her mother speechless. Mothers weren't supposed to say things like that. She looked over at Sean wanting a little help in dealing with her mother and saw him standing there in a daze. She said, "I think Sean is about to faint."
Mrs. Emery grinned upon seeing Sean's blank face. She reached over and patted him on the cheek. She said, "Sean! Earth to Sean!"
Sean shook his head thinking that he had just experienced the weirdest daydream in history. He looked at Mrs. Emery and said, "Good day, Mrs. Emery. How are you?"
"I'm fine Sean. How are you?" she answered with a grin.
"I'm doing pretty good. I worked this morning and my boss gave me the rest of the day off," Sean answered.
"That's nice. I bet you thought you'd spend it with Suzie," Mrs. Emery said.
"That thought had crossed my mind," Sean said. He wasn't going to say what other thoughts had crossed his mind.
"I'm sure it did," Mrs. Emery said.
Horrified by the banal exchange taking place, Suzie said, "Look at what you did to him. He's got amnesia."
Mrs. Emery clicked her tongue and said, "I didn't do anything. He's just pretending that the whole conversation about massaging your breasts never took place. I think it is kind of sweet in a rather disturbing way. It makes you wonder what other thoughts run through that dirty little mind of his."
"I can assure you that there are no thoughts running through my dirty little mind," Sean said. He frowned when he realized what he had said and muttered, "That didn't come out right."
Mrs. Emery said, "Why don't you run on home and have lunch? Come back with your bathing suit. I'm sure that some time in the pool will be most enjoyable."
"A little time in the pool with Suzie does sound most enjoyable," Sean said looking over at Suzie.
"Run along now," Mrs. Emery said.
"Okay," Sean said. He stood on his tiptoes to wave to Suzie.
Suzie blew him a kiss and said, "I'll see you later, Sean."
"I can't wait to see you, Suzie," Sean replied. He would have kissed her goodbye but her mother was standing between them in the doorway. He turned and headed towards the path that ran behind the yard without thinking.
Once Sean was gone, Suzie looked at her mother and asked, "Did you have fun humiliating us like that?"
Mrs. Emery smiled at her daughter and said, "Yes."
"You could show a little remorse," Suzie said.
"Why?" Mrs. Emery asked.
Upon reaching home, his mother had pointed to the table and said, "Lunch is on the table. Eat up."
"Okay," Sean said watching his mother disappear down the hallway. She seemed to be in a hurry to get somewhere. Despite the odd behavior of his mother, Sean had a nice lunch with Lily. The BLT sandwiches and tomato soup was quite a treat.
Lily finished her meal and said, "I have to get dressed."
"Why?" Sean asked getting suspicious.
"We are going to the movies," Lily answered.
Sean frowned and said, "Nobody told me anything about going to the movies.
"You aren't going. It is just us ladies," Lily said.
Sean tried to remember what movies were playing. He looked up when his mother walked into the kitchen and burst out laughing. She was wearing a wild red wig, a scarf, and clothes that had gone out of style twenty years earlier. She was wearing bright pink blush and killer red lipstick. Sean would have bet that she was wearing green eye shadow, but it was hard to tell since her eyes were covered by a cheap pair of sunglasses. Barely able to keep his laughter under control, he asked, "What are you wearing?"
"A disguise," his mother answered. She turned in place and asked, "Do I look like me?"
"Yes," Sean answered.
"I'm not a redhead and I have a much better fashion sense than this outfit suggests," his mother said.
"Don't tell me you are going to see the new Bond film," Sean said.
"Okay, I won't tell you that," his mother said. ""We're going to a costume party."
"Do you expect me to believe that?" Sean asked.
"Yes." She turned to Lily and said, "I've got your outfit ready for you. You've got to be in disguise too. We don't want the mean old man at the, uh, costume party to recognize you."
"You are going to see that new Bond film," Sean said. Visions of getting a call from the police to pick her up from the police station started to float through his mind.
"We're going to a costume party," his mother said.
"They'll have you arrested," Sean said.
"Even if I were to go to the movie theater, they would never recognize me in this disguise," his mother said. She flipped her hair with a hand and added, "I'll be chewing gum too."
"They've got your picture on the wall at the theater with a sign that says not to allow you in for James Bond films," Sean said.
"I know," his mother said waving a hand through the air as if chasing away a fly. She pouted and said, "It isn't even a good picture of me. I look perfectly horrible in it."
Sean said, "I thought it was a remarkably good picture. It captured the inner you."
Lily asked, "Is it the one with mom sticking her tongue out?"
"Yes," Sean answered.
"I like that picture," Lily said.
"Go and get dressed."
"Yes, Mom," Lily said before leaving the kitchen.
His mother said, "You might want to drive my car over to Suzie's house in case you have to come pick us up."
Sean frowned and asked, "How will you get to the movie theater if I'm driving your car?"
"I've got a ride to the costume party," his mother answered. She looked down the hall and said, "I better check on Lily."
Sean watched his mother leave the kitchen. He wondered who would possibly give her a ride to the movie theater. The logical answer was Mrs. Emery since she usually participated in these little outings. That problem was that he was expecting to see her when he went back to have a swim with Suzie. After all of that talk about massaging breasts she was going to hover over Suzie like a vulture over a dying cow. There was no way she was going to let him near Suzie. He was still pondering the issue when the doorbell rang. His mother shouted, "Get the door."
Sean opened the door to find that he was looking straight at Mrs. Emery. She was wearing an old dress, a crazy hat, and a sweater with a rip in it. In her hand was a handbag that looked more like a suitcase than a woman's fashion accessory. Shocked by her appearance, he asked, "Is that really you?"
"Who did you think it was?" Mrs. Emery asked.
"For a second there I wasn't sure," Sean said stepping back from the door.
Pleased by his uncertainty, Mrs. Emery asked, "Do you like my disguise?"
"You look like a bag lady," Sean said.
"Thank you. I was going for the bag lady look," Mrs. Emery said entering the house.
"You got it although you might want to try looking a little dirtier," Sean said while closing the door. She was pretty clean for a bag lady. Of course, he had never seen a bag lady in his little town so his opinion wasn't based on personal observation.
Mrs. Emery replied, "You and your dirty mind. If I didn't like you so much, I wouldn't let you date Suzie. Of course, she's got a dirty mind too. Wait until you see what she's got planned for your visit this afternoon."
"What?" Sean asked.
Mrs. Emery smiled and said, "I don't know, but I know that she has high expectations. She was just too excited when I told her I wouldn't be back for three hours. She ran off shouting something about having to change the sheeps."
"Sheeps?" Sean asked with a puzzled expression on his face.
"It might have been sheets," Mrs. Emery said.
"Oh," Sean said, "Oh!"
"Where's your mother?" Mrs. Emery asked changing the subject.
"I'm here," Sean's mother answered entering the living room. Lily, dressed up like Little Orphan Annie, followed behind her.
Posing prettily, Lily said, "I'm in disguise."
"No one will know who you three are," Sean said rolling his eyes.
"I can't wait to visit the police station again," Lily said with a big grin, "Last time they gave me candy."
"Shh! He thinks we're going to a costume party," his mother said leaning down to Lily.
Glancing at the clock, Mrs. Emery said, "We better get going. The costume party starts in half an hour and it will take most of that time to get there."
Sean watched the three females head towards the door. Just before opening it, his mother said, "Wash the dishes."
"Yes, Mom," Sean said watching Lily skip out to the car. Mrs. Emery stepped through the door.
"I hope the actor who comes to the costume party as Sean Connery is better than the last one," his mother said to Mrs. Emery.
"You're not fooling anyone," Sean said.
"Did you bring the supplies?" his mother asked.
"Yes," Mrs. Emery answered. She lifted her purse and said, "It's all in here."
"You didn't!" Sean yelled.
"We'll be back in three hours," Mrs. Emery called out as the door slammed shut.
Sean returned to the kitchen to wash the dishes. As he worked, he muttered, "That's about right. It will take them half an hour to get to the movie theater. They'll get arrested and then they'll call me to bail them out. That'll eat up another half an hour. I'll have to drive there for half an hour. Then it will take an hour to get them out of jail. Then it will take some time to pick up their car and for them to drive back. That's about three hours."
He finished putting the dishes into the dishwasher. He went to his room and grabbed his wallet. He went to the drawer and looked at the money in it. He wondered how much it would cost to bail his mother out of jail. The last time had cost two hundred dollars. He grabbed five hundred from the drawer. He grabbed his swimsuit despite being convinced that he wouldn't get a chance to wear it. It was ten minutes later when he pulled in Suzie's driveway. He figured his mother was getting to the movie theater about that same time.
Excited about what she was hoping would happen; Suzie was waiting at the door. She had spent the past half hour making sure that everything was perfect for his visit. Waving him into the house, she said, "Mom went to a costume party with your mother and Lily. We've got almost three hours without our mothers around."
"No, we've got about twenty minutes," Sean said not nearly as excited as Suzie.
Suzie frowned at his lack of excitement and asked, "Why do you say that?"
"They aren't going to a costume party," Sean said finally reaching the door of the house.
A feeling of dread slowly rose in Suzie. She asked, "Where are they going?"
"They are going to the movie theater to watch the new Bond film," Sean said.
"Not again!"
"I know," Sean said following Suzie into the house.
Closing the door, Suzie said, "Dad is going to be pissed."
"These parents, they never listen to you. You just can't tell them a thing," Sean said.
"Tell me about it," Suzie said rolling her eyes.
Sean held up his swimming suit and asked, "Until they call, would you like to take a swim?"
"I've got a better idea," Suzie said while undoing a button on her blouse.
"Uh," Sean said feeling the hoard of butterflies taking flight in his stomach. Mrs. Emery's comment about changing the sheets flashed through his mind. The bathing suit dropped from his numb fingers and landed on the floor at his feet.
Suzie stepped up to him and kissed him. She stepped back and said, "We are all alone in the house."
"All alone," Sean said. He couldn't remember ever being all alone with Suzie in her house.
"There's no one to watch us, not even the dwarves or the fairies," Suzie said undoing another button of her blouse.
"No dwarves and no fairies," Sean echoed watching her fingers work the next button of her blouse. From where he was standing, it was pretty obvious that she wasn't wearing a bra.
She undid another button and said, "Do any ideas come to mind?"
"Oh, yeah," Sean said licking his lips.
She released her blouse and it fell open just enough to tease, but not enough to actually show anything. She asked, "What would you like to do?"
There were a hundred things that Sean wanted to do. Unfortunately, he couldn't decide which of them he wanted to do first. Trying to say all of them at the same time, he answered, "Glabber kliss bon bons."
"I was hoping you'd say that," Suzie said with a light little laugh. Nothing made her feel more like a woman than rendering a man incoherent.
Suzie turned her back to him and stepped away. She did a little move with her shoulders and then her blouse fell on the floor beside his swimsuit. Without saying a word, she walked away. The top half of her body was bare all of the way down to the top of her skirt. Like any normal red blooded teenage boy, Sean followed gazing upon her bare back. Suzie paused about halfway down the hallway. There was a little shake of her hips and her skirt fell to the floor leaving her naked except for her panties. She resumed her casual walk down the hallway. Like an obedient puppy, Sean followed. Much like a puppy, he kept tripping over his own feet.
Suzie reached the door to her bedroom and closed it almost completely before Sean got there. She stuck her head out and said, "You can come in when you've gotten rid of your shirt, pants, shoes, and socks."
"Yunko," Sean said fumbling for the buttons on his tee-shirt. His inability to find them confused him for a second and then he realized that there were no buttons. He pulled his shirt off and tossed it down the hall. Making the same mistake that millions of young men in his situation had made, Sean attempted to remove his pants before taking off his shoes. With his pants bunched up around his ankles, he jumped on one foot trying to remove his sneaker. When it finally fell to the floor, he hopped on the other foot trying to remove the other sneaker. One hop was off and he fell to the floor. The sneaker was quickly removed. In his mad rush, he couldn't remember when he removed his socks or where he had put them. Still sitting on the floor, he pulled his pants off.
Rising from the floor clad only in his tight white underwear, Sean was ready to charge through the door. The first two steps of his approach started out at as a charge, but he faltered before making it there. The enormity of what he was about to do swung down and hit him like a brick. He was about to make love to a girl that he really liked, maybe even loved.
The butterflies took that moment to practice dogfights in his stomach. They must have invited a bunch of friends because it was starting to get crowded in there. He had to swallow hard to keep them in his stomach. His breathing turned shallow, his hands shook, his face turned pale, and his cock lost a little of its erection. He knocked on the door and asked, "Are you ready for me?"
"Yes," Suzie answered hurriedly making minor changes to her position on the bed. She wished there was a mirror that would let her know how she looked to him. She wanted to look perfect for this once in a life experience.
Sean opened the door to her room. His eyes sought her out only stopping when he saw her lying on the bed with her arms curled above her head and her legs slightly spread. She was still wearing her panties and nothing else. Spread out on display for his visual pleasure, Sean gazed upon her thinking that he had never seen any sight more beautiful than that. In a soft voice, he said, "You're beautiful."
Suzie gazed up at Sean taking in his body. She didn't see the scrawny arms and thin legs. She saw that he was waiting for her to be comfortable with his lack of clothes. She didn't see a face that would never grace a magazine cover. She saw the wit and humor written on it. She said, "You're handsome."
"I love you," Sean said not caring that his erection was tenting his underwear and made him look ridiculous.
"Come here. Touch me, lick me, and kiss me. I want you to take me to heaven and then I will do the same for you," Suzie said. There was a low seductive tone to her voice that sent chills down his spine.
Sean was only too glad to cooperate. Rather than running to the bed, he took his time approaching it. It felt like he was going to someplace sacred. His hand trembled when he reached out and touched her. He ran his hand over her face; tracing her jaw line with a trembling finger. He ran his fingers through her hair enjoying the silky tingle left by the hair. His eyes followed his hands. He ran a finger over a blemish seeing it not as an imperfection but as a necessity to remind him that she was human.
With half closed eyes, her head leaned into his hand. Her skin started turning a light pink. Her breathing became shallow and jagged. Her mouth opened just a touch and a long low moan was emitted. Fascinated, Sean watched all of the changes. His hand swept over to trace the reddened skin, his finger raced up to softly trace out her lips. A little shiver went through her. He kissed her and got lost in the kiss.
He traced the features of her neck pausing to feel the life pulsing through her body. Her pulse was a little high. He ran a hand along the side of her neck and to the back. He rubbed the back of her neck finding that she shifted to a more relaxed position.
About the time that Sean's hands had progressed through their journey over Suzie's body to reach her breasts, the telephone started ringing. Neither one heard the phone. Suzie's brain was in the land of pleasure. Her body was tight and vibrating like a bell that's just been struck. Sean was too awestruck by what he was doing to notice anything as trivial as a telephone. His eyes drank in the magnificence that was her body.
Suzie had been getting more excited with each minute that Sean had stroked and caressed her body. Each inch of skin that he touched had taken her to a higher plane of excitement. She'd always thought that sex involved lots of kissing, grunting, and mashing of various body parts together. She had never thought about how sexually exciting touch could be. By the time Sean had reached her breasts, she was wound tighter than a clock. His mouth sucking on her nipple took her over the edge. She came.
Sean was taken completely by surprise when Suzie suddenly arched her back, screamed, and bucked. He scrambled back and looked at the contorted expression on her face. He recognized what was happening and grinned at the idea that he done that to her. His cock was hard as a rock and tenting his underwear almost painfully.
About the time that she relaxed, he noticed the telephone ringing. With Suzie out of it, he picked up the phone beside her bed and answered, "Emery residence."
"I've been calling for thirty minutes! What have you been doing?" Mrs. Emery shouted.
Sean glanced over at Suzie and didn't want to explain what he had just done. Instead, he asked, "How is the costume party?"
"We're not at a costume party," Mrs. Emery said.
"You're not?" Sean asked trying to sound surprised. He wasn't surprised to learn that.
Mrs. Emery said, "We were caught trying to sneak into the movie and now we are at the police station. Would you come pick us up?"
"I'm not sure that my girlfriend's mother would appreciate me hanging out with felons," Sean said with a grin. At hearing herself being described as his girlfriend, Suzie smiled up at him.
"Get dressed and get over here," Mrs. Emery said.
"Okay," Sean said wondering how she knew that he needed to get dressed.
"You'll need to bring three hundred dollars. Your mother says it is on the counter at home," Mrs. Emery said.
"It was only two hundred dollars the last time you two were arrested," Sean said.
"Just bring it," Mrs. Emery said before hanging up the phone.
Suzie looked up at Sean when he hung up the phone. Based on the expression on his face, she knew what had happened. Stating what was obvious, she said, "They are in jail."
"That's right," Sean said. He sighed and said, "We've got to go get them out."
"There's some swelling that needs to be taken care of before we go there," Suzie said sitting up in the bed.
"What swelling?" Sean asked stupidly. Suzie giggled and pointed at his briefs. Sean said, "Oh, I guess our moms can wait."