Sean lay on the floor looking up at the very beautiful and completely naked Suzie. She was seated astride his chest with her breasts lowered to his mouth. He had no idea how he had gotten there. There had been a short little walk from the kitchen, a couple of kisses, and then he was suddenly on the floor naked. Of course, he didn't really care how he had gotten there.
He was at heaven and just minutes from entering the pearly gates. Every part of his body was in perfect working condition except his mouth. Random sounds emerged from his mouth periodically, "Ik lik kak."
Suzie wasn't exactly sure of what he was saying and she didn't really care. It had been Sean's idea to see if he could use his magic to drive her wild. He had commanded some small pieces of silk to arouse her. They were floating around exciting her body with exquisite teasing touches. This had the consequence of putting her brain in a rather stupid state nearly equal to that held by Sean. She answered the best that she could, "Big badda big."
"Big badda big dig," Sean said lifting his head up to suck on her breast. In just a few minutes they were going to be doing it. His whole body shivered in anticipation.
Their conversation, however witty it might have been, was immediately cutoff when the backdoor slammed open. There was the sound of a low growl and then the noise of the door getting slammed closed. They both jumped and looked at the entrance to the living room with terrified expressions on their faces. Sean had images of butcher knives being used on his most treasured possession; which at the time was only too easily accessible for destruction.
Mrs. Emery marched into the living room grumbling, "When I catch that Leprechaun, he's going to pay me with his blood."
Sean was the first to see Mrs. Emery. His brain wasn't functioning well enough to even look for something with which to cover himself. He stared in shock at the woman. It didn't take Suzie long to scramble off of Sean leaving him looking up at Mrs. Emery from the floor completely exposed to her view.
Mrs. Emery was covered from head to toe with thick black mud. Sean had no idea where they even had dirt that black. The only clear spot was around her eyes. The mud was even in her hair. There were little muddy footprints on the floor where she had walked.
Suzie took one look at her mother and completely forgot the compromising position in which she had been caught. Shocked, she asked, "Wha..."
Glowering, Mrs. Emery held up a mud covered hand. She stood there with for a moment before she said in a tight voice, "Don't ask."
"But..."
"Don't ask," Mrs. Emery growled. She was still holding up a hand.
With both hands covering his private parts, Sean was frozen in place. He was sure that he was about to die and there was nothing he could do to save himself from the obviously angry woman. It was with more than a little relief that he watched Mrs. Emery stiffly turn and walk down the hallway. Even her back was covered with mud. There was a hand print on her bottom.
Based on the size, it looked like Liam had slapped her on the ass.
Sean whispered, "Leprechauns."
"Yeah," Suzie said.
Sean whispered, "Someone was having fun."
"It sure wasn't my mother," Suzie whispered back.
Sean looked over at Suzie taking in her naked body. She was so close and yet so far. Pleased to have survived this long, he said, "I think we should probably get dressed."
"You're probably right," Suzie said. She jumped upon hearing the bedroom door slam shut down the hallway.
"She's going to kill us when she gets back here," Sean said. He still hadn't moved from where he was lying.
Suzy wasn't paying too much attention to what Sean was saying. The little squares of silk were still floating around trying to excite Suzie. Two of them had just settled over her breasts and were lightly teasing her nipples. Simultaneously two of the cloths started running up and down her thighs; creating sensations that she didn't think were possible. She gave a little shiver and said, "You might want to call off the sex toys."
"Oh, sorry," Sean said giving the command to return the cloths to their normal state.
"Is there any way you can leave them here for later?" Suzie asked immediately missing their touch. She watched them flutter to the floor.
"I don't know," Sean said thinking about it. He wondered if he could actually command something to accept commands from someone else.
Suzie got up and searched the room for her panties. After a few minutes of frantic searching, she gave up and pulled her skirt on. She did manage to find her bra and blouse at the other end of the room. Sean managed to get dressed without much difficulty despite being distracted by the sight of Suzie getting dressed.
Fascinated by the sight of Suzie putting on her bra, Sean asked, "Should I go?"
"That might be a good idea," Suzie said hearing the sounds of the shower in use. Much to Sean's disappointment she finished buttoning up her blouse.
"I'm staying here," Sean said thinking that he didn't want Suzie to get in trouble without him there to take some of the blame.
"Thank you," Suzie said. Taking his hand in hers, she led him over to the sofa and took a seat.
Sean looked down the hallway with more than a little dread. Of course, his worries were competing with his curiosity. He said, "I wonder what happened to her."
"She's not going to tell us," Suzie said. This wasn't the first time her mother had come home from chasing the Leprechauns in such a state.
"My mother tends to encourage my curiosity except when it comes to the Leprechauns," Sean commented.
"My mother is the same way," Suzie said shaking her head.
"Do you think she is going to yell at us?" Sean asked worried about what was going to happen next. The sounds of the shower suddenly cut off.
"Probably," Suzie said shifting nervously.
Taking her hand in an attempt to comfort her, Sean said, "That's about what I figured. I'll take the blame."
Looking over at him, she had a feeling that she wouldn't be seeing him until school started.
Thinking about what had caused the sudden rush of desire that had overwhelmed her, she said,
"Thanks for the candy and the flowers."
"You're welcome," Sean said.
She was quiet for a minute and then asked, "Not that I'm complaining, but aren't you supposed to be at work?"
"I came over to tell you that I have to work tonight," Sean said apologetically. He was still wondering how they had ended up on the floor of the living room.
Suzie sighed while thinking about how close she had come to having him and what was likely to happen now. She said, "We probably wouldn't be able to go out tonight anyway after what Mom witnessed."
"Yeah, I think you're right," Sean said. He could just imagine what his mother was going to do to him. He was pretty sure that she would have him cleaning the attic during the hottest times of the day.
After a very long and quiet ten minutes in which the young couple waited anxiously, Mrs. Emery entered the living room wearing her bathrobe. She paused at the chair by the door and picked up a pair of panties. She held them up between her hands so that it was obvious what they were. Looking at them and then at Sean, she said, "I assume these are yours Sean."
"Uh," Sean said starting to sweat. He wanted to say that they weren't his, but his mouth wasn't working. He couldn't take his eyes off of the panties to save his life. It was as if they were the most fascinating things he had ever seen.
"Those are mine," Suzie said. Her cheeks were turning bright red.
"You don't have to cover for him," Mrs. Emery said. She moved the panties back and forth while watching Sean's eyes track their every movement.
"He doesn't wear women's panties," Suzie said defensively.
"Don't be silly. I wasn't accusing him of wearing panties. I know that you gave them to him as a present," Mrs. Emery said twirling them around on a finger. It looked to her like Sean was starting to get dizzy watching them.
"Uh," Suzie said wondering how she was supposed to respond. She hadn't thought of doing that, but now that her mother had mentioned it she felt that it wasn't a bad idea. It would definitely keep Sean thinking about her.
"I wonder what he's going to do with them," Mrs. Emery said with a smile. She looked up at the ceiling and tapped her chin with a finger as if deep in thought.
"Mother!"
"All kinds of nasty ideas come to mind," Mrs. Emery said with a grin. She held the panties up and wiggled them from side to side in a dancing kind of motion.
"There's not a single idea in my mind," Sean said. He was getting dizzy watching the panties. He was afraid that his ears were on fire.
Mrs. Emery said, "Isn't that cute? He can't take his eyes off of these panties."
"Uh, yeah," Suzie said thinking that it might be a good idea to agree with her mother.
Mrs. Emery tossed them to Sean and said, "It is clear to me that she wants you to have them."
"Uh," Sean answered staring at the panties crossed-eyed as they hung off his nose. It seemed to him that that whole world was suddenly moving in slow motion. It felt like it took him hours to reach up and remove the panties. The sharp pain when his hand slammed into his nose made him wonder if he had broken it.
"So are you still a virgin?" Mrs. Emery asked in a nice conversational tone of voice. It almost sounded like she was asking them if they wanted something to drink.
"Yes," Sean answered thankful there was a question that he knew how to answer.
"I was asking Suzie," Mrs. Emery said.
"Oh," Sean answered sinking down into his chair. He looked down at the panties in his hands.
"At this rate, I'm going to be a virgin until I'm thirty," Suzie said feeling more than a little irritated.
Mrs. Emery shook her head and said, "You only have four years and eleven months left on the IUD."
"IUD?" Sean asked looking over at Suzie. He frowned while trying to remember what an IUD was. He asked, "That's a birth control thing, right?"
"Yes," Suzie said. She hadn't quite gotten around to telling him that her mother had rushed her off to the doctor after that first afternoon when Sean had come over for a swim. Once the IUD had been in place, she had been allowed to wear the skimpy bathing suit.
"Wow," Sean said. "All I've got is a box of condoms in my bedroom drawer."
"Let's see. You were here. Suzie was here. Your clothes were strewn all around the room and the condoms are nowhere around here. Have I got that right?" Mrs. Emery said fixing him to his chair with a simple stare.
"Uh, yes," Sean said. As soon as the words were out of his mouth, he realized that he hadn't been thinking about the consequences of his actions. He felt about six inches tall. Of course, he still hadn't figured out how he had gone from kissing Suzie to being naked on the floor with her atop him. He remembered kissing her, some hands fumbling around with his belt, the pants dropping, and then landing on his back with her on top of him.
Shaking her head, Mrs. Emery said, "There was a reason your mother and I wouldn't let you two be alone together until after Suzie was developed enough for the IUD."
"Oh," Sean said.
"I just don't like the idea of a young woman taking the pill," Mrs. Emery said in a conversational tone of voice.
"Oh," Sean said. He hadn't ever given the matter much thought. He sat there wondering if he was supposed to be saying something. He looked over at Suzie and saw that she was just sitting there fidgeting nervously.
In a rather cheerful voice, Mrs. Emery asked, "How about the three of us having some grilled cheese sandwiches and soup?"
Taken back by the sudden change in subject, Suzie said, "Okay."
"Uh, are you sure?" Sean asked. He had fully expected to be told to leave and never come back.
"Quite sure. In fact, I insist," Mrs. Emery said with a smile.
"I probably ought to let my mother know that I'll be eating here," Sean said wondering if she was going to get them to relax a little before bringing out the knives.
Walking towards the door of the kitchen, Mrs. Emery muttered, "That poor boy is wound tighter than a thirty day clock. I'm sure that some food and a nice conversation with his girlfriend's mother will help cure that little problem."
Sean returned home feeling lucky to have escaped Suzie's house. Lunch had definitely been an educational experience. He hadn't known that the woman on top was called the cowgirl position. Blinking his eyes in disbelief, he said, "That was a weird lunch. There's nothing to improve the appetite like listening to Mrs. Emery talk about sexual positions from the Kama Sutra and fun places to have sex. I think I need some of the pink stuff to settle my stomach."
He paused to look at the backyard. The truck was still in pieces that were scattered around on the lawn. He sighed figuring that he'd never have a truck that worked. Until he got the truck working, getting alone with Suzie was virtually impossible. Depressed, he asked, "What next?"
He answered his own question, "I wouldn't be surprised if I was invited over for a little man to man chat with Mr. Emery a little later today. At least I won't live long enough to miss my truck."
Sean went into the house. As soon as the door closed behind him, his mother said, "The thumbtacks are on the counter."
"Thumbtacks?" Sean asked looking over at his mother.
"You'll want to mount your trophy on the wall," his mother said with a smile.
"Trophy?" Sean asked trying to figure out what his mother was talking about.
She nodded her head and said, "Those panties you have sticking out of your back pocket."
Looking down at the floor, Sean said, "Oh, God."
"I'd offer to wash them, but that would rather defeat the purpose of having them," his mother said.
"Huh?"
Shaking her head, his mother said, "Never mind."
"Mrs. Emery must have your number on speed dial," Sean said thinking that Mrs. Emery must have called his mother the moment he had stepped out of the house.
"She does."
"I thought so," Sean said.
Grinning, she said, "Mrs. Emery said that she really got an eyeful when she went into the living room. To tell the truth, she wasn't surprised that Suzie was going for the woman on top position. We all know who is in charge of your relationship."
Sean looked up at the ceiling and said, "Lord take me now. I want to die."
"You know, cowgirl is my favorite position. I think your father prefers doggy style though," his mother said. She tapped her pursed lips with the finger nail of her forefinger thoughtfully. After a second, she added, "Yes. That is definitely his favorite position. He's an ass man. Are you an ass man?"
"I don't want to hear this," Sean said trying to cover his ears.
"Now now. Don't be that way," his mother said.
"What way?" Sean asked.
His mother said, "I'm just trying to make you feel a little more comfortable about your emerging sexuality."
"Any more comfortable and I'd be falling asleep," Sean said wishing he could find a quick way to end this discussion. He had already had the birds and bees discussion with his father.
Effectively it was that boys were birds and girls were bees and that bees sting if you aren't careful.
"You might be surprised to learn that you aren't the first generation to discover sex. It is a natural part of growing up. Your father and I do it. Mr. and Mrs. Emery do it. The most uptight couple you'll ever encounter does it. It is everywhere," his mother said looking across the kitchen table.
"I guess," Sean said.
Gesturing to the chair across from her, she said, "Have a seat."
"I'd rather stand. It is easier to start running from a standing position," Sean said eyeing the door to the hall.
"Sit down," she commanded while pointing to the chair.
"Yes, ma'am," Sean said. He knew better than to argue when she used that particular tone of voice when issuing a command. Moving over to the table, Sean took a seat.
"You might believe that Suzie's mother and I have been playing games with you and Suzie," his mother said.
"The thought never crossed my mind," Sean said with a snort.
"We kept you and Suzie apart because we didn't want the two of you to go through the anguish we went through after we started dating our husbands. I would say that we were successful," his mother said.
"You were definitely successful in keeping us apart. I'm not so sure about the anguish part,"
Sean said.
His mother sighed and said, "I had no problems with birth control until your father and I started dating. I don't know, but none of the other men managed to get my motor running to the point where I just lost total control of myself. It was all just so ho-hum."
"Other men?" Sean asked staring at his mother. He couldn't believe that his mother was talking about having had sex with men other than his father.
"With your father, it was so easy to forget that there was supposed to be no playing in the cave without a proper raincoat."
"Playing in the cave? Proper raincoat?" he asked puzzled by her comment. It dawned on him what she meant. Looking sick to his stomach, he groaned, "Oh God!"
Ignoring the outburst, his mother said, "That first time with your father was amazing. I don't even remember how we ended up naked and doing it. All I remember is that I came so hard that my life flashed before my eyes."
"I don't need the details," Sean said waving his hands in front of him.
Ignoring him, she said, "Of course, that high was followed by a low. I spent the rest of the month terrified that I was pregnant. It was the most horrible time of my life. The next month was just as bad. It seemed like we'd get started with kissing and all thoughts of birth control disappeared. We'd be lying there afterwards all hot, sweaty, and sticky before I'd realize that neither one of us had thought of using a rubber."
"Oh," Sean said.
"I'd cry. He'd comfort me. The next thing I knew, we were going at it like bunnies," his mother said.
"No details!" Sean said covering his ears.
"We knew that you and Suzie would be just as bad. One look at the two of you together and it was obvious that your passions would just overwhelm you. She's just like her mother," his mother said.
"She is?"
"Definitely," his mother said.
"In what way?"
"She's a passionate girl," his mother answered.
"Suzie's mother? Passionate?" Sean asked. The word that came to mind when thinking of her mother was 'evil.'
"Suzie's mother and father couldn't keep their hands off of each other. They were caught having sex so many times by her parents that it became a standing joke. I remember one time when we were on a double date. We had stopped by her house to drop her off. Well, the goodnight kiss heated up to the point where pants were dropped and she was ... well, I don't need to go into the details of what she was doing," his mother said.
"Right," Sean said. His mind didn't want to venture into that territory. He was never going to be able to look Mrs. Emery in the eye again.
"You should have seen the expression on her father's face when he opened the front door," his mother said with a laugh. She said, "I wouldn't have seen it except your father had already come."
"Ugh," Sean said with a grimace.
"So what you are going through is nothing special. Well, it is special to you. It just isn't all that unique," his mother said.
"The other kids in school don't talk about things like that happening to them," Sean said.
"Like what?"
Sean said, "Uh, getting caught naked in the living room by their girlfriend's mother."
"They aren't dating a woman like Suzie," his mother said looking at him.
"That's true," Sean said.
"All the other boys are dating stupid women who don't know what they want. Suzie knows exactly what she wants and she's going to get it," his mother said.
"What does she want?" Sean asked.
"You and she's going to get you on her terms," his mother answered with a smile.
"Oh," Sean said.
"So long as you let her set the pace, you won't have a problem. She's protected from having babies so you won't have to worry about that," his mother said.
"Oh," Sean said. He frowned and said, "That won't keep Suzie's father from killing me."
"Don't worry about him. Suzie's mother has him on a short leash," his mother said.
"I never noticed a leash around his neck," Sean said. Mr. Emery was about the scariest man alive.
"Of course not. It isn't around his neck," his mother said waving a hand dismissively.
"Where is it?" Sean asked.
"Where do you think it is?" she asked with a grin.
"Oh," Sean said once he realized what his mother was saying.
His mother smiled across the table at him and said, "It was so nice having this little talk with you."
"Right," Sean said thinking that he was now irreparably damaged for life.
She made a little shooing gesture towards the door and said, "Now grab the thumbtacks and mount your trophy on your bedroom wall."
"I'm not going to mount them on the wall," Sean said.
"Ah. You're going to put them under your pillow," his mother said. She smiled and said, "Your father used to do that. You know, come to think of it ... he still does when he's away on a business trip."
Sean fled the room screaming.