My Home Alabama
I'm Melanie Smooter, the daughter of Pearl and Earl Smooter. My mama makes the best jam in three counties. My daddy is in love with the American Civil War and he can tell you anything about it. Including how the North should've lost. I'm their daughter, the seventeen year old girl that everybody loves, the quarterback's girlfriend, the one that isn't afraid to fight, the one that'll defend her family. I'm that girl.
I just put on a bra and a clean pair of panties when I heard the front door open. It was only six so I had assumed that it was daddy going to work. But the voice that traveled through the thin walls in the trailer was anything but my father's.
"Hey Earl, is Mel here?" Jake's thick southern accent made me smile. I ignored the rest of my clothes and pressed my ear against the door.
"Yea she's in her room Jake. Mel?"
"Yeah daddy, come in Jake." I yelled through the door. I heard the hard footfalls as Jake crossed the trailer and said thank-you to my daddy. I moved to the side of the door and let Jake open it.
He turned his head to the left and his hand closed the door behind him, his thumb pressed the lock in.
"Hey Mel," he said just loud enough for my parents to hear. "ready to go?" his smile told me that he was more than ready for them to leave and us to stay.
I smiled back, "Almost."
Jake moved over to me, his hands resting on my hips were my panties rode low. His head bent low to my ear, "I wish they weren't home."
"I know." I whispered back to him. He kissed the side of my neck and my knees went weak. He seemed to understand my feelings because his arm wrapped around my back and pulled me close to him.
"I know your body better than you know it yourself." He whispered.
"Jesus." I whispered as his tongue found my pulse point.
"No Baby, it's Jake." I would've laughed if I hadn't felt a flood of pleasure course through my body.
"Just kiss me already." I moaned. He complied.
His mouth found mine in a heart stopping kiss. With seven years of practice, we know each other's mouths, but each time we kiss it's a whole new experience. His mouth opened mine and my slick lips found their way being used and abused by Jake's lips and teeth. I forgot how many times I moaned before his tongue finally penetrated my mouth.
"Mel? Jake?" My mama's voice because increasingly closer as she spoke. Jake pulled away and grabbed my shirt that I laid out on the bed. I reached for my jeans and we both dressed me. I went to my dresser and started brushing my hair while Jake laid back on my bed and started talking about the football game tonight.
My bedroom door opened and my mama walked in, "I called you guys." The two of us looked at each other.
"We didn't hear you, mama. Sorry." I said. I was used to lying by now. I'd always stolen catfish, blown up banks, tipped cows, ruined tractors… you name it I've done it – with Jake.
"It's okay. Um are you two leaving for school soon?" She asked me.
"Yes ma'am, we're leaving right now." Jake spoke up. He jumped off the bed and grabbed my bookbag and my hand, he led me down the hallway and out of the door where his old red truck was parked.
By the time we were driving towards the school on a deserted road my eyes had gone back to normal, the flush in my cheeks was gone and I was breathing evenly.
"Never do that!" I yelled at him. I was sitting on the middle seat, his right arm draped around my shoulders.
"Do what? Kiss you?" he murmered as we slowed for a stop sign. He kissed me quickly before I spoke again.
"No, I want you to do that… a lot of that." I said, "We almost had sex in my house!" I yelled.
"No we didn't."
"Well I was well on my way, Jake."
"On your way to what?" He smiled.
"You know what."
"Oh no, I don't."
"On my way to, like, raping you!"
"It wouldn't of been rape baby, believe me."
"So you were too."
He glanced at me sideways, "I'll tell you after the game tonight."