AN: All right, right after I finished the last chapter, I began typing this one. As stated last chapter, I wondered if this is going to be the last chapter, and once I get close to the end of this chapter, that is going to be decided. Okay, let's continue, shall we?
CHAPTER TWO
Why, oh why, did Michael decided to go to sleep right after Shelly left? Once he fell asleep, his dreams turned intensely erotic. He imagined he and Shelly having sex, intense sex, in various locations, and places that were most likely going to get them caught. They went at it like rabbits, and the thing was, it wasn't nearly enough for either of them. Michael wondered what he should do? He was going to see her at school soon enough, and that not only excited him, but there was a bit of concern in Michael.
He knew that they were going to be intimate with each other in the near future, that didn't scare him nearly as much as the fact that he kind of was scared that he might not be good enough for her. Hell, he was barely able to last during a dry grind, so how will he do when they have actual sex?
He contemplated going to his parents about his problems, but then they would want to meet Shelly, and that was not in the cards at the moment. Michael's parents would think that he had a girlfriend that he did not know about, and that would prompt them to of course ask to meet her, and how would they react to their only son having a girlfriend that was a few years older than he was? Big hint, not well most likely, at least for his mom. Dad might be proud, but mom would freak.
So, at this moment, Michael decided that until he knew where he and Shelly were as to the terms of a relationship, he wouldn't tell his mom and dad about her at all. Really, that was Michael's only move at this point in time.
Michael sighed, and closed his locker at school. He was unable to concentrate all day, due to the fact that he was thinking about Shelly the entire school day. Michael only had Algebra 2 with her, so he was not going to be able to see her any time else, and even through that class, she barely paid any attention to him. Michael contemplated asking her what was the deal, then he had the thought that he was messing with him, and playing mind games with him. He kind of felt that was the deal, and he left it alone. He didn't want to rock the boat, so to speak, so he kept quiet.
So, after school was over, and Michael was walking home, Michael felt someone walking fast to catch up with him. To his surprise and excitement, it was the object of his mind, Shelly.
"Hey there, handsome." Shelly said, walking with him.
"Hey beautiful. What's up?" Michael asked her.
"Oh, nothing really." Shelly said. Then he saw that look on her face, and Michael knew that she was up to something.
"Really?" Michael said in disbelief.
"Well, I was thinking." Shelly said.
"What were you thinking about?" Michael asked her.
"Well, I was thinking about you and me." Shelly said. "I was thinking about how we were going to have sex, and the best place to do it."
Michael nearly tripped over his own feet.
"Really!" Shelly said before Michael had the chance to question her.
"I got wet thinking about all of the sex we are going to have." Shelly said, her voice getting low. "I thought about sucking all of the cum out of your hard on. I thought about tying you up, and just having my way with you. You are going to enjoy it, I promise you."
Michael couldn't speak, then he realized that they were in front of her home.
"Well, see you later." Shelly said. Before Shelly went inside, Michael grabbed her arm.
"Wait! I need to know. Are we boyfriend and girlfriend?" Michael said. Shelly watched as it seemed that Michael closed his eyes, and braced himself for a bad response.
Instead, Shelly kissed him. "You are my man."
Michael opened her eyes in time to see her winking as she entered her home.
Smiling, Michael walked home on his own.
Okay, things seemed to have calmed down for Michael, at least. Over the course of the next week, Michael saw Shelly, and they exchange pleasantries, you know. They would say hi, and all of that. He kind of liked the feeling that he was getting from being with Shelly. It was a secret relationship that they had, because they told no one that they were together.
Michael really didn't. He knew that his parents felt that there was someone in his life, and he was not sure if, or when to tell them. Remove that 'if', he knew that he had to tell his mom and dad about Shelly, but he knew that once he did, there was going to be no turning back at that point.
So, what exactly was he going to do?
One day, Michael was sitting in his room, laying on his bed looking up at the roof. He had nothing to do, so he was just laying there. He was thinking about Shelly on and off. He was more thinking about what they were going to do once they were alone again. Was he going to be ready for what she had in store for him? Or was he going to end up finishing premature, and she dump him?
Michael's mom knocked on his door, and opened it.
"Mike?" She said, getting his attention.
"Yeah? What's up?" Michael asked her.
"Your dad and I are going to be out of town for the rest of the week, and we already went shopping, so you are going to be fine here by yourself, right?" She asked.
"Sure. I'll be fine." Michael said, giving her a smile. His mom turned to leave, but she stopped, and then turned back to face him again.
"Listen, your dad and I were wondering, do you have a girlfriend?" She asked him.
"I have female friends, but as for a girlfriend, I am not sure." Michael answered. That was the truth. Even though Shelly told him that he was her man, he had no idea where they stood as a couple.
"What do you mean, you are not sure?" She asked him, leaning against his door frame.
"A lot of girls are interesting in being friends. I want to be more than friends with some of them. There are a few girls that I have my eyes on, but I am going to wait to be sure about what I want in a relationship." Michael said.
"Don't worry, Michael. If a girl is interested in you, she will let you know." She said, giving him a smile.
"Thanks mom." Michael said, watching her leave. Now Michael wondered if what she said applied to himself and Shelly?
It was the next day, after school, and Michael and Shelly were walking home. Once Michael and Shelly got to her house, Shelly turned to Michael as to kiss him goodbye, but Michael stopped her from doing so.
"What's wrong?" Shelly asked him.
"Uh, I was wondering..." Michael said, trailing off.
"Wondering what?" Shelly said.
"My parents are out of town..." Michael said, trailing off again.
"So?" Shelly said again.
"So I am there by myself." Michael said.
"Okay." Shelly said, a smirk on her face. She knew what he was trying to ask, but she wanted to hear him say it. Michael saw that smirk, and knew she was just twisting him.
"What I am trying to say, is that if you came over, you would for example, be able to stay the night with me. If you want to." Michael said.
"Well, my mom is working tonight, so I might stop by." Shelly said.
"Okay. See you." Michael said, kissing her cheek, and walking away. Shelly smiled as she saw him walking away, knowing he felt like he blew it. Shelly liked teasing him, it made him all the more cute.
Well, his parents were gone by the time he got home, and Michael wondered if Shelly was going to show up at all. Michael tried to drop enough hints that he wanted her to come over, none of them were discreet. As the time ticked away, Michael started to think and believe that she wasn't going to show. Then...
KNOCK. KNOCK.
Michael nearly tripped over himself trying to answer his front door. He opened the door, and to his pleasure, there Shelly was, an overnight bag slung over her shoulder. Shelly gave him a quick peck, and she walked passed him, glancing at the house as she walked with him to the back where his bedroom was.
"So, here I am." Shelly said, taking a seat on his bed, sitting her bag down as she did so.
"I didn't think you were coming." Michael said, trying to contain his excitement.
"You made it clear that you wanted me to come." Shelly said, stretching, exposing her toned stomach. Michael glanced at her body, and felt as though he was about to faint.
Shelly stood up, and walked over to Michael, wrapping her arms around his neck. "I wouldn't miss the chance to have you to myself for anything."
Shelly then kissed him with passion, shoving her tongue into his mouth. Michael felt overcome with lust and want for Shelly. Just as his hands were about to roam her body, she broke the kiss.
"I think that it is time for me to change into something more comfortable." Shelly smiled. She grabbed her bag, and headed for his bathroom.
Michael sat on the bed, trying to regain his composure.
All the while Shelly was in his bathroom, Michael sat on his bed, wondering what he was going to do with not only an older girl in his house, that same woman was in his bathroom, changing into her night clothes, whatever those might be. While trying to calm his nerves, Michael began to watch a movie on his TV. Shelly soon after opened the door, and rejoined him in the bedroom.
Michael glanced over, and literally had to hold back a squeal. Shelly wore a black t-shirt, which clung to her body in a way that complimented her body completely. It was basically the only piece of clothing that she wore, besides her underwear, and it barely covered that.
Shelly laid her clothes down in an empty chair, and laid down next to Michael.
"Shelly, I was wondering something." Michael asked her.
"What?"
"I was wondering. Why are you with me?" Michael asked her. His voice had a tone to it that meant that he really wanted to know what was going on between them, and Shelly knew thta she better answer.
"I was in a few relationships, but all of those guys were only interested in my physical features. A lot of them were older guys, only interested in sex." Shelly began. "I had my eye on you for a while, though. I saw you around school, talking with other people, your friends, and whatever. I liked the way that you carried yourself, and you were intelligent and shy. Your shyness was really cute."
"Aren't I a little young for you?" Michael said.
"You aren't too young." Shelly said. "Guys like you will try harder to impress girls like me, and that is what a woman wants. A woman wants a man that treats her right, and knows all of her faults, then loves her anyway. What they look like and how old they are doesn't matter if those conditions are met."
Michael nodded, and leaned over and kissed Shelly on the lips. Michael tried to break the kiss, but Shelly hung on for a little more than he anticipated. Michael soon found himself pinned to the bed with Shelly on top of him.
Michael flipped her over, and pinned her to the bed.
"Whoa, when did you get bold?" Shelly asked him, a smirk on her face.
"New found courage." Michael answered. "I figured if we were going to be together, I better learn to get bold every now and again."
"You are really enjoying this." Shelly smiled.
"How do you know that?" Michael asked, raising his eyebrow.
"You're kind of rubbing against me." Shelly said.
Michael was going to ask her how, but then a lightbulb went off in his head. He remembered that conversation that they had earlier, and decided it was time for some payback from Shelly teasing him earlier.
"So, I take it that you like this feeling, huh?" Michael said, rubbing against her area. Shelly began to moan, grinding against him as he continued.
"You like that, huh?" Michael said, grinding even harder. Shelly looked at him, breathless, and that is when Michael knew that she was about to cum. Once she was about to, Michael pulled back, a smirk on his face.
"Why did you stop?" Shelly asked him.
"Not yet." Michael smiled, kissing her. "When I say so."
Michael clicked off the light, and laid down to go to sleep, but Shelly got the last word.
"You are going to pay for this, Michael." Shelly said.
AN: The final chapter is next.