Part 8: A TASTE OF HONEY
1985
Greenwich, CT
Sean parked across the street from the entrance of the library. He figured the best way to find out if Elana was there was to look for her car, so he scanned the street for a black Corvette convertible, but unfortunately he did not see it. After looking for 10 minutes, he reasoned that she was not there and contemplated going to her house. He sat up against his car and thought about what he'd do next trying to figure out where she might be. Suddenly out of the corner of his eye he saw a teenager crossing the parking lot sporting orange, spiked hair, black makeup and red stretch pants wearing a bright lime sweater. "Clown." he thought, but as he looked at her he noticed a silver colored Mercedes with the license plate "POWERS" engraved on it. His heart rushed as he thought it might be Elana's mother or father at the library, but he dismissed that notion knowing that Elana had driven the vehicle there herself.
Quickly, he sprinted across the street avoiding traffic and entered the library. He slowly walked in, and it was as if everything around him came to a halt. No one else existed and no sounds permeated his ears; only the beat of his heart lingered as he followed it to the place where Elana always went to study. Once he found the spot, there was only a stack of accounting books, but no other signs of her. He walked past the table and went down a corridor of catalogued books. Then he heard someone behind him. When he turned around, he saw her seat herself at the table that he had just passed. She was lovelier than when he saw her last. She wore a sleeveless, cream-colored, pastel-flowered dress with spaghetti straps that hugged her young body exposing the fullness of her breasts and lingering several inches above her knees. As she crossed her coppertone legs, he noticed how her soft, smooth calf muscles flexed and molded perfectly at her ankle, which was encircled by a gold ankle bracelet and joined her freshly manicured feet that rested in a block heel sandal. Her hair had grown since he last saw her, but instead of the blunt cut she wore, she now had straw curls arranged in a carefree manner. Sean was dumbfounded by how much she changed in these few months and feeling his groin begin to throb, he realized that he needed to gain his composure, so he turned toward the bookcase and took deep breaths to calm the longing within him.
Seconds later, he turned to walk toward her, but he hesitated seeing another young man had seated himself across the table from her. Sean couldn't make out what he was saying, but he knew that the guy was trying to get a date with her. The young man was tall, with flawless skin and well dressed with a close haircut and a big bright smile. Sean recognized him as Roy Gregg. He was the one all the girls in high school would drool over. He had an uncanny resemblance to Blair Underwood, and Roy used that asset for all it was worth. Sean could feel anger rise in his chest as he watched Roy take Elana's hand and try to talk her into something. Fortunately, she resisted all of his tactics. Finally, after several minutes of coaxing and subsequent rejections, Roy got up, shrugged his shoulders, winked at her and went on his way. Not wanting to waste any more time, Sean slowly walked toward Elana and stood behind her. Being so intent in her studies she never noticed him coming.
Sean leaned on the back of her chair and positioned his head near her ear then whispered, "Now if that guy couldn't get to first base with you I might as well forget it, huh."
Elana jumped, startled by the suddenness of the approach, but after realizing who it was she sprung from her chair and flung her arms around his neck, hugging him tightly.
"SEAN!!! OH GOD!!! I'M SO HAPPY TO SEE YOU!! I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU'RE HERE!!!"
Sean wrapped his arms around her waist reveling in her touch and the sweet scent that she emitted.
"What's a guy gotta do to get a date with a pretty girl around here?" He asked.
By now everyone in the library was staring at them. The librarian was disgusted at the sight of them and hurried over pushing up her glasses and swinging her arms widely on both sides.
"Excuse me! Excuse me!" She said in a quiet, but stern tone. "Excuse me Ms. Powers, but this is a public library and we can not have such outburst and public displays of affection here. You need to take this somewhere else."
"I'm sorry..." Elana said quickly.
"Elana, you don't need to apologize to her. We aren't causing any problems. Ms. Fulright, you've known us since we were kids, so why do you have to speak to her like that..." Sean was irritated with the woman because on numerous occasions people came in the library and had brief episodes of being loud and obnoxious, but Ms. Fulright never said anything as long at it was brief, which was exactly what had happened between him and Elana.
"You're right Mr. Logan. I guess I was just surprised, but please do not disturb the patrons any more. You two are making a spectacle of yourselves." She turned on her heels and walked back to the information counter. She hated having to back down, but after speaking with Sean she remembered that his father had donated a large sum of money to the library several years ago that helped to acquire new technology to upgrade the business information section of the branch.
Sean returned his attention back to Elana. "Can we get outta here?"
"Yes, I'll have to put these books in my car."
Elana gathered up her things and Sean escorted her out of the library, both smiling and waving at Ms. Fulright on their way out.
Elana, locked her books in the Mercedes and Sean took her hand as they ran across the street to his car avoiding traffic. He opened the door for her, closed it and went to the driver's side and got in himself.
"So where are we going?" Sean asked looking at Elana with a big grin on his face and almost ready to jump out of his shoes he was so happy.
"I have no idea, it's getting kind of late and the library closes at 11 o'clock, so I should be home by 11:30 at least. Why don't you pick out a place, anywhere, it doesn't matter, just drive."
Sean started up the engine and drove to look out point where they could see the city across the bridge. Elana was delighted that Sean had brought her here because she often would drive up there with her girlfriends and talk about the big plans they had for the future. She also knew it as make out point and looked forward to a make out session with Sean, knowing that's why he'd brought her there.
"My dad would kill me if he knew I was up here with you." She said.
"I think he'd kill me first, then maybe ask you questions afterwards before he killed you."
"Humph, Don't bet on it."
"Yeah" he sad, laughing under his breath. He looked over at Elana and saw her eyes sparkling from the remaining sunrays that shot across the sky. The sun was just about to set leaving the skyline in a ribbon of colors. He didn't know what to say next, and he doubted that he should have brought her up to the point, but he dismissed his apprehensions and blurted something out ...
"It's so beautiful up here at night. Sometimes when I was younger I would walk up here and sit to watch the sun go down. I always admired the different colors in the sky." He looked out at the horizon watching the final glimpses of color disappear into the darkness.
"Anybody else ever come up here with you?" Elana asked, curious as to how many other girls he may have brought up here to chat with about the colors in the sky.
"Just you, lollypop, so this is the first time I haven't been here alone"
"Why do you persist in calling me lollypop, Sean?" She never understood why he always called her by that name and remembered that it had started in 8th grade.
"Because, remember in junior high how you use to eat a lollypop before every test and before the test grades came out. You used to say that it helped you to calm down or concentrate on what you were about to do or on what was about to happen. I don't think you realized it, but sometimes you would eat 3 or 4 of those things a day. So, naturally I associated you with a lollypop because every time I saw you, you had one in your mouth. And as I think of it, the last time we were in school together you were still eating lollypops." They laughed together over the memory and began listing other things that they knew about each other.
"Well, we certainly know almost everything about each other that's for sure." Elana mused.
"Yeah, I guess we do."
Elana couldn't help but notice Sean's square jaw-line and lightly tanned face that hinted at a growing beard and mustache. His curly brown hair was combed off his forehead and hung slightly below his neck, indicating a needed hair cut. Her eyes filtered down to his chiseled chest and alluringly, muscular arms, which filled out his white T-shirt, making it a perfect match with his snug-fitting jeans that showed off the large muscles in his thighs and calves. Wanting to be in his arms Elana realized that Sean was not going to make a move on her unless she gave him a sign, so she leaned in closer looking up at him with her big brown eyes and whispered, "There is one thing, we don't know about each other..."
"Really, now, and what is that?" Sean grinned at her knowing where she was taking the conversation.
"We don't know what it's like to make out with each other. So I suggest that we find out before its time for me to go home. She sat staring at him waiting for his reaction.
Not needing any further prompting, Sean placed his arm around her shoulders and pulled her lips to his. For the first few minutes they shared several gentle kisses softly pressing their lips together. But wanting more of her, Sean parted her lips and glided his tongue into her warm moist mouth. As their tongues intertwined for several more minutes, Elana felt herself longing to be nearer to him so she put her arms around his neck and pressed herself closer to him as she began to massage his scalp causing their kisses to become deeper and deeper. With the softness of her breast against his chest, Sean could feel himself getting aroused and he put his arms around her waist and gently guided her down on the seat while he positioned himself on top of her. By now Elana was quietly releasing involuntary moans of desire as their interlocking became more passionate. Sean felt that he was going to explode from the pleasure he was feeling from this young girl whom he had professed to love when she wrapped he legs around him. He parted from her slightly swollen lips and began a soft slow trail of kisses down from her chin, to her neck, and then across her chest while simultaneously massaging the right side of her silky smooth thigh. She felt his hands gliding up her dress and resting on her hip. Then he slipped through her lace underwear and cupped her derriere in his large hand where he began to move her body in unison with his own. She could feel the strength of his masculinity on her upper left thigh as he moved her body beneath him.
Sean was now operating on pure instinct as he began to slowly slip the strap of the dress down her arm. He placed his hand behind her back and pushed her chest forward as he planted long soft kisses at the fringes of her dress, slowly nudging it down to reveal more and more of her enticing upper body. He couldn't wait to come to the pinnacle of her femininity and he was almost there, 'Just a few more centimeters before I uncover my prize' He thought to himself. Elana could feel her womb begin to throb with anticipation as she realized that Sean had unbuckled his belt and was now unzipping his jeans, and it awakened her to what was about to happen.
1985
Greenwich, CT
Sean parked across the street from the entrance of the library. He figured the best way to find out if Elana was there was to look for her car, so he scanned the street for a black Corvette convertible, but unfortunately he did not see it. After looking for 10 minutes, he reasoned that she was not there and contemplated going to her house. He sat up against his car and thought about what he'd do next trying to figure out where she might be. Suddenly out of the corner of his eye he saw a teenager crossing the parking lot sporting orange, spiked hair, black makeup and red stretch pants wearing a bright lime sweater. "Clown." he thought, but as he looked at her he noticed a silver colored Mercedes with the license plate "POWERS" engraved on it. His heart rushed as he thought it might be Elana's mother or father at the library, but he dismissed that notion knowing that Elana had driven the vehicle there herself.
Quickly, he sprinted across the street avoiding traffic and entered the library. He slowly walked in, and it was as if everything around him came to a halt. No one else existed and no sounds permeated his ears; only the beat of his heart lingered as he followed it to the place where Elana always went to study. Once he found the spot, there was only a stack of accounting books, but no other signs of her. He walked past the table and went down a corridor of catalogued books. Then he heard someone behind him. When he turned around, he saw her seat herself at the table that he had just passed. She was lovelier than when he saw her last. She wore a sleeveless, cream-colored, pastel-flowered dress with spaghetti straps that hugged her young body exposing the fullness of her breasts and lingering several inches above her knees. As she crossed her coppertone legs, he noticed how her soft, smooth calf muscles flexed and molded perfectly at her ankle, which was encircled by a gold ankle bracelet and joined her freshly manicured feet that rested in a block heel sandal. Her hair had grown since he last saw her, but instead of the blunt cut she wore, she now had straw curls arranged in a carefree manner. Sean was dumbfounded by how much she changed in these few months and feeling his groin begin to throb, he realized that he needed to gain his composure, so he turned toward the bookcase and took deep breaths to calm the longing within him.
Seconds later, he turned to walk toward her, but he hesitated seeing another young man had seated himself across the table from her. Sean couldn't make out what he was saying, but he knew that the guy was trying to get a date with her. The young man was tall, with flawless skin and well dressed with a close haircut and a big bright smile. Sean recognized him as Roy Gregg. He was the one all the girls in high school would drool over. He had an uncanny resemblance to Blair Underwood, and Roy used that asset for all it was worth. Sean could feel anger rise in his chest as he watched Roy take Elana's hand and try to talk her into something. Fortunately, she resisted all of his tactics. Finally, after several minutes of coaxing and subsequent rejections, Roy got up, shrugged his shoulders, winked at her and went on his way. Not wanting to waste any more time, Sean slowly walked toward Elana and stood behind her. Being so intent in her studies she never noticed him coming.
Sean leaned on the back of her chair and positioned his head near her ear then whispered, "Now if that guy couldn't get to first base with you I might as well forget it, huh."
Elana jumped, startled by the suddenness of the approach, but after realizing who it was she sprung from her chair and flung her arms around his neck, hugging him tightly.
"SEAN!!! OH GOD!!! I'M SO HAPPY TO SEE YOU!! I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU'RE HERE!!!"
Sean wrapped his arms around her waist reveling in her touch and the sweet scent that she emitted.
"What's a guy gotta do to get a date with a pretty girl around here?" He asked.
By now everyone in the library was staring at them. The librarian was disgusted at the sight of them and hurried over pushing up her glasses and swinging her arms widely on both sides.
"Excuse me! Excuse me!" She said in a quiet, but stern tone. "Excuse me Ms. Powers, but this is a public library and we can not have such outburst and public displays of affection here. You need to take this somewhere else."
"I'm sorry..." Elana said quickly.
"Elana, you don't need to apologize to her. We aren't causing any problems. Ms. Fulright, you've known us since we were kids, so why do you have to speak to her like that..." Sean was irritated with the woman because on numerous occasions people came in the library and had brief episodes of being loud and obnoxious, but Ms. Fulright never said anything as long at it was brief, which was exactly what had happened between him and Elana.
"You're right Mr. Logan. I guess I was just surprised, but please do not disturb the patrons any more. You two are making a spectacle of yourselves." She turned on her heels and walked back to the information counter. She hated having to back down, but after speaking with Sean she remembered that his father had donated a large sum of money to the library several years ago that helped to acquire new technology to upgrade the business information section of the branch.
Sean returned his attention back to Elana. "Can we get outta here?"
"Yes, I'll have to put these books in my car."
Elana gathered up her things and Sean escorted her out of the library, both smiling and waving at Ms. Fulright on their way out.
Elana, locked her books in the Mercedes and Sean took her hand as they ran across the street to his car avoiding traffic. He opened the door for her, closed it and went to the driver's side and got in himself.
"So where are we going?" Sean asked looking at Elana with a big grin on his face and almost ready to jump out of his shoes he was so happy.
"I have no idea, it's getting kind of late and the library closes at 11 o'clock, so I should be home by 11:30 at least. Why don't you pick out a place, anywhere, it doesn't matter, just drive."
Sean started up the engine and drove to look out point where they could see the city across the bridge. Elana was delighted that Sean had brought her here because she often would drive up there with her girlfriends and talk about the big plans they had for the future. She also knew it as make out point and looked forward to a make out session with Sean, knowing that's why he'd brought her there.
"My dad would kill me if he knew I was up here with you." She said.
"I think he'd kill me first, then maybe ask you questions afterwards before he killed you."
"Humph, Don't bet on it."
"Yeah" he sad, laughing under his breath. He looked over at Elana and saw her eyes sparkling from the remaining sunrays that shot across the sky. The sun was just about to set leaving the skyline in a ribbon of colors. He didn't know what to say next, and he doubted that he should have brought her up to the point, but he dismissed his apprehensions and blurted something out ...
"It's so beautiful up here at night. Sometimes when I was younger I would walk up here and sit to watch the sun go down. I always admired the different colors in the sky." He looked out at the horizon watching the final glimpses of color disappear into the darkness.
"Anybody else ever come up here with you?" Elana asked, curious as to how many other girls he may have brought up here to chat with about the colors in the sky.
"Just you, lollypop, so this is the first time I haven't been here alone"
"Why do you persist in calling me lollypop, Sean?" She never understood why he always called her by that name and remembered that it had started in 8th grade.
"Because, remember in junior high how you use to eat a lollypop before every test and before the test grades came out. You used to say that it helped you to calm down or concentrate on what you were about to do or on what was about to happen. I don't think you realized it, but sometimes you would eat 3 or 4 of those things a day. So, naturally I associated you with a lollypop because every time I saw you, you had one in your mouth. And as I think of it, the last time we were in school together you were still eating lollypops." They laughed together over the memory and began listing other things that they knew about each other.
"Well, we certainly know almost everything about each other that's for sure." Elana mused.
"Yeah, I guess we do."
Elana couldn't help but notice Sean's square jaw-line and lightly tanned face that hinted at a growing beard and mustache. His curly brown hair was combed off his forehead and hung slightly below his neck, indicating a needed hair cut. Her eyes filtered down to his chiseled chest and alluringly, muscular arms, which filled out his white T-shirt, making it a perfect match with his snug-fitting jeans that showed off the large muscles in his thighs and calves. Wanting to be in his arms Elana realized that Sean was not going to make a move on her unless she gave him a sign, so she leaned in closer looking up at him with her big brown eyes and whispered, "There is one thing, we don't know about each other..."
"Really, now, and what is that?" Sean grinned at her knowing where she was taking the conversation.
"We don't know what it's like to make out with each other. So I suggest that we find out before its time for me to go home. She sat staring at him waiting for his reaction.
Not needing any further prompting, Sean placed his arm around her shoulders and pulled her lips to his. For the first few minutes they shared several gentle kisses softly pressing their lips together. But wanting more of her, Sean parted her lips and glided his tongue into her warm moist mouth. As their tongues intertwined for several more minutes, Elana felt herself longing to be nearer to him so she put her arms around his neck and pressed herself closer to him as she began to massage his scalp causing their kisses to become deeper and deeper. With the softness of her breast against his chest, Sean could feel himself getting aroused and he put his arms around her waist and gently guided her down on the seat while he positioned himself on top of her. By now Elana was quietly releasing involuntary moans of desire as their interlocking became more passionate. Sean felt that he was going to explode from the pleasure he was feeling from this young girl whom he had professed to love when she wrapped he legs around him. He parted from her slightly swollen lips and began a soft slow trail of kisses down from her chin, to her neck, and then across her chest while simultaneously massaging the right side of her silky smooth thigh. She felt his hands gliding up her dress and resting on her hip. Then he slipped through her lace underwear and cupped her derriere in his large hand where he began to move her body in unison with his own. She could feel the strength of his masculinity on her upper left thigh as he moved her body beneath him.
Sean was now operating on pure instinct as he began to slowly slip the strap of the dress down her arm. He placed his hand behind her back and pushed her chest forward as he planted long soft kisses at the fringes of her dress, slowly nudging it down to reveal more and more of her enticing upper body. He couldn't wait to come to the pinnacle of her femininity and he was almost there, 'Just a few more centimeters before I uncover my prize' He thought to himself. Elana could feel her womb begin to throb with anticipation as she realized that Sean had unbuckled his belt and was now unzipping his jeans, and it awakened her to what was about to happen.