Leaving Christy's House

I was heading out when Christy came out dressed in her little white church dress. I had to admit she actually cleaned up nicely and looked like a presentable young lady in her knee-length dress compared to the party girl I had come to know these past few weeks. Her blonde hair fell in soft waves framing her face and highlighting her bright blue eyes as she stepped into the hallway.

“Well don't you look nice.” I smiled as I put a hand on my hip and gave her a look over. The dress was white and came down to her knees and fit over her body loose enough not not hug her body but still showed off her curves. A boat neckline showed off her collar bones and a bit of chest and the short sleeves showed off her long arms. If I did not know better I would say she was the perfect little church girl.

“Why thank you.” She smiled and did a little twirl causing the dress to rise just a little to show a bit of leg. The hem of her dress fluttered upward revealing a glimpse of her toned thighs as she spun gracefully on her toes. Her hair fanning out as she spun catching the light and falling slowly back into place.

“What are you doing with moms computer?” She glanced down under my arm as she closed her bedroom door and the soft click echoed through the hallway. Her eyes locked onto the laptop and she raised an eyebrow as she checked her phone. Her fingers tapped the screen rapidly and her eyes darted between the device and my face. She pulled her purse onto her shoulder with her other hand and gave it a shrug. Her glossy lips parted slightly and her tongue darted out to wet them as she concentrated on the message she was typing.

“I helped her get it working so she could download her work stuff off and she said I could have it. Unless you want it after I clean it off and reinstall the operating system.” I gave her a smile and held up the lap top under my arm as my fingers drummed against the hard case.

“Pass. I be to worried what I would find on it but you might enjoy it.” Christy teased and gave me a sly smile and winked at me as she put her phone away in her purse.

She had no idea how right she was as it had contained videos of her moms having hot sex that made me smile just thinking about it. A small part of me hoped there was at least more then one video left. My fingers tightened slightly around the laptop as I shifted it under my arm as I recalled the images. The vivid memories of her moms' passionate encounters flashed through my mind causing a warm flush to spread across my skin.

“So you get the hole fixed?” She said walking over down the hall. Her hips swaying softly as the dress whispered around her legs softly. The fabric of her dress shifted with each step and clung briefly before falling loose again around her legs.

“Yep. You shouldn't have any more little furry friends visiting you in the bathroom.” I shook my head. Least not in their but that was not to say more wouldn't show up later.

“Thank you.” She said as she walked over and gave me a kiss on the cheek as she brushed against me. The softness of her lips pressing against my cheek as her breath ghosted over my skin as she leaned in. Her fingers skimmed lightly down my arm and she smiled as her fingers lightly encircled it. “Walk me out?” Her hand lingered on my bicep and she looked up at me with her blue eyes as she smiled.

“If you like.” I shrugged and she took my arm as her fingers curled around my bicep and I could feel the warmth of her hand on my skin. Her grip tightened slightly as we began to walk and I could feel the gentle pressure of her fingertips on my skin.

“Your still picturing me naked aren't you.” She said with a playful smile as she leaned in and her breasts brushed against my arm. She bit her lower lip gently and her free hand toyed with the neckline of her dress drawing my gaze to the soft swell of her breasts. The gentle rise and fall of her breasts caught my attention and I found myself struggling to maintain eye contact as my gaze was drawn to the enticing movement.

“Well I am now. Thanks.” I gave her a playful smirk and bumped her hip with mine and she tightened her hold. The warmth of her body radiated through the thin material of her dress as she pressed closer.

“Your welcome.” She giggled and her tongue darted out to wet her lips. Her fingers reaching up brush her bangs from her face. Her eyes glinted with mischief as she watched my reaction and her smile widened slightly.

“If you get a chance later text me Mrs. Mona's number she wanted to ask my mom about letting a dress out.” I looked over and smiled as I was sure mom would say yes without question.

“Okay. You know if your mom is looking for a job after you go off to college Momma Mona might be hiring.” Christy said as she began to play with her hair.

“I will keep that in mind. Least it keep her from killing dad. You are not worried about your moms when you leave are you.” I had no clue what they would do really once we were all out of the house. Ginny had one more year of university and was rarely home while I planned to got off to college and would only be back during holidays. The thought of leaving home brought a mix of emotions and I could feel a tightness in my chest as I contemplated the changes ahead.

“No. They have work and are probably eager for me to leave so they can streak through the house naked and have sex in every room with out worrying about me walking in.” Christy Smirked as we passed through the kitchen.

The image of her two hot moms running around the house popped into my head. I imagined their bare bodies moving freely through each room and pictured them enjoying themselves without any restraint. The mental image was vivid and stayed with me for a moment.

“That is if I even get in.” Christy smirked. While I wouldn't call Christy dumb as she was actually wiser then many of our class mates she wasn't book smart. Her eyes narrowed slightly and her lips pressed into a thin line as her expression turned pensive. Her fingers drummed against her thigh and her brow furrowed as she fell silent for a moment.

“If you need help all you have to do is ask.” I smiled at her. I wrapped my arm around her shoulders and pulled her into a side hug as best as i could with the can of spray foam in my hand as we walked.

“Thanks.” She gave me a little nod. “Can I ask why do you not go to church with Allison?” She gave me a look and raised her eye brow as we walked arm and arm. Her delicate fingers gently gripped my forearm as we strolled side by side and her eyes locked onto mine with a curious expression as she leaned in slightly to hear my response.

“I am sure I will eventually once she can keep her hands off of me for more then ten minutes. We have been together for only two weeks now and her dad does not think very highly of me.” I joked and let out a little laugh. Generally I avoided her house when he was around. My shoulders tensed involuntarily and my jaw clenched slightly as I thought about Allison's disapproving father.

“Fair enough. I suppose she does need time to ask for forgiveness for all those terrible things she does to you. I do not know how you put up with her personally.” Christy shook her head playfully as we headed down the stairs. I couldn't help but glance over as her breasts bounced within the confines of her dress. Her full breasts rub against my arm enticingly with each movement as they strained against the white fabric of her dress. The soft curves of her breasts were accentuated by the dress as it snugly hugged her full rounded mounds straining against the soft fabric. Her large breasts bounced and jiggled enticingly with each step causing the dress to stretch taut across her chest.

“Yep it's pure hell but I manage some how.” I said with a deep sigh and slouched my shoulders as I tried my best not to smile but my lips twitched upwards betraying my amusement as I fought to maintain a serious expression. My eyebrows raised involuntarily as I glanced at Christy gauging her reaction to my feigned distress.

Chisty shook her head and rolled her eyes at me. “Just look out now because Brit is now single and has a bit of crush on you and might want to fuck your brains out.” She said making a crass joke as the tip of her tongue pressed briefly against her teeth as she tilted her head with playful exaggeration.

“I am aware.” I said with a deep sigh as I drummed my fingers against the lap top under my arm. “You think I could set her up with Josh?” I joked as I raised an eyebrow at Christy waiting to see how she'd react to the idea. My lips curled into a mischievous grin as I watched her face intently.

“I would never do that to him. She would kill the poor boy.” Christy through me a look as she smirked at me. Her playful grin widened slightly as she tilted her head toward me causing a strand of hair to fall across her cheek softly.

“Least he die happy.” I joked since Brit would probably fuck him to ****. My shoulders shook with silent laughter as I shopok my head at the absurd thought.

“Probably.” Christy giggled ass she shook her head at me. Her eyes sparkled with amusement as she playfully nudged my shoulder with her own

“Can I ask? Why do the jocks call him beer can?” She raised an eyebrow.

“Oh god I am not answering that.” I shook my head and my face flushed red with embarrassment as I tried to avoid the topic.

“Oh come on.” Christy gave me a little bump with her shoulder and her grip tightened on my arm pulling me closer as we walked her body heat radiating through the thin fabric of her dress. Her lips formed an exaggerated pout and her eyes widened as she batted her eyelashes in an over-the-top attempt at persuasion.

“I have never seen it but supposedly its a joke about his penis being short and thick. Do not ask me if its true but he hates the nickname. Thankfully I do not take Gym”

“Maybe I will ask him about it.” Christy grinned as we entered the kitchen and twirled one of her blond hairs around her finger playfully.

“Please don't the guy gets enough crap as it is.” I shook my head not wanting to embarrass the guy.

“Why do they not pick on you?” Christy bit her lip.

“I wouldn't say I am friends with any of them and there are a few I dislike but I have been to more games taking pictures then even our school mascot.” I replied with a shrug as I would not call any of them my friends really. To many I was just the guy on the sidelines with a camera.

“I think it was a long con of yours to get to Alice personally.” Christy bumped me with her hip playfully as we walked.

“Only took me four year but well worth the effort so I am not complaining.” I smiled and gave a little shrug as I thought about what freshman me would think about it.

Christy let go of my arm and opened the front door for me as we headed outside to our cars. The sun hit my eyes as I squinted adjusting to the brightness outside and I turned my head. The breeze rustled through the trees sending leaves dancing across the driveway as birds chirped their morning songs perched on nearby branches. Christy descended the porch steps her church dress swishing around her legs as she moved. She paused on the walkway glancing back at me as her hair fluttered in the breeze framing her face.