You had been riding bikes in front of my house for as long as I can remember. I still remember the day you took off the training wheels and immediately crashed into my front lawn. I was out mowing and rushed over to help you up, took you to the porch and cleaned your scraped knees and elbow. You hugged me as the tears dried on your cheek. Lucky for me I kept ice cream in the house for when my nieces visited.
I told you after that I would help you learn to ride. You made me pinky promise not to let go and I swore I never would. I ran behind you like your father should of been doing for you, but you eventually flew off down the street. The smile on your face that day was priceless. Over the years as you grew up you still rode past my house. If I was outside you would stop and tell me about life, school, music, movies, just casual friendly conversation. As you got older I found it obvious that you were riding by more frequently. Your shorts a bit shorter, your tops a bit tighter. You had grown into a sexy little teen and yet you still asked for ice cream when you came over. I won’t deny watching your tongue swirl into the cream was not something I would dream about later.
Today was stinking hot, I had just pulled my shirt off to wipe the sweat from my brow to see you straddling your bike smiling at me. I had no idea how long you had been watching me but your eyes were on my chest and abs as you finally looked up. Then I realized you were not just straddling the bike as I was walking over to say hi, your little skirt was not covering as your hips slid back and forth along the metal bar. I thought there was no chance for it to be hotter today until I witness that. You had a devilish smirk as you didn’t hide your own aroused state. “So hot today, figured what better place to be than here for some ice cream.” I nod and invite you inside as I watch you walk over to the fridge and get it out yourself. I just lean against the counter with a smug grin as you reach up to get bowls. What was going on with you today? “Do you have any candles?” Then it hit me, you were 18 today. “Oh how could I forget Happy Birthday, the big 18! I bet you have all kinds of plans set up with your friends tonight huh?” I went in my junk drawer and scrounged around only to find two.
I push one down into the bowl you made for yourself and lit it. “Nope, no plans with them, had something else I wished for.” You very seductively blew it out then traced your tongue around the candle to gather some of the cream. Damn you were worked up today for sure. “Oh ha ha well what did you wish for?” I watched you set the bowl down and step up to me “I was hoping you would teach me to ride?” For a fraction of a second it did not register till you swiped your finger in my ice cream and sucked it from my finger. Then you took the bowl from my hand and set it on the counter. Pressing to me your leg sliding between mine, your hands on my chest, you leaned up to kiss me. Cool soft lips pressed as I felt your body brush against mine. “Teach me to ride!” You hopped up and wrapped your legs around me, all I could do is kiss you back. “Just promise you won’t let go…….”
Exploring Desires 