Summertime Loving

Travis and Judith wandered through the mall, the weight of the bags in their hands a constant reminder of how much they'd indulged. They strolled into a quirky little gadget store, its shelves crammed with odd trinkets and futuristic devices. Judith picked up a tiny drone, turning it over in her hands as Travis smirked, watching her fascination.

"You should get that," he teased. "Imagine spying on the neighbors."

She chuckled, setting it back down. "I'd rather not."

They continued, their footsteps echoing as they passed a sports store, a bookstore, and even a small art gallery, where Judith paused, admiring a vibrant canvas. Travis stood beside her, eyes trailing from the art to her face, noticing the way her lips parted slightly in thought.

"This kind of stuff interests you?" he asked, his voice soft as if not to disturb the moment.

Judith nodded. "It's... calming. I don't know, I just like how colors speak to you, you know? Without words."

Travis hummed in agreement, though his eyes remained on her, not the art. "Yeah, I can see that."

'I honestly don't, and I'm an artist ' he thought.

They moved on, stopping at a small café to grab iced coffee, then found themselves at an arcade. Judith's eyes lit up. "Wanna give it a shot?"

Travis smirked. "Arcade games? Hell yeah."

They spent the next half hour battling on old-school fighting games, Judith managing to beat him in a few rounds, much to her delight. She celebrated with a triumphant laugh, her arm brushing against his as they stood close to each other at the machine. Travis watched her laugh, feeling a warmth spread through him that wasn't just from the competition.

"Okay, okay, you win this time," he conceded, shaking his head with a grin.

' I'll never simp again' he thought.

The day went on like that, simple but enjoyable, both of them basking in the ease of each other's company. As they exited the arcade, the sun began to set, casting a warm, golden glow through the mall's glass ceilings.

Judith looked up at the sky and sighed contentedly. "Today was perfect."

Travis glanced at her, a soft smile playing on his lips. "It was, wasn't it?"

They walked toward the mall's exit, their hands brushing again, this time neither of them pulling away.

The two headed to Judith's house, the quiet stillness inside signaling her mother was still at work, as usual. The house felt private, secluded from the outside world. Judith's mom always worked late, and on most nights, the local cops would stop by on their patrols, keeping an eye out in the neighborhood. But tonight, it was just the two of them.

As they stepped inside, Travis smirked, a spark of anticipation flickering in his chest. He knew this was the moment he'd been waiting for all day. He casually set their shopping bags down on the table, his eyes already wandering over Judith, who looked back at him with equal intensity.

"You know," he started, his voice low and suggestive as he moved closer, "I don't even feel like waiting any longer."

Before she could respond, Travis slipped behind her, his hands finding her waist, pulling her body close against his. His fingers began a slow descent, trailing over her hips and down her thighs. The air between them thickened, the tension electric. Judith's breath hitched, her face flushing at his sudden boldness.

She had known, deep down, this was coming. It had been building up all day, and now that the moment was here, she wasn't scared. No, she was excited. She turned in his arms, pressing her chest against him, her hands sliding up his shoulders as she wrapped herself around him, pulling him even closer.

"Me too," she whispered softly, her voice barely audible but laced with desire. She bit her lip, meeting his gaze before adding, "Why don't we take a shower first?"

Her words made Travis's grin widen, a mischievous glint in his eyes. Without hesitation, he lifted her off her feet, her body light in his arms as she instinctively wrapped her legs around his waist. He held her effortlessly, leaning down just enough to whisper, "Alright."

With that, he carried her toward the bathroom, the anticipation of what was to come hanging in the air like a storm ready to break.

Judith led him to the bathroom, her hand soft in his as she pushed open the door. Once inside, the atmosphere shifted, thick with anticipation. The door clicked shut behind them, and without a word, they began to undress. Judith moved slowly, teasingly, her fingers delicately working the buttons of her blouse, her eyes never leaving Travis's. Each piece of clothing she removed felt like a layer of tension peeling away, heightening the charge between them.

Travis stood there, watching her, his breath shallow as he drank in the sight of her. She moved with purpose, knowing exactly what she was doing to him. His gaze swept over her body, taking in every curve, every inch of exposed skin. When she slid off her last piece of clothing—her underwear—his cock throbbed with need, the restraint in his body nearly breaking. All he wanted was to take her right there, to feel her skin against his, but he held himself back, savoring the anticipation as long as he could.

They stepped into the shower, the steam swirling around them as the hot water cascaded down, slicking their skin. Travis reached up and turned the water on, the rush of warmth hitting them both. The spray hit their bodies, the droplets trailing down their curves and muscles, soaking them in the heat. But even as the water streamed over them, their eyes stayed locked, intense and unwavering.

It was as if they were daring each other—testing their will, their self-control. Judith's gaze was deep, filled with a mixture of lust and vulnerability, while Travis's eyes were dark, hungry, filled with unspoken promises of what was to come. The air between them was thick, each second feeling longer than the last as they stood there, bodies close but not quite touching, their breaths syncing in time with the rhythm of the falling water.

Neither of them spoke, but the desire was clear, written in every glance, every movement.

Judith's breath hitched as she slowly lowered her gaze, her eyes locking onto his thick, erect cock. Her lips curled into a soft smile, curiosity and excitement swirling within her. She extended her hand, hesitating for only a moment before her fingers wrapped around him, feeling the heat radiating from his skin.

'It's hot… is it always like this?' she wondered, her heart pounding in her chest as her hand moved underneath his shaft, exploring the weight and texture of him. The sensation was new, exhilarating, and she couldn't help the small gasp that escaped her lips.

"I like how it feels," she whispered, her voice soft and shy, but filled with a quiet excitement that sent a thrill through Travis.

He smiled down at her, a mix of affection and desire in his eyes. "That's great," he murmured, his voice low and steady. His hand reached up to cup her face for a brief moment before he added, "Let me wash you first before we begin."

With gentle care, he guided her under the stream of water, his hands sliding over her skin, slowly, deliberately, as the warmth of the shower engulfed them both.

TO BE CONTINUED