I sat in my car watching the buses leave the parking lot, hearing the good natured taunts of Eva’s friends as they teased her over our passionate goodbye in front of everyone. I learned later that her longtime friends were actually a combination of very happy and a little jealous from seeing her so obviously in love. It was all in fun and Eva told them our story during the ride up (just the high points, leaving out things that were very personal…I think).
After the buses left, I went to leave the parking lot, but I couldn’t get out right away. I had to pull over; I was crying, already missing her. It took me a few minutes to get my composure. I didn’t care if anyone saw me. The impact of not seeing Eva most of the summer was brutal and it hit me like a ton of bricks.
I had time before work so I went home for a half hour. Cammy was the only one there and I hugged her tight. Being my caring and adoring little sister, she knew what was eating me and she just held me like I had done for her many times over the years.
“I’m sorry, Jon, I know you’re going to miss Eva; I’ll miss her too, though it’s not the same. But you’ll see her soon and then you’ll be together again. In the meantime, you have me to love. I’ve missed my me and you time, Jon.” She pushed off enough to give me a big smile. Damn, she was turning into a woman as opposed to a kid, in her heart even more than her physical development. Just so you all know, to this day, more than 40 years later, we’re very close friends as well as siblings. It’s always been that way.
“Thanks, Cammy. That actually does make me feel better. We’ll do something at least one night a week, a movie or a pizza. A Mets game. We can go next week when the Dodgers are in town.” She grinned wide over that. And I did feel a little better. Not a lot, but a little.
So the summer started. I worked full time from that Thursday on and Sy and Marilyn were as good as they could be about giving me a day each week that would allow me to drive upstate to visit Eva. Eva gave me the days each Monday night, except the first time, when I spoke to her Sunday night, the day before camp actually started. That first week she didn’t have a day off, a real killer for us both, so we had to wait to see each other until the following Tuesday. That was tough. The good news was they were letting her take two days off two weeks later so we could see the Grateful Dead concert on Monday and we could spend the night together and all day Tuesday.
That first day we had, Tuesday the 10th, I was up very early. I could barely sleep the night before. I hit the road at 7 and, even fighting traffic much of the way, I got there before 9, a little early, and I went into the office to wait for her.
I introduced myself to the person behind the desk, telling him whom I was there for. He shook my hand and said if I wanted, Eva could show me around. I said maybe another time and then Eva came in and it was all I could do to keep from scooping her in my arms and kiss her madly in front of the four or five people there.
“Hi honey” I did manage to say with choked voice before kissing her with less than one tenth the desire I had for her.
“Hi sweetheart” she said with her own gentle but loving kiss. We hugged, hugged hard, not caring who saw and what rumors they might spread after we left. It felt amazing to have her in my arms again after almost two weeks without.
“Ahem” Lenny (the guy at the desk) cleared his throat, with a smile. I’m sure he’d seen this before; I found out he was about 40 and had been working for the camp for almost 20 years, working his way up to assistant director.
“We’re behaving, Lenny” Eva said with a big smile for me. “Did you eat breakfast, Jon?”
“Actually, no. I wanted to get here as soon as I could.”
Eva spoke to Lenny and asked “Do you mind if I take Jon over to the dining hall and see what they still have left from breakfast?”
“Go ahead, Eva. At least there’s cold cereal, if not something hot. Nice meeting you Jon. Eva, be sure to be back here by 9 tonight.”
“I will. Thanks Lenny.” She took my hand and led me outside behind the office, where we gave each other a real proper kiss in privacy. We shared a huge kiss, then another and another. “I can’t believe you’re here, Bear. I’ve missed you so incredibly much.”
“I know. I’ve been counting the days. I don’t know how much sleep I got last night, but it wasn’t much. My Angel. I love you so much!”
“I love you too, my sweet Bear.” Another couple of kisses. “Come on, lets get you something to eat. You’re going to need your strength today!” We laughed together, a great sound. On the way to the dining hall we passed more than a dozen staff members walking with kids and Eva introduced me to everyone, not that I could remember their names. It was a beautiful setting, gentle hills and green everywhere you looked. The buildings were all white wood with dark green trimming. There was a swimming pool and of course a huge lake (Surprise Lake, right?) with row boats and canoes. A couple of baseball diamonds, tennis courts and basketball courts, even a small amphitheater by the lake for music and plays. It was idyllic. I could understand why Eva enjoyed working there every summer.
We got to the dining hall and Eva asked one of the cooks if he could make me some eggs and turkey bacon. The guy said sure, just to sit down and he’d bring it out in a few minutes. We sat at a table and talked as waiters moved about getting set up for lunch in a couple of hours. We couldn’t stop smiling and laughing; it was wonderful just to have the time together. The cook brought me out a plate loaded with scrambled eggs and turkey bacon (Jewish camps keep Kosher for the most part) along with four slices of wheat toast. I was hungry enough to eat every bite.
While we were there, her group came in with her two assistant counselors, all the kids were about 12 like Cammy, and they all made a big deal over me, making sure to tell me how great Eva was and how grateful they were to me for letting her be their counselor for the summer. She was beet red with embarrassment, but I thought it was sweet how they wanted me to know how much fun they were having. And there was nothing fake about this; the girls were really attached to her, I knew it was the right thing, encouraging her to work there for the summer. She and I could have hopefully years or longer to be together. But Eva was making a difference for those kids and I was incredibly proud of her.
“Thank you ladies for making me feel so welcome here. I’m glad Eva is giving you such a good summer. It helps me miss her just a little bit less. Though you should know I really do miss her. I think she’s pretty awesome as well.” We held hands across the table as I finished breakfast.
“OK, girls,” Eva said to her campers and her assistants. “I’m glad you stopped by but it’s time to go play basketball. I will see you all later tonight. I’ll be here before bed check and you can tell me what a good time you had without me there.” The girls all gave her a group hug and ran out towards the basketball court. Eva got rid of my plate and tray and we headed back to the parking lot and to the road. She slid next to me, taking my right arm as I drove and she directed me to a motel nearby in Cold Spring.
“Your girls really love you” I said as I followed her directions. “They have great taste.” I beamed at her, turning my head for a second so she could see my smile.
“Oh, they’d be having a great time no matter who their counselor was. I just happen to be the one they got assigned to this summer.”
“Eva, do you really believe that? Any other counselor would be just as effective and influential for your girls?” I pulled into the motel parking lot and parked, but we stayed inside talking.
“I don’t know. I think so.” Eva’s insecurity was peeking through her outer confidence.
“Let me tell you something, honey. I saw their faces. I also know you didn’t ask them to come and see me. It wasn’t even your assistants idea. Those girls wanted to do it. They wanted me to know how much they love you, because you are making a big difference in their lives. Don’t think for a minute that you’re just like any other counselor to them. They love you. And I know you love them too. Don’t even try to deny it. And I can see why you love this job so much. It’s a beautiful place to spend the summer.”
“I do love them. It’s fun playing games and practicing songs, all that. But I really do love it when I can help one of them with a problem, even Cindy and Tamara, my assistants. There’s nothing like that feeling. Thanks, Jon. Maybe I’m a little smarter in bookish things, but you see things about people better than I do. And you see me so well. Better than I see myself.” Eva kissed me and held me for a minute.
I went to get a room but she stopped me and took care of it. “I insist, sweetheart. Please let me. I’m just so glad you’re here!” and she got out before I could object.
Eva came out three minutes later and directed me to room 115, on the ‘away’ side, where it was much quieter. Or it would be until we got there. We opened the door with the key and, before it closed behind us our lips were locked and our clothes were coming off.
“I have been looking forward to this for days, my Angel. I can’t keep you off my mind” I told Eva between kisses.
“I think of you every night, alone in my bed. It’s all I can do to keep my hands off myself while thinking of you.” Our kisses were coming fast and furious and our desire was probably greater than it had ever been since the very beginning of our relationship. In two minutes we were naked and rolling around on the bed. And minutes after that, I was positioned between her legs and pushing into her pussy. We were too hot to take this slow.
We both gasped as that familiar but long missed feeling overtook us. Her pussy parted for me like I was entering my home after a long trip. Eva’s arms were around my neck and her hips rose to meet my thrust. Her legs were around my ass, bringing me in deep and then holding me there. Her legs, her body were tighter than they had been just a couple of weeks ago from the daily activities. Not that I didn’t think she was wonderful before. But this was extra special.
We were moving as one, our rhythm so natural and easy to find. I have to admit, it was a very fast rhythm. We weren’t looking to go slow here, not this time. My hips were smacking hers, echoing in the room. I kissed her hard, time after time, our lips so hard against each other I was amazed our lips weren’t bleeding. Then we went into our top speed and we were seconds from climaxing together.
“Bear, harder if you can! I want to cum with you, baby!”
“Almost my Angel! Almost there…”
“Cum, my sexy man! cum in me now please!” She was crying and cumming and it was so wild to see and feel that I had to join her and I did, cumming deep into her very hungry pussy. The heat of my semen set her off again. Eva pulled me down to her and kissed me like it could be our last kiss ever. Tears were gushing from her eyes and I was more than a little misty myself. Our orgasms were incredible, just what we needed. I turned on my back bringing Eva with me so she was on top of me. Our kisses were even more wonderful then our sex had been, if you can believe it.
We were huddling together as if we needed to keep warm, but it was the need to connect emotionally that was responsible for our closeness. Eva’s head was on my chest and her fingers were playing with my chest hairs and I could feel her breath blowing across my hairs. I was tickling up and down her spine to just above where her soft cheeks began and I could smell the jasmine and fruit scent in her hair. We both missed that intimacy as much as anything. “I love you, my Angel. Like I can’t begin to tell you.”
“You can try all you want. I love it when you say those things to me, my big Gentle Bear. I’m so glad you’re here. I’m busy all day and evening, but I still find a lot of time to think about you. And then later at night…I miss you terribly. And I love you so much it hurts.”
“I know, but to tell you the truth, after I met your campers today, I’m very glad you’re doing this. Those girls love you. You’re giving them a great time. We’ll have plenty of time together after the summer. We’ll have the whole year coming and hopefully way beyond. But here and now, you’re doing something very important. Those girls need you.”
She leaned up on one elbow and smiled at me. “I’m so lucky, Bear. Lucky that you’re so unselfish and understanding. It makes it easier for me to be away knowing how much you support me. I wish you were here with me, especially at night” Eva said with a twinkle in her eye. “I would love to make love with you under the stars here. But your love does make this separation easier. And the kids are great. I’m having a lot of fun, though I’m wiped at night. So tell me, what’s new with your parents and Camilla?”
That started a conversation about our families and I remembered I had a letter for Eva from Camilla. She read it right there and then. She wouldn’t tell me what was in it, saying it was personal between her and my sister. I could tell it touched her. “Tell Camilla I’ll write her this week, I’ll do it one night after my kids have gone to sleep.”
We laid in bed talking, catching up on two weeks of small things mostly, filling her in on how I was keeping busy, the friends I hung out with, taking Camilla to dinners and a couple of ball games, quiet nights spent at home. She told me about camp activities and about how her closest friends reacted to her having a very serious boyfriend (they were thrilled for her). They asked questions she wouldn’t answer, mostly about sex. Girls could be very much like boys like that. And neither of us gave anything away to our friends. We were adult enough to keep it our business.
Eva said “If you want, you can come up for Family Day, Sunday the 29th. Even my family doesn’t get an invite for that; staff’s family isn’t invited but I asked Lenny if you could come. We’ll get you a t-shirt and you can join in our activities for the day. Please say yes.”
Her eyes were pleading with me. I took her hands in mine. “Eva, my Angel. Try to keep me away. It’s a little more time with you, I can meet your friends and have a day playing in the sun. For someone stuck in a hot printing plant all day, that’s a godsend.” I hugged her and we kissed playfully.
“Thank you, Bear. My big sexy Bear.” She planted kisses all over my chest and I was enjoying them a lot. I was enjoying being with Eva most of all. She was my dream come true.
Soon we were kissing regularly and one thing led to another. After our arousal was back, I kissed my way down her body. Eva shivered as I hit her most sensitive areas, which I knew well by then, For instance, her breasts and neck were obvious, but she also loved being kissed at the inner curve of her hip, right above where her ass began. When I kissed her there, her body spasmed all over and loud and sensuous sounds came from deep in her chest. Touching her there was ticklish for her but kissing her there sent her into a frenzy.
“My sexy Bear” she muttered with her eyes closed. “You’re making me horny all over again. Good Bear!” Eva let out a huge sigh as my fingers touched her over her thighs, just before getting to her pussy lips. She tried pushing her lower body to force me to make contact but I kept teasing her, touching the place where the femur meets the pelvis, just short of her pussy, which was leaking a little of our mixed cream from earlier.
“My beautiful Angel. I love you honey and I want to give you a lot of pleasure. But slowly. I’m going to tease you so good!” I said with a smile and a wicked tone.
“You’re so naughty” she said breathlessly. “Teasing your adoring girlfriend like this. If you don’t make me cum soon, I may just ignore you all day long. Your penis, that is. The rest of you I’ll love.” Eva had a dreamy but needy tone to her, caught somewhere between her need and her peak. I decided to start giving her what she so desperately wanted because I wanted it for her too. I used the tip of my tongue to swirl around her clit and Eva gasped as her body shook with an orgasm. The unexpected contact definitely hit her hard
“Oh, Jon, that was incredible! Please, more? For me? You’re very loving girl?”
“You know I can’t really deny you. I could never deny you. I love you, my Angel.” I moved my mouth back to her swollen lips, licking all around, alternating between gentle probing and aggressive licking, faster then slower, edging her closer to a much more powerful climax. I eased two fingers into her slick, tight pussy as I sucked on her clit. Eva grabbed my hair and screamed out “Yes, my Bear! DON”T STOP GOD DON”T FUCKING STOP!!” Her legs closed around my face, strong and toned, as she writhed on the bed, making all sorts of sexy, exciting sounds that turned me on even more than I already was. While she was still in the midst of her explosion, I scooted up so my hard, dangling cock was hovering over her pussy.
“Now, my love” I told her and Eva just nodded her head in urgent agreement. I hooked her legs over my elbows and I pushed her legs way back as my cock sunk into her still spasming pussy. She hit another orgasm, digging her nails into my biceps. I was inside her pussy, all the way, and I ground my hips on her ass, putting pressure on her clit. Eva was crying as her orgasm kept rolling through her, taking away her ability to say even simple words. I didn’t pull back, I just stayed deep in her grasping cunt, and I watched her face contort as the constant climax finally faded off. Only then did I pull back and thrust in.
Eva exclaimed “OHMYFUCKINGGODDAMMIT!” and another stream of obscenities. Her body flopped around under me until she finally said “No more, no more, no more!” I kissed her softly and pulled my stiff dick from her and laid on my side. Eva’s body was like a wet rag (not in looks; her body looked amazing) and she shuddered as I touched her torso very lightly. After a few minutes she said “You bastard. Who is she!”
“Who is who?” I smiled, knowing what she was joking about.
“The bitch who obviously taught you some new tricks the last two weeks! Seriously, if I didn’t know you better, you sexy Bear… I can’t believe what you did to me.” She turned to me and kissed me all over my face and I kissed her right back, kiss for kiss. “I love you more and more every day, Jon. You do the most amazing things to me.”
“You inspire me, honey. I just have this overwhelming desire to find ways to make you happy.” She hugged me tightly.
“Mission accomplished!” she giggled, showering me with more kisses. “Now it’s my turn to take care of you. I’m just sorry I can’t do for you what you did for me. Biology’s to blame for that.”
“I’ll be glad to accept whatever you want to do to me, my Angel. I never have a complaint about the ways you love me.”
Eva moved me on my back and got between my legs. “Well, I’m going to try to do something special for you. Consider it a matter of pride.” Her tongue slithered out unexpectedly and lathered up my glans to a shining glowing red. She was off to a great start.
I moaned, sometimes with my eyes tightly shut and then with them wide open watching my Angel-Devil use her lips and tongue to do the most fantastic things to my body. When I got close to cumming, she pulled away from my cock and then bit my inner thigh, gently of course. But it had enough of a bite to make me howl out in pleasure/pain. “You are a Devil sometimes” I growled lustily.
“Yeah? You love it, my Dirty Bear. Sometimes you’re my Gentle Bear, sometimes you’re my Sexy Bear, and then, like before, you’re my very Dirty Bear.” Eva placed loving kisses all over the head of my dick. “And I love all three Bears. Too bad I’m not a blond” she giggled.
“I love you just the way you are, Goldilocks.”
“Shhhh already. It’s time for Mount Jon to erupt” Eva said in her lustiest voice as she went to work sucking my cock, licking my balls, and even teasing my asshole with her finger. I groaned as she deftly worked the tip of her forefinger into my ass and that was enough for me. I erupted all right. Spurt after creamy spurt blew from my dick. She took those first two in her mouth, swallowing skillfully, then she let me out and aimed my cum on her face, pumping my dick with her fist while I kept cumming. “That’s it, you sexy man. Cum for me, cum on me! On my face and in my mouth!” Her finger kept twisting around in my ass, bringing me new and incredible levels of pleasure. My body shook and shivered until she wrung every ounce of pleasure from my body. Then it was my turn to be a wet rag. I was spent and thrilled.
Eva let me collect myself, kissing my heaving chest and neck, moist and salty with sweat. When I got my strength back I cradled her in my arms, my petite love fitting there like we were cut from the same block of marble, the way our legs were entwined and our bodies melded. We communicated merely by touch; we didn’t need to say ‘I love you’ at that moment. It just flowed between us.
After a while of cuddling, we took a shower, got dressed and Eva took me into the town of Cold Spring. We walked around a little while when we decided to go to a local deli and get some sandwiches and drinks and took it to the town park, spread out my ever present blanket and we had a kind of picnic. “Angel, this is perfect. Being with you is perfect. I work hard, but I still get distracted a number of times each day, thinking about you. What you’re doing, how much more fun you’re having…who you’re having it with.” I looked down, ashamed of my insecurity.
“Bear, you know the last thing you have to worry about is me meeting someone else. I’m so in love with you, I don’t even think of any of the guys there as anything other than co-workers or friends. Some of them are very good looking, I admit. But none are nearly in your league, not as far as I’m concerned.” She put her sandwich aside and leaned into me, holding me tight. She brushed my bushy hair off my forehead. “Jon, I have no interest in anyone else. It’s not even tempting. When I get lonely at night, it’s always you I think of. No one else ever comes into my mind. I love you Jon. Only you.” She kissed me, not a little, cute kiss, but a huge, wet kiss, not caring in the least who might walk by or watch us. It was one of the best kisses we shared, filled with love.
“How did I find you? I’m so incredibly lucky. I found my soul mate.”
“Because Elizabeth beat me for valedictorian. If I had come in first…we might not be here today.”
“I disagree. I think some things are meant to happen. I think we were meant to happen, Eva. It might have taken a few more weeks, but we were destined. At least, I like to think so. And just so you know, I haven’t touched myself since you’ve been away, horny as I might be. But I never think of any other woman. You’re the only one.”
“I wish you would touch yourself, Bear. When you’re alone at night. And think of me, any naughty, even dirty fantasy you might have about me. One of us might as well be enjoying themselves.” She slid her hand under my t-shirt and rubbed my tummy and chest, awesome.
“You want me to? Jerk off thinking of you?”
“Who else would I want you to think of?” she asked with a smile that said ‘Duh’. I smiled with a mild embarrassment.
“True enough. I’ll do that in a few nights and I’ll tell you all about it next time we’re together.”
Eva laughed her sweet and gentle laugh that I was so crazy about. We finished our lunch slowly, still touching intimately but not in a way that could get us arrested (haha). When we finished, we walked some more, arms around each other. We went into a music store, leafing through the albums, talking about albums we owned or wanted to own. I bought Armed Forces by Elvis Costello and I bought the 1971 album Blue by Joni Mitchell for Eva, though I would have to take it home with me.
“You didn’t have to do that, Bear. I could buy my own albums.”
“I know, my love. I wanted to. It’s an amazing album. Oh, that reminds me. I got my roommate notification yesterday. I’ve got to call him tomorrow. His name’s Steve…shit, I can’t remember right now. He lives in Syosset (Long Island). We can see if we’ll get along or kill each other” I said with a smile “but more important, we can coordinate what we’re bringing. I’d like to bring my stereo; he can bring a TV if that works for him. You should be getting yours this week too.”
“I’ll call my parents tomorrow and see if the letter came for me. This is nerve wracking. You have to hope you get someone you can get along with. I really wish we could have roomed together.” That sounded great to me and I pulled her to me. “Bear…take me back to the room. I need to make love with you. Nice and slow this time.”
I kissed her head, then her lips. “Angel, I’d love nothing more. As long as it’s with you and only you.” I drove back to the motel with Eva holding my right arm and kissing my shoulder. We went inside and, instead of shedding our clothing this time, we stood in front of each other and too turns undressing each other. Eva went first, slowly lifting my shirt over my head and then kissing my chest, including my nipples. I moaned very softly, stroking my fingers through her long, silky hair. She unbuckled my belt and undid my shorts, pulling them down just as slow as when she took off my shirt. Eva even helped me get my sneakers and socks off before getting me out of my briefs. Then they came off and I was nude before her, my cock at full salute, even with a tiny pearl of clear precum at the tip.
“You look delicious, my sexy Bear. But before anything else, it’s my turn.” Her voice had that very excited sound which I understood well, since I was feeling exactly the same way.
“I can’t wait to get you naked, Angel. But I will. I’m going to go just as slow as you did.” I kissed her with a few short loving kisses before pulling her tie dyed shirt up slowly, then her bra was tossed aside. I kissed her throat and her body and she was responding with moans of her own as she scratched my shoulders. I knelt in front of her and helped her with her sneakers and ankle socks. Then her panties were all that remained, simple blue, nothing overtly sexy yet she looked incredibly sexy in them. That was Eva to me, sexy no matter what she wore or didn’t wear. Just gorgeous to me.
I pulled her panties down her legs, finding my self face to pussy with her bush, nice and trimmed for bathing suit season. I remained kneeling and kissed her lower tummy. The skin there quivered from her excitement and she held onto my head for stability on her feet. Then her fingers went through my sandy hair in a very sensuous manner.
Eva moved her feet apart just about a foot or two so my tongue could taste and tease her. Her hips swiveled a little with a small giggle, making me pursue her. But just when my tongue tasted her sweet nectar, Eva gently pushed my head back and said “No, my Bear. I told you, I want to make love with you. Lie down for me. Just get comfortable.”
“Angel, I’d do anything you want.” I stood up and I kissed her before laying on my back on the bed. Eva moved slowly as the shadows through the window grew, shining in alternating streaks of orange and shadow from the blinds over her face and body. She joined me on the bed and, with our eyes locked on each other, her delightfully warm pussy eased down on my cock, taking all of me inside her in a continuous, slow motion. Eva relaxed her body while staying straight up, straddling me on her knees and our hands locked together as our bodies rocked gently in unison.
“Jon, I love this” she said through her easy motions. “I feel so much love for you. I always do, but right now…” She gasped and gritted her teeth as an orgasm flowed in her body.
“I know, honey. I feel it as well.” My hips were undulating to grind on her clit and keep her orgasm going. “I’m in love with you, my Angel. I feel like I’ll always be in love with you.”
“You’re so sweet and romantic. A little mushy. I love it. I love you, my big Bear, just as you are. Sometimes soft and sweet and sometimes strong and manly. Always the right one at the right time.”
I started to sit upright and I helped Eva adjust so her legs went out straight past my ass, then around me and my legs stayed out straight. We were sitting up, facing each other, holding on with our arms and our legs out. We were still connected by our genitals and we were rocking back and forth together. Kissing and touching, gentle and loving. We were able to resist going too fast, making this wonderful experience last. We were almost completely one together.
Our breathing was deep and steady, we were getting sticky again, and my cock was twitching inside her pussy. Suddenly, without warning, Eva’s climax grew and all but exploded in her bones and then the same thing happened to me as my semen splashed inside her and we both shook with joy. We kept kissing over and over, our lips wandering on each others faces and necks and chests. We still managed to stay seated like that by holding each other tightly.
“Thank you, Angel. That was…I can’t even think of a word for it.”
“You never have to thank me for sharing my love with you. But I agree; I can’t express how incredible that was. You are the love of my life.”
“You have so many others to compare me to?” I said with a chuckle and a kiss.
“Hundreds. Didn’t you know you’re just the latest on a long list of men I’ve been in love with?” Eva said with a big, teasing smile.
We were getting stiff like that, and it did hurt my back, sitting with no lower support. We gingerly disentangled and then took turns in the bathroom. It was almost 6 by then and we had to take yet another shower together, the third of the day for each of us.
“I hope no one smells my hair later” Eva said with a laugh. “And I think my skin is raw. I know my vagina is. But I don’t mind. Just don’t ask me to run!”
“I know, I think my penis has red patches. But it was so worth it, my darling. I already can’t wait to see you next week.”
The laughter in Eva’s voice died down. “You won’t see me next week, Bear. I had to give up my day so I could have the two days the following week for the concert. I’m sorry, my love. It was the only way.”
I sat, feeling down for a minute. “Honey, if you had to, you had to. We’ll have two days off together. You can see our families for an hour or two Tuesday night before I drive you back up here. We’re making a trade. I think overall we’re coming out ahead. Just think how much we’ll miss each other again by then. We’ll make it a special night. I’ll get us a room at a nice hotel in the city. It will save time after the show…and before.”
“You have such a wonderfully dirty mind, my darling” Eva said as she sat across my lap in just her panties. “But next time we do this, I’m bringing extra underwear with me!” We laughed together and kissed a bunch of times. I don’t know how many kisses we shared that day, but it had to be three hundred or more. Maybe a lot more. We couldn’t keep our lips off each other.
We got dressed and we checked out. We had over two hours still before Eva had to be back, so we stopped at a small cafe in town for dinner. She couldn’t have alcohol so we just had soft drinks with pasta dinners and we found things to talk about as we tried not to think about having to part again that night. After dinner, we just walked as dusk settled to night. The town was very nice, various shops of kitsch and antiques, a lot of bars and restaurants and the type of stores locals needed everyday like a supermarket and other shops. It was (is) a very upscale town right on the East bank of the Hudson River, a few miles north of West Point on the other bank.
Our last hour, we sat near the river, watching some boats and ships going up and down the river, now dark low mountains on the far side, some houses lit up. It was peaceful and beautiful. We looked into each others eyes with a mixture of joy and sadness. We didn’t say much; it was hard to find words. After a while, we had to get going. It hurt like hell.
We got to the parking area about 8:30, still time before she had to be with her girls. We went into the office and whoever took over at the desk for Lenny gave permission for Eva to bring me onto the grounds until 9:30, when they had to start getting the kids ready to go to sleep. She brought me back to the dining room where there were some night activities with music. She introduced me to some people, including one or two guys who clearly wished they were in my place, but everyone was very friendly. Eva excused herself for a few minutes while she found her group and she brought them in to see me again. It was fun talking to them and when Eva had to escort me back to the parking lot, a few of the girls made ooohing and ahhhing sounds and kissing sounds. Eva turned red with a big smile and I waved goodnight to everyone.
In my car, a few last kisses. “I miss you like crazy, Angel, but I’m glad you’re doing this. Those kids love you. I’m regretting not taking your advice; I should have done this too. Less money, but I’d be having a great summer.”
“Next summer, Bear. There’s always next year.” We kissed a last kiss, long and sweet and sad. She got out of the car, tears in her eyes and leaned in my window. “You drive home carefully, Jon. I’ll call you Thursday night. And tell Cammy I’ll write her this week. I love you so much.”
I was a little teary myself. “I’ll be careful, I promise. Talk to you Thursday. I miss you already, honey.”
“Dammit, now I’m going to be crying in front of everyone! You’d better go before I drag you back and tie you up in my room!” She kissed me quick and walked away so we didn’t drag things out any longer. It was already after 9:30 and I had a long enough ride home.
I made great time coming home, an hour and ten minutes, so I was home before 11. Cammy was in bed already; her own camp bus picked her up around 8 every morning and she had long, busy days and she was having a great summer. I stopped by my parents room and talked to them for a while, giving them the basics of my day without details. I was exhausted myself by then, so I said goodnight, did what I had to, and fell asleep within minutes of hitting the pillow. But I still felt the sadness of not seeing Eva for the next two weeks.
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The next two weeks were even harder than the two weeks before Eva and I saw each other that first time. I kept busy most nights, I went with some friends to a few Dr. Pepper Music Festival concerts in Central Park, America one night, The Tubes the other (If you’ve never seen or heard of the Tubes, look them up on You Tube. They’re indescribable). Five bucks a ticket, a great deal, even for back then. I took Cammy to a Mets game and a Yankees game with our dad. As much fun as these things were, I still missed Eva more than I could describe. It wasn’t the lack of sex, though that was something we both missed. It was her. Everything about her. Her companionship and our intimacy.
We talked a couple of times when Eva had the time. Cammy got a letter at the end of the week, which made her day (she didn’t share with me either!) and I got one the same day. It wasn’t too long; she didn’t have the time for that. But there was a lot of love in every line, in every word. It touched my heart and made me feel guilty for not writing to her. So after I read all three pages three times, I sat at my desk and wrote her a letter of my own. It was a little longer (I had more time), filled with my love and my heartache over missing her.
Over the weekend after I saw Eva, I got in touch with Steven Lindt, my soon to be college roommate. He seemed like a good guy. We talked about some general topics and got on, we agreed for me to bring my stereo system and he’d bring a tv, black and white, but we weren’t going to watch it all that much except sports or news. Then the topic of girls came up. I told him I had a girlfriend and we were deeply in love. He basically told me he thought of himself as a ladies man and he expected to be out of our room many nights, but once in a while would want to use the room himself. I said I was sure we could work something out. So my situation was very promising.
Eva had a more complicated situation. Her roommate, Robin, was from a very small town in upstate New York near Lake Placid, way up not far from the Canadian border. And she was a fanatic Born Again Christian who had a very dim view of what she considered ‘sin’. Like drinking and pre-marital sex. Like rock music. Robin wouldn’t be spending many nights out of her room, unless she went home on weekends. But it was almost as far from Binghamton as Queens was, a four hour drive either way. Eva was worried about just getting along with her.
Finally it was Monday, the 23rd, and again I was up and out of the house early, even earlier than last time to try and beat at least some of the traffic. I got there at 8:30, kind of early, and this time it was a young woman at the desk, Margie. She had been expecting me, though a little later. She asked if I knew where the dining hall was, and when I told her I did, she gave me a guest tag for my shirt (a Grateful Dead shirt of course!) and told me I could go there myself. It was a different time.
I got to the dining hall and scanned the large room for Eva. She noticed me first and waved at me eagerly from the middle of the crowded room. I ran to her and she jumped up and hugged and kissed me like it had been a year, not two weeks. Everyone broke into catcalls and applause, good natured, and I doubt we would have cared anyways. We held each other for at least a minute before her group made room for me at the table. Eva asked one of the waiters to get me a plate of pancakes with turkey sausage. I was very grateful since I was famished and I ate like it. Eva’s kids giggled watching me eat like I never saw food before and she even got me a second helping. I let out a belch, which cracked the kids and a few other counselors up. “Stay away, girls, he’s all mine!” Eva cracked and there were more laughs at my expense. It was fine because it was fun and funny.
When I was done, Eva kissed each and every one of her girls and told them to behave for her assistants and she’d see them the following night. She was a real mother hen with them, not because it was her job, but because she really cared about them. It came from her huge heart. There was plenty of room in there for her to love her family, me and her campers. It was yet another thing to love about her.
We put her overnight bag in my trunk, got in my car, pulled down the road a bit, and I pulled over so I could give her a proper hello. We embraced and kissed for a long while, five minutes or more, before we shared our I love yous with each other. She took a look at my shirt and said “You’ve got a Dead shirt! We have to get one for me before we go tonight.”
“Did you really think you wouldn’t get a shirt to wear to the concert? Silly Angel.” I turned and grabbed a gift bag from the back seat and handed it to her. Eva squealed with delight as she pulled out a Dancing Bears tie dyed shirt in her size and she threw her arms around me, covering me with the most delightful kisses imaginable.
“You’re the best! I can’t believe you did this for me!”
“It’s not like I got you a diamond ring, honey. It’s a shirt.”
“It’s not ‘a shirt’! It’s so sweet of you to think of it for me. You’re a very”…a kiss on my nose…”sweet, sweet man.” Another kiss, big and warm and with a hint of what was to come, on my lips.
There was not much traffic on the road so Eva, quick as a bunny, switched the shirt she was wearing for the one I bought for her in less than twenty seconds. She looked like every other concert going Dead Head except her shirt was brand new. She was adorable.
I headed back down to the City and since it was still early (check in time at the hotel was after 2PM) we headed for home. My home. Where Cammy was at camp and my parents were at work. I parked across the street and like the last time, as soon as we got in the door, our clothes started coming off, though this time the door in question was my bedroom door. As soon as we were naked, about twenty seconds, we were rolling on top of each other. Our bodies were aroused and hot and our kisses and touches were making it better. We wanted each other so bad but Eva stopped me. “I want to take good care of you, my sexy Bear.”
“You don’t have to do anything for me, Angel. We’re here to make each other happy.”
“Don’t worry, you will make it up to me. But I’m going first. You take those long drives by yourself to come see me, you bought the tickets and you got me that awesome shirt. You’re good to me in a thousand ways. So shut up and let me please you!” she pretended to yell at me and I laughed…until the warm wetness of her mouth surrounded my cock. I stopped laughing really fast.
Eva went slow at first, letting me savor the pleasurable things she did so well with her mouth and her hands. Those soft and slender hands were sliding up and down my legs as her mouth teased and tormented my cock, then moved down to suck and lick at my swollen balls. Back and forth she went, moving back to my balls when she sensed my orgasm getting close. Then when I cooled down, she sucked on my dick again, always going slow to start. Maybe she and her friends compared notes or maybe she had incredible instincts. Either way, her blowjobs just kept getting better and better and she started off months ago doing a pretty damn good job.
Finally I need to cum. I knew she was hot herself; I could smell her lovely sexual scent filling the room. I hopped off my bed and while kissing her hard, I got behind her and slipped my cock into her. We were standing by the bed and Eva was bent over with her arms holding her weight on the corner of the mattress. I was pounding away at her from behind, both of us grunting loud, both of us rapidly approaching a shattering orgasm. I pulled her upper body back towards me and I was kissing her neck as she let out quick, short gasps with each thrust. It hit me first this time and I was spraying her wet tunnel with my own sticky cream. Then Eva went off, clamping down on me, her pussy spasming, just as I heard the sound of my front door opening and closing. Eva heard it too and we both shut up to complete silence except for our breathing. We weren’t doing anything wrong, but still…who was home in the early afternoon?
We sat quietly on my bed, just listening, until I heard my dad’s voice…and the voice of a woman, definitely not my mom. And they were laughing, very friendly, almost intimately. I sure as hell knew what that sounded like. I was living it. A burning knot was twisting in my gut. When I looked at Eva she was huge eyed, staring at me with alarm. She was clearly distressed as much as I was.
I furiously got up and threw on my underwear before I put on my cutoff jean shorts. “Jon, what are you doing!” she hissed as low as she could.
“I’m going down there to stop my father from fucking around on my mother, what else?”
“Jon, honey, think about this, please.” We could hear them in the living room, their laughter fading into a familiar sexual pattern. Damn him. Goddam him. “If you confront him now, you’ll embarrass all four of us. It’s better if you catch him aside and talk to him alone.”
“Eva, he’s about to cheat on my mom! I can stop him now! What if this is their first time, his first time! I could stop him from committing adultery against my mother! You don’t think that’s worth it? I might embarrass us, but I can save my mother the worst kind of humiliation. Besides, you think we should sit up here in silence for however long this takes and listen to them screw? I can’t do that. Can you?” She shook her head no, with a terribly sad expression. “I’m sorry honey. I have to do this. I have to try.”
Eva got out of bed and with a painfully sad expression on her face, she put on her clothes. “Let me go with you at least. I can help you and maybe it will help the woman in some way.” Her hand found mine and we held tight. I kissed her quick and then went to my door.
I didn’t open it quietly; I wanted him to hear me, and hear me he did. I saw him pop up like one of the moles in the Whack-a-Mole novelty games at an amusement park. Those furry creatures were cute but there was nothing cute about my dad or the expression on his face as he turned to where my room was at the top of the stairs.
“Jon? Wh-what are you doing home?” I saw some legs, nice long stockinged legs along the couch.
“I should be asking you that. Why aren’t you at work?” I was still at the top of the stairs looking down at him, giving me a psychological advantage. Eva wasn’t the only one who liked to read about psychology. She came out of my room and stood my my side at the rail.
My dad figured out what was going on, but he couldn’t use it to his advantage since Eva and I were doing nothing illicit, except maybe in a biblical sense. On the other hand, he was without a doubt in the deep wrong.
“Hi Eva” he said weakly.
“Hello, Mr. Grossman.” Her voice was icy cold.
“It’s Al, Eva. I told you that months ago.”
“Yes, Mr. Grossman.” She wasn’t giving an inch.
The other lady stood at that moment. She was a looker, no question, tall with short red hair and a hell of a figure and a reasonably cute face. I didn’t care. She was helping him cheat on my mom.
“I…um…I should get going.” She gathered her clothes and slunk off to the bathroom down the hall to get dressed. That hit me hard. The implication was she had been in our house before. Was it at a party? I would likely have met her. Or did it mean that this was not the first time he did this with her?
I moved down the stairs slowly, deliberately. I walked in front of him in a trembling rage and said “You son of a bitch.”
“Hey, I’m still your father! You don’t talk to me like that!”
“Dad, you always told me respect is not automatic. It’s earned. Well, you lost a lot of respect today. Don’t worry, I’m not telling mom. Not yet. I couldn’t hurt her like that. But I can’t even look at you right now. Go back to work. And don’t you dare bring a woman back here to fuck around again. If I find out you did, I will say something. Believe it.”
“What exactly were you two doing here, Mr. High and Mighty? Holding hands?” My dad was furious with me for talking to him like I was. Furious didn’t even begin to describe my own feelings towards him at that moment.
“I was here with my girlfriend, whom I love and adore. You can’t say the same. At least, you’d better not say the same.” I stormed upstairs with Eva, went in my room and slammed the door. I couldn’t talk to him, not another word.
We sat on the foot of my bed. I was feeling a mix of emotions, all bad. Rage, betrayal, a terrible sadness…and depression. It was going to be hard enough to face my father, but how could I look at my mother and keep this awful secret from her? Eva’s arm was around my back, lightly stroking my neck and shoulder, but I was so damn tense. She pulled me back so we were laying on the bed. She turned me to face her, her fingernails tracing along my cheeks as she stared into my eyes with her lovely blue eyes and I cried. I cried. A whole torrent of tears. I felt like I was inconsolable. I threw my arms around Eva and she kept kissing my head, running her fingers through my hair, holding my face to her breast behind her shirt. “Let it all out, Bear. My sweet and gentle love. I’m here for you. I’ll always be here for you.”
Thank god she was with me when this happened. I don’t know, to this day, if I could have kept it together otherwise. The pain was deep and wide. But Eva, my honest-to-god Angel, was giving me strength to bear it, at least for now.
“Thank you, honey. I feel like you’re saving my sanity. I never would have believed he could do this in a million years. I can’t imagine how I’m going to face him. How can I lie to my mom? Shit, Eva, what am I going to do? It’s six weeks until we leave for school.”
“Sweetheart, I don’t know. I don’t have answers for you.”
“Oh god, Cammy! I can’t tell mom! It would devastate her, but it would kill Cammy. She’s Daddy’s girl, besides her Brother’s Little Sister. She’ll be destroyed if she found out her father is…is…” I got up and ran to the bathroom, getting to the toilet just in time before I vomited the remainder of my large breakfast. Eva didn’t shy away, instead coming into the bathroom and stroking her hand up and down my back. When I was done heaving I flushed and turned to sit against the tiled wall and just cried again, this time just a deep sadness escaping my soul. She moved next to me and just put her head on my shoulder from the side.
“I’m sorry, Angel. This is ruining our day. We should be having a great time. It’s shot to shit.”
“Bear, look at me” she said in a commanding voice. Eva had steel in her when she needed it. I looked at her and I was ready to listen. But first…”Wait, go brush your teeth first, Sorry, but your breath…” I smiled a small grin and went to the sink and brushed my teeth thoroughly, then used mouthwash to make sure.
“Ok, better?” I asked as I sat next to her again.
“Much” Eva said with a smile, kissing me softly to emphasize how fresh my breath was. “All right. First of all, you have nothing to apologize for. Your father does, but his apologies need to be to you and especially your mother. Right now, I don’t care if we go to the concert or not. There will be plenty of opportunities for Dead concerts as well as others. All I care about is what’s best for you and for us. I’ll be fine just holding each other all night if that’s what you want. I just want to be here for you tonight.”
I kissed Eva and held her tight. “I want to go tonight. I know you’ve been looking forward to this show for weeks. So have I. I’m not letting him ruin this for us. Tomorrow night I have to take you back to camp and I have to come home and start dealing with him. Paul Grossman, accountant, family man, cheater. But today, tonight, tomorrow, I want to enjoy my time with the most amazing woman I know. My love. My everything.” We hugged there, still sitting on the bathroom floor. Holding her eased a lot of hurt. For that day, at least.
We got ourselves straightened out and left my house. Surprisingly, we were both hungry so we went to our local Kosher deli and got some hot dogs and we shared a potato knish and a couple of Dr. Brown’s Diet soda’s, Cream for Eva, Black Cherry for me. (Trust me, they are the best diet soft drinks anywhere!) Then we headed into Manhattan and to our hotel, The Hilton on 6th and 54th, just a few blocks away from Radio City Music Hall.
We spent the rest of the afternoon laying in bed and then making love. We were loving with each other, something I think we both needed to feel like ourselves. Eva restored the thing in me that made me feel human again.
At 6 we walked the few blocks to Radio City and already, two hours before the show, the crowd of Dead Heads and wannabes (like Eva and I) were milling about outside. Lots of young people walked around with a single finger in the air (meaning they needed one ticket) and holding up signs saying ‘I NEED A MIRACLE!’, also begging for a ticket, hopefully for free. We walked a couple of blocks further to a coffee shop where we ordered something light to eat. We both had healthy appetites, being 18 and active. Then we made our way back and went in when the doors opened at 7:30.
It’s a beautiful theatre, Art Deco style from the 1930s, holding about 6,000 people, and it has great sound. It’s the perfect place to see a concert. We found our seats close to the front of the first balcony.
“Thank you, Bear, for this. My first Dead show!” Eva was so excited and I was excited for her. Plus I loved going to concerts and each year I was loving the Grateful Dead more and more. Those of you who are fans will understand what I’m talking about. Besides, being there, especially with Eva, was a nice distraction.
The lights went down a little after 8 and the band came out, tuning their instruments, and broke out into Bertha, one of their favored openers. Everyone was on their feet, Eva right with me, dancing at their seats and in the aisles, some spaced out on some serious drugs. When the smell of weed filled the air, I lit a joint I brought (one of three) and I puffed and passed to Eva. She had a somewhat skeptical look but then took a puff and coughed her head off. She passed it back, I hit it again, and passed it on as other joints went around. I was pleasantly buzzed and Eva took another puff before waving it off. It wasn’t for her but she didn’t mind me partaking.
Jerry, Bob and the guys (and Donna Jean) went through a bunch of familiar songs like Cassidy, Row Jimmy, Deal and Peggy-O before they took an intermission. The lights went up and we sat for a while.
“They’re awesome!” my novice Dead Head girlfriend said, sharing a big kiss with me. “I’m having a great time! Except for all the smoke. My throat is dry. Could we get something to drink?”
“Of course, Angel. You can wait here. I won’t be long.” We kissed again and I went to get us a fountain drink from the concession, which was very crowded with thirsty and munchie people. I brought back a large Coke with plenty of ice and Eva gratefully sipped a long draw from the straw. The second set was just as much fun. Dire Wolf, Fire on the Mountain, Scarlet Begonias and Terrapin Station, some with long jams, I Know You Rider, China Cat Sunflower and a great Sunshine Daydream and Stuck Inside of Mobile… finale. 2 1/2 hours after it began, the lights came up and we filed out, with a haze of smoke hanging in the air, stinging our eyes and throats, but it didn’t phase us. It was a great show and a great time.
While we made out way slowly to the aisle stairs, I put my arm around Eva and said “So? Was the second set as good as the first?”
“Better! Except for all the smoke. I can’t wait to get outside and get some air. But this was a great time, Bear. Thank you for bringing me.” We kept our arms around each other as we followed the flow of the crowd until we finally got outside. It was a warm but comfortable night and the four block walk to our hotel was pleasant. It also let us breathe easier and our eyes felt better. It was around 11, late in many places, but Midtown Manhattan never goes to sleep, and there was plenty of traffic with the accompanying sounds all during our walk. I loved Manhattan, and hoped I would have the chance to live there some day.
When we got back to the room I filled up a bucket with ice from the machine down the hall and we drank a few bottles of water from the mini-bar. We got undressed and into some light sleepwear and cuddled while we watched a little tv. “Eva, honey, do you mind if we just relax a while like this and go to sleep? I’m wiped out; it’s been a very long day. And not all of it has been fun.”
“Jon, I’m so glad you suggested it. I think I’m way too tired as well. I just want to hold my big sweet Bear and sleep next to you. We can make up for it in the morning?” she asked hopefully.
“I would love that. It’s a great way to wake up. especially with you.” We kissed a few times and turned out the light, leaving the tv on as cuddled. “I love you, my Angel. Thank you for getting me through this afternoon.”
“You never have to thank me for that, Bear. That’s what we’re here for, each other. I love you. Always.” She snuggled up against me, making a contented sound. I was more troubled, not about Eva, not at all, but about my parents. I had no idea how I would talk to my father or even my mother without giving away what I knew. Damn him for fucking up our family. Eva fell asleep quickly, but for me, it took a long time to get there.
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When the alarm went off at 9, Eva bounded right awake, but I struggled to get there. I had a lot less sleep and I was feeling it. After taking turns in the bathroom, we made the small complimentary pot of coffee in the room and sipped it while we sat in bed. “You look like you didn’t get much sleep, sweetheart” she observed. “I’m sure I know why.”
“Yeah, it all came back while we were laying here. What do I do about my father? About my family? If my mom finds out it will crush her. And then it will crush Camilla. I don’t know how to deal with this. I really don’t.”
“Bear, I’m going to suggest something. Hear me out, ok? What would you think about spending the rest of the summer at camp with me? It will keep you out of your house until your feelings settle. And they still could use a few counselors, especially for two of the boys groups, even with almost five weeks to go. I think it will be healthier for you.”
“What about my obligation to Sy and Marilyn? What about my mom and Camilla? Mom will suspect something is off, and Cammy…I promised to do things with her. She’ll be hurt, badly. If we weren’t going off to school a week after camp ends I’d consider it. I’m worried about Cammy most of all. If it comes out, she’ll be there in the middle of it all.”
“And I’m worried about you, Jon. You and your father will be fighting until you leave for school, assuming it doesn’t come out. You’re going to be angry and its going to poison you. And it will poison all your relationships, including us. I’ll stand by you, whatever you decide. But think about it, please? And I have an idea. We get cleaned up and check out, get something to eat, and we drive back to camp. You could spend the day with one of the groups and see how you like it. If you decide you want to do it, they’ll let you start next week so you can at least finish the week at the printers. I think you need this, sweetheart. Home is not going to do you any good right now.”
I thought about it. It sounded like just what I needed. Mom would understand, though she’d be unhappy. Camilla, though, would be hurt. Bad. But I had to put my own needs first. I figured I could at least try it. Maybe I wouldn’t like it and the argument would be moot. “OK, I’ll try it. We’d better get cleaned up.”
We took a shower together. The stall was plenty big, and, after shampooing my hair (we didn’t have time to do Eva’s long hair) we took turns soaping each other up. One thing led to another; touching led to kissing and kissing led to more touching, more aggressive. Her soapy hand wrapped around my throbbing dick and the slick soap let her hand glide up and down my shaft. Meanwhile, I guided her so she was leaning against the white tiles and, while we were locked in a kiss under the steaming hot water, I rubbed my fingers between her swollen pussy lips.
“My sexy Angel” I gasped as Eva kept moving her hand faster, then slower, mixing her grip and motion without any pattern. It felt great and frustrating because I couldn’t get into a rhythm. “You’re driving me crazy, you know that?”
“Maybe if your fingers weren’t doing magical things to my body, I could concentrate better. But don’t you dare change what you’re doing!” A minute later, Eva’s hips thrust down hard on my fingers and I pinched her clit as she came, her lips caressing mine. “God, that was intense! You are so talented!” she said with a giggle. “Now it’s your turn. Lets get you off.” Her hand was now moving like a piston, moving a mile a minute, pounding my aching cock mercilessly, milking me of my seed until I grabbed her shoulders and spurt what felt like a quart of my cum all over her tummy and wet bush. “You’re so good to me” I gasped, catching my breath. Eva had her hair in a shower cap but she still looked gorgeous to me, and I said to myself she would always be such, if we spent the next 70 years together.
After some more soaping up to wash my semen off of Eva, we dried off and we did the things we had to to get ready for the day. We checked out and got my car from the ridiculously overpriced parking lot and drove through the crazy Manhattan traffic into Queens. There we stopped at a diner and had breakfast (including REAL bacon!) before getting on the road back up to the camp.
We were pretty quiet on the ride upstate. We played music on my 8 track, sang along a little, but honestly, my mind was elsewhere. I kept tossing it around in my head, the damage to my family. By the time we got within a few miles of the camp, I knew what I had to do. I had to go home. I had to talk to Eva honestly. I drove past the camp and Eva didn’t say a word; I glanced at her and I could see she knew what was coming. We stopped at a local deli for something to drink and we sat in that same park we lunched in a couple of weeks earlier.
“All right, Jon. Tell me what I already know.”
“Honey, I have to go home, It has nothing to do with my job. It’s my family. I know my dad and I are going to have rough times, but I can’t abandon them like this. Mom and Cammy don’t know what’s going on, and I know my problem with my dad is going to make things rough and they’ll wonder what’s going on. But they’d wonder if I just quit my job and took off for here all of a sudden. And if it comes out while I’m away, they’d be devastated and I wouldn’t be there to help them. What if I took this job and two weeks from now, my mom finds out? I’d have to leave here just after I started. Shit, this whole situation is completely fucked up.”
“I guess there’s nothing I can say that will change your mind, is there?” I shook my head no. There really wasn’t. Eva let out a huge sigh, a sound of resignation and sadness. “I just don’t want you to get hurt. Or your family. Or us. I wish you could just put what we saw out of your mind and carry on like nothing happened, but that’s hardly realistic.”
“No, Angel, it’s not. I don’t think it will ever be forgotten. It’s pretty well burned in my brain.” Eva slid closer to me on the park bench and we held each other very tightly. We were quiet for a while and a few of her friends from camp walked nearby, on their day off as well. They started to come over but Evan shook her head back and forth, letting them know to keep away. “Thanks, honey, for letting them know it wasn’t a good time.”
“Not a problem, Bear. It’s a pretty shitty time right now. I’m scared shit, if you want to know. Scared that this is going to cost us. The last thing I want is to lose you. I’m afraid you’re going to get so hurt it’s going to hurt everything around you.”
“I guess I can’t promise you it won’t. What I can say is I love you and I need you in my life. You may be the thing that saves me this summer. I will see you every week. Even if it’s just to sit in my car and hug each other the whole day. I will be here, every week.”
She was leaking some tears, not bad, not a big cry, but Eva was sad, sad for me. Hell, I was very sad myself. She said “Why don’t you come to camp with me for the rest of the day? Sheryl, the camp director, will let you hang with us the rest of the day and stay for dinner. As long as we don’t get too touchy-feely.” She smiled up at me, and her grin warmed my aching heart.
“Sure, lets go, if you’re sure. I’ll see how my girlfriend is spending her time away from me.” We kissed a few times, then walked to my car and we headed for camp.
Sure enough, the director, a nice lady named Sheryl, cleared me to stay until 9, providing I stayed with Eva’s group. It was about 2PM so there was plenty of time, with dinner served at 6. The only thing I couldn’t do was swim since I didn’t have a bathing suit.
It was a lot of fun. Her group were all thrilled to have Eva back early and the girls were all excited to have a ‘boy’ counselor for a few hours. We played softball (some of those kids were pretty damn good), I stayed with the senior staff while most of the camp went for an afternoon swim, then I joined the group for an Arts & Crafts project before dinner. All the time I stayed with Eva and her group and resisted the urges to kiss her, sneaking a few hand holding moments. The girls fought over who got to sit next to me, aside from Eva of course. They were sweet kids. They reminded me of my sister, which reminded me of why I needed to be home. Cammy might need me.
After dinner there was a big fire and singing and toasting marshmallows. Just what you’d expect at night at camp. About 8 Eva told her girls to say goodbye to me and told her assistants she’d be back in an hour. Since it was technically her day off, she could take an hour, and Cynthia smiled knowingly. I said a goodnight to everyone and they all said it back, with a few staff making whistles and such.
We headed for my car and Eva said “Drive to the side road about a quarter mile on the right. We’ll have privacy for a while.” I knew what was on her mind and that worked for me too. I pulled off the main road, into the side road and then found a small clearing. Perfect. “Hurry up, we don’t have a lot of time. Back seat, lets go.”
“Yes, ma’am” I said, giving her a mock salute. We hurried in back and we were kissing and feeling each other pretty damned quickly. My hand went under Eva’s shirt and bra, cupping her right breast and gently pulling on her nipple. She moaned in my mouth as she rubbed my chest under my shirt, her slender fingers raking through my hairs. Our shirts then came off along with her bra and I helped her lie back on the seat as I sucked her left nipple with hunger.
“That feels so good, Bear” she cooed as I helped her out of her cut-off shorts and her panties. Then my shorts and underwear were next before Eva grabbed my head and brought my lips to hers for a whole bunch of hot, blazing hot kisses. “I need you to fuck me, Jon. Don’t make love to me. Fuck me like it going to be our last time together. Do it hard, like my Dirty Bear.”
“Honey, we’re not breaking…”
“I know, I know. This is what I need from you tonight. I want you to make me cum over and over. Then I’ll make sure you explode for me. But, please, take me hard tonight!” Her voice was almost begging me and to be honest, I wanted her just as desperately.
“If that’s what you want, my Naughty Devil.” I kissed her hard, slapped her thigh hard enough to make her shiver, and my cock pushed its way into her soaked pussy. Eva cried out as her back arched, she pushed her feet down on the seat to meet me halfway as we locked together, a perfect fit. Her legs wrapped around my hips, her arms went around my upper back, and we kissed over and over as I kept thrusting deep and hard. The top side of my shaft was rubbing along her clit each time I went in and out, giving her wonderful contact and her wet, snug pussy was feeling great for me, slippery and tight. And as tight as Eva was, I still moved easily inside her with a completely natural motion. We were so in tune with each other by
then, our movements were like those of professional dancers.
But our movements were nothing like the grace associated with professional dancers. We were fucking each other like animals, with the grunts and cries you’d connect to raw sexual contact. Our kisses were starving, Eva scraped her nails down my back, and my balls were loudly slapping against her ass. Every five or six strokes, I pushed hard and ground my pubic bone on her clit and she would cry out and shudder, sometimes through a full climax. Then we started again, fucking a little harder and a then again, maybe ten minutes later she came again.
“Do you think you can cum with me next time, Bear?” Eva asked, looking up at me and breathing hard.
“I can try, honey. I’d love to.” I kissed her softer, then let myself go, finding my rhythm for my own orgasm. We were fucking each other with the goal of a shared climax, thrusting with each other. Her hands gripped my ass cheeks, her nails digging in a little, exciting me even more. “I’m almost there” I said as I lifted my upper body and buried my cock as deep as I could. Eva cried out, her eyes went wide open, and her pussy spasmed as it grabbed at my dick, milking me of my cream. My own eyes felt like they were going to pop out of my head as my orgasm burst out of me, forming a frothy blend with Eva’s own juices. We were sticky, we were breathless and we were very, very happy with each other. Our lips kept finding each other, kissing over and over all around out faces and necks and shoulders.
We wished we could spend the night together, even if it meant in the back of my car. But that couldn’t happen; she had to get back to her campers and I had to drive home, tired as I was. The last thing I wanted to do was to face my father. Not that night, not any time soon. But I had no choice. I had to work the next day and I had to go.
Eva and I held each other, not wanting the night to end. “Bear, I have to get dressed. I have to go. I wish I didn’t. besides, you need to get on the road before it gets too late. Do me a favor and stop at that convenience store and get a Coke or Pepsi? Something with some caffeine to get you home.”
“Yeah, then I’ll be up all night. Don’t worry about me, Angel. I’ll be fine. I’ll sing along to the radio or a tape. Besides, if I don’t do the music, I have a lot to think about. I won’t be drifting off while I drive. Will you call me Thursday night?”
“Like always. You couldn’t stop me.” We were now in the front so I could drop her off at the office. I pulled up a few minutes before 9 and we held each other every second until the clock hit 9 on the dot. “I love you, my big sweet Bear. Drive carefully, please. Promise me!”
“I promise, Angel. I’ll be fine. And I love you too. Thank you, my darling. For being the most loving girlfriend ever.”
“Thank you for a great time. And if you have trouble, if you get upset and you don’t know what to do, call here. They’ll come get me if it’s urgent. You’re the world to me.” We kissed one last time and Eva had to go. She waved as she walked past the office to the grounds and I turned around and headed home with a very heavy weight on my shoulders.
I didn’t listen to music; all the way home I tried to figure out how to face my father without getting into a huge fight or letting my mother know something serious was wrong. But I couldn’t figure this out. I was hoping I could just fake it, if I could lie my way through it. I’d never been that good a liar. I was about to find out.
The ride, for the only time I drove it that summer, was over too fast. When I walked in at 10:15, everyone was up and watching TV in the living room. As soon as I walked in, Camilla ran to me and hugged me tight, which helped a lot. She had a dozen questions about my time with Eva and about Eva. I told her I wanted to say hi to mom (leaving dad out was slippery of me) and I would be with her in a few minutes. I kissed mom on the cheek and I nodded to dad like he was almost a stranger. He wasn’t exactly warm to me either. Fine by me. I sat down and answered Cammy and my mom’s questions but dad was silent. I hoped mom and Cammy didn’t notice the cold wall between us. Sooner or later they’d get it, but please, I thought, not tonight.
After a few questions, I said I was pretty tired and I went to use the bathroom and then to get some sleep. Thankfully I was so damn tired I fell asleep fast, but it was a troubled sleep.
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Over the next few days I went back to my routine of work and home and I went out a few nights with my friends or I took Camilla to dinner or a ball game or a movie. Anything to get out of the house. I spoke to Eva Thursday night and told her things were still bad with my father. She felt bad not being around for me, but I told her there was nothing she could do anyway.
After a few days of the obvious coldness between my father and I, my mom caught me on Friday night before I went out. My dad went to play poker (at least I hoped that’s what he was doing) and Camilla was at a friends house. “All right, Jon, your father won’t tell me what’s happened between the two of you. So you tell me. Why are you and your father like two icebergs? What the hell happened with you?” I stood there, unwilling to tell her what I knew, but mom was strong willed herself and she was unyielding, refusing to let me pass her.
“I can’t talk about it, mom. I’m sorry, but I just can’t. He and I had a big fight. You’re going to have to leave it at that.”
“Oh no I don’t. You are NOT going off to school in five weeks with this distance between you. Either you talk it out with him tomorrow afternoon or the four of us are going to talk Sunday. Yes, four. Your sister too. You think she hasn’t noticed this going on? Hasn’t she said anything to you?”
“No, not a word. But I guess I have noticed she’s worried. I’m just too worried …mom, I can’t talk to you about it. Let me talk to him tomorrow, ok? I don’t want to drag you into this, and I really don’t want to drag Cammy into it.”
“Fine. I’ll let you two hammer it out. If you do, great, you don’t have to tell me about it. But if it’s still an issue, we’re doing it my way.” She turned and went to the kitchen to do whatever and I wanted to tell her. I REALLY wanted to tell her. But I couldn’t break her heart like that. I couldn’t.
I went to work the next day, got cleaned up when I got home and my dad stopped by my room as I finished getting dressed. “Jon, you and I are going to dinner. Just the two of us.” He looked uncomfortable, like he was going to get his teeth drilled. That’s about how I felt about it as well. I told him I’d meet him in ten minutes.
We got in his car as mom took Camilla out in her car. Dad and I barely said a word as he drove, without asking me, to a casual steak joint, nothing fancy, kind of like a chain restaurant without other branches. We got a couple of beers, looked at the menu, and ordered from the waiter, all without saying a word to each other. I mean nothing.
We sipped our beers, still avoiding the elephant in the room. Finally I broke the silence. “Dad, I know mom made you do this, but you called this meeting. So tell me what you’re thinking.”
He hemmed and hawed, squirming in his seat. “Look, Jon, we know why we’re here. I appreciate your not telling your mother about the other day…”
“Hold on. The only reason I’ve kept quiet is because of the damage it will do to both mom and Cammy. Right now, how it affects you is the least of my concerns.”
“So that’s it? You don’t even want to hear my side?”
“Dad, what is your side? What could it be? I caught you with another woman. Short of mom giving you freedom to do that, how could you defend that? Was that the first time you were with someone? With her, whatever her name is?”
“Kelly. She’s from my office. And no, that wasn’t our first time. What else do you want to know?” He was sounding defiant now, almost daring me to challenge him.
“How long, dad? How long with…her. Is she the first? Most of all, why? Why would you hurt mom like that and risk destroying your family? For…” I lowered my voice to a little above a whisper, “…a piece of tail? Is that all it is?”
“There’s a lot there, Jon. You want answers? Fine. No, this wasn’t our first time. It’s been going on about six months. And she’s not the first. She’s the second. And yes, I guess it is about sex. Your mom…”
“Wait. If you’re going to say something personal or disparaging about mom, I don’t think I want to hear it. Don’t blame this on her. You’re the one cheating.” I felt like the rest of my world was crashing down around me. My dad had been cheating for a long time. And he was somehow trying to blame my mother. Who was this stranger?
“Fine. Let’s just say I need what I’m not getting at home. Not the way I want it. You’re having regular sex, or you were before the summer. You know how it is. A man has needs.” The waiter came over with our plates then and when he left, I stared down at my plate like I was looking at horse shit. I couldn’t touch my food. My stomach was twisted in knots. And dad was digging in like it was the best steak in the world. “Not going to eat? Make sure you ask for a to go container.” Like it was no big deal. If you’ve ever seen the movies about people being replaced by the seed pods, Invasion of the Body Snatchers, that’s how I felt. It was my dad, but it wasn’t my dad. I felt despair wash over me.
“Dad, put the goddam knife and fork down!” I almost shouted it. As it was it came out loud enough for the people at the nearby tables to stop eating and look at us.
“Don’t you shout at me!” he growled. “I’m still your father!”
“Yeah. well maybe not for long. I don’t even know you. I feel sick to my stomach. Like I’m sitting here with a total stranger who’s saying crazy things. So, what do think is going to come of this? Are you planning to stay with mom? Are you leaving? Except for how this will hurt Camilla, I think you should leave. You’re clearly not committed to your family.”
“And what then? You’re leaving for school in a few weeks? You think we both should leave your mother and sister at the same time?” That got me. If he left, I’d have to stay home. I wouldn’t leave them alone, regardless of financial support from my father. And I’d lose Eva. We couldn’t make it work long distance, not for years. A few months maybe. “Besides, you’re wrong. I am committed to our family. That’s why I stay.”
“So what’s your solution? Lead a double life and I keep my mouth shut and grow to hate you? You won’t consider at least trying to work things out with mom? Because you’re right: if you leave, I have to stay. I won’t leave them alone.”
“Jon, that life I had with your mother has been gone for a long time now. You don’t want to hear about that? Fine, I understand. I do. But you can’t ask me to give that up. I’m 42. Son, listen to me. Please.” His attitude changed, from being defiant and obstinate to pleading for understanding, and I saw a glimpse of the father I always knew and loved. I nodded my head, and he told me what he needed to. “I know this is a subject that is hard for you to hear from your father. But your mom…she gave up on sex years ago. No details, but we used to enjoy it, like most couples. Then it tapered, which is natural, but then it stopped, which isn’t. She wouldn’t go to talk about it, either on her own or as a couple. It’s been a few years. So, after giving her time and nothing changing, I sought what I needed elsewhere. I’m sorry I was an asshole about it before, but you weren’t giving me much of a sympathetic ear.” He looked at me with a raised eyebrow. He wasn’t wrong, but I was still angry and now confused.
“Dad, I’m sorry. Sorry that something…happened with mom. I imagine it’s a painful thing to live with. So why not get a divorce and move on? Not that that’s what I want for any of us. But why stay and cheat?”
“Because I love your mother, even without sex and I love you and your sister. You think it’s going to be easy on me when you leave for school? I’ll be proud of you, I AM proud of you, and I’m going to miss you as much as your sister and your mother will. At least I hope I will, if we can work things out. Look, I never should have brought Kelly into our home. I have before, but we always stayed in the living room. I never brought her into my bedroom. And I’ll stop bringing her to the house. But don’t ask me to stop seeking what almost every man needs. I’d rather it be with your mother. But under the circumstances…”
I melted for him, somewhat at least. Being in my own relationship where sex was an important component, I could understand his situation. I still was angry about him sleeping with someone behind my mom’s back. But as a man I could understand.
“You’re sure you can’t talk to mom? She will not go for help? It could be a medical problem.”
“We won’t find out because she won’t talk about it. Maybe it’s time I confronted her more forcefully. I won’t tell her I’ve been having sex, but I will tell her that’s my next step. It’s not one hundred percent honest, but it’s more honest than I’ve been with her. Would you take your sister on Monday night and I’ll talk to her?”
“Yeah I can do that. But you need to talk to her. Don’t risk her finding out the way I did. It will kill her. I’ll take Cammy to the Yankee game. We’ll be gone from 6 until about 11. Dad, thanks for being honest with me. I’m still angry, but I can see things from your side to some degree.” Even though my steak and baked potato were cold by then, I ate some of it. I needed something to soak up the beer I drank. And when dad and I got home, mom could see we were doing better. I was still carrying his secret, and when I looked at my mom, still a beautiful woman at 43, my heart went out to her, secretly. I couldn’t talk to her about the problem they had (it was hard enough discussing it with my father; no way could I do it with my mother), but I hoped they could.
Sunday night I talked to Eva and we made plans for her day off, Wednesday that week. It felt like it was a year away. Before bed that night, dad and I talked in my room, making sure I was still taking Cammy to the game the next night and I made sure he was going to go through with talking to mom. “As long as you do, I’ll keep your secret, dad. I promise I’ll never tell her as long as you try.”
I was on edge all day at work Monday. I asked to leave at 4 instead of 5, and Sy told me to go ahead. “Your mind isn’t here today anyway. Go, come back tomorrow with a clear head” he said, not unkindly. He and Marilyn were good people to work for. It was hard work, but what job isn’t? Before anyone would say Eva’s job, I’ll remind you that her job was the toughest of all. She was responsible for the safety of 20 children. Their children are what people most cherish in life.
I went home and showered off the days sweat and when Camilla got home she jumped in as well and then put on her Yankee shirt and cap (her favorite player was Louisiana Lightning, Ron Guidry) and we headed off to Yankee Stadium. I bought her dinner there (hot dogs and Pepsi, of course) and we watched the Yanks beat the Orioles, 5-3.
On the ride home, sitting in traffic in the Bronx, Cammy said to me “Jon, what’s wrong with mom and dad? Does it have anything to do with why you and dad were fighting last week?” Smart kid, and perceptive. I glanced at her and saw instead of being tired like she should have been, her eyes were bright and clear. How much could I tell her? I hated lying to her. But not everything was for her ears.
“Honey, I can tell you this: dad and I had a fight, about something I don’t want to talk about. We’re mostly over it, but even mom doesn’t know what it was about, and she was willing to let that be. So I’m going to ask you to do me a favor, as my sister whom I love and adore, and let it go as well. Can you do that for me and for dad?” I looked sideways at her for a moment.
“I wish you wouldn’t treat me like a little kid! I wish everyone stopped treating me like a kid! It makes me feel like you think I’m a child!” She sat there pouting and I felt like shit for not sharing the truth with her. But it was for her own good. I had no desire to break her heart over something that I still was having trouble with.
“Camilla,” I said, calling her by her given name, hoping it sounded adult, “I know people say this to you all the time and believe me, they did the same with me when I was your age, there are some things that you’re just not old enough to fully understand. There are still things I’m still trying to understand. It’s complicated. Life is complicated. I know you’re becoming an adult but do me a favor? In some things, stay a kid for as long as you can. You’ll have decades to deal with the hard things in life. Stay sweet and innocent as long as you can. I promise, if there’s something you need to know about, I’ll always talk to you. Right now, stay sweet. That’s your job in the family. And to keep studying for your Bat Mitzvah on October 6 and the party on the 7th. I’m excited for you! And you’d better invite Eva!” She smiled at that.
“I think that’s mom and dad’s decision. But if they ask me, I’ll tell them they’d better invite her!”
The rest of the ride was fairly quiet as sleep caught up with Camilla. By the time I pulled up to the house, the poor thing was wiped out, so I carried her into the house. There was no arguing going on, which was a good thing…I thought. Mom was sitting on the couch, watching the news, while dad was in their bedroom with the door closed. Mom looked like she had been crying.
Cammy was holding me around my neck in her sleep. “Mom, are you all right?” I asked her as softly as I could. “Do you want to talk?”
“Put your sister in her bed. I’ll come up and get her ready and then I’ll come down and talk to you. Please, wait up for me.” Shit, that just didn’t sound good to me at all. I carried Cammy up to her bedroom and I went to mine to get comfortable while mom took care of getting Cammy ready for bed.
We met back in the living room and, tired as I was, I listened to mom as she poured her heart out to me. “I know your father told you things I wish he didn’t share with you. But I’m glad you’re back to talking to each other.”
“Mom, I don’t know how much I can listen to you about this. It’s pretty uncomfortable, talking to you about something so personal. It was hard enough listening to dad.”
“I know. I’m not going to go into details beyond what you know. It’s embarrassing enough as is for me knowing you know certain things. But I want to ask you one favor. A big favor.”
“If I can, mom, I’ll do it. You know I will.”
“Your father and I need some time to work on our marriage together, alone. We want to go away for a week, the last full week in August, Sunday the 19th through Saturday the 26th. Then we’ll all be home for about 10 days before you have to be at school on Tuesday September 4th. Would you stay around and look after Camilla? I know it’s a lot to ask of you. You’d have to quit your job a week early to be around for her. But if you can…well, your father and I need this. We love each other, and we have to try to work this out.”
I didn’t even have to think about it. “Mom, I’m glad to help. Eva’s still going to be at camp that week, her last week. So I’ll make it right with Sy and Marilyn. They may be unhappy but they’ll have to understand. I’ll tell them we need family time before I go away. It will work out. Besides, looking after Cammy isn’t exactly a punishment for me. If I can see Eva that week, I’ll ask if I can bring her with me. If not, I won’t go. I’ll do anything I can for you and dad, mom.”
Mom was crying softly and she leaned over to hug me tight. “You and your sister are the best things we ever did. We raised two great young adults. Well, your sister is getting there. She’s so smart and mature. You’re both our pride and joy.” We held close a minute or two more. “Ok, thank you, Jon. You’d better get to bed or you won’t get up in time in the morning.” She kissed my cheek and we turned off the lights and went to our rooms.
I laid down, feeling hopeful for my family for the first time in a week. I’d do anything to help them save their marriage. I’d even forgive my father completely.
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The next evening, we all ate as a family and explained to Camilla that the last week of August would be just me and her, that mom and dad were taking a vacation by themselves for the first time since I was born. She accepted it well, looking forward to being the center of my attention. Mom made plans for them that day for a week at Hilton Head. I told Sy and Marilyn I needed to quit a week earlier than planned for family reasons and, while they weren’t thrilled, they understood and when it came time for my last day, they handed me my paycheck plus a very nice bonus for the last two years and good luck at school money. They were really good people, as I’ve said.
The next few weeks were as planned, and things were better at home. I went to visit Eva each week except the first week of August, when she saw her family. I even went up on Family day with Cammy. The rest of that summer was idyllic.
Each time I visited Eva alone, we got a room at the motel to be alone. We made love, had sex, wherever our mood took us. We’d get food at a deli or pizzeria, eat at the park, then come back to the room again for some more playtime. She even got permission for me to come for the full day the last week when I had Camilla and bring her with me. I got the feeling I was being checked out for a job the following summer.
One of those afternoons, after lunch, we were lying on the bed, me in my boxers and Eva in a pair of plain black panties. She didn’t bring her sexier lingerie with her for the summer; it wasn’t exactly practical to wear that kind of underwear in front of the girls and staff. It didn’t matter, I was thrilled just to spend the time with her. How sexy I found her to be had nothing to do with what she wore.
We were quiet, our hands moving around with each others, teasing, smiling. We kept kissing on and off, romantic and loving. “I love you, my sexy Bear” Eva said softly. Her breasts, small though they were, were rising and falling with each breath and just looking at her was having its effect on me. She giggled as she felt my hardon poking her thigh.
“I love you too, my lovely Angel. Or do you feel like being my naughty Devil?” I licked my fingertips and rubbed them slowly all around her areolas, first the left one, then the right. Eva sighed and giggled from my touch.
“Definitely your Devil. I’m feeling really naughty right now. So take advantage of me. You can be my dirty Bear” Eva said as she threw her arms around my neck and gave me the biggest kiss we shared that day. “Or my big stud lover. Come and get me.” She got on her knees on the mattress and backed away from me, teasing and tempting me by using her fingertips to tweak her nipples. “Come on, big boy.”
“On my way” I said eagerly, pursuing her on the bed. When I caught her, Eva laughed with joy and seduction and she actually pushed me on my back. She was smiling broadly before she kissed and bit my neck, then down my chest as her tongue lazily licked from my right pec to my left, including my nipples.
“You taste so good, Bear. Salty. Except your hair” Eva said with a laugh. “Could you shave your chest next time?” She said with mischief in her eyes.
“Sure. Then I’ll shave under my arms and my legs and then my pubes too. Then we can put lipstick on me and braid my hair.” I was busting her balls big time.
“Oh I think you’d look so cute, Joanna!” We were both laughing hard and play wrestling on the bed.
“Yeah? Can ‘Joanna’ do this?” I asked as I pushed her hand down my shorts and put my dick in her hand.
“If that’s a dildo you can” Eva responded, but she wasn’t laughing. Her voice was raspy and filled with desire. “But I really hope that’s not a dildo. I’d better make sure.” She moved down my body, pulling my shorts down and then she licked my cock. “No, definitely not plastic. That’s the real thing all the way!” Eva then devoured my cock, bobbing up and down with quick, skillful motions and her very talented tongue. I could feel her saliva soaking all along my cock and down to my balls and my groin. She was giving me a wet, sloppy blowjob and it felt amazing.
Her ass was wiggling around, just out of my reach, so I tapped her on her shoulder. Eva caught the message and, without letting my cock out of her mouth, she swung her hips around, still clad in her black panties, and lifted her leg so her knees were on either side of my chest. She gave her ass a deliberate shake, inviting me to return the pleasure she was giving me.
I could feel the head of my cock popping in and out of Eva’s throat, and she hummed when she did it, a new experience that made me shake with her, I moaned as I pulled the crotch of her now wet panties aside and attacked her lips with my tongue and my mouth. Eva pushed back onto my face, her wide hips spreading her asshole open. I kept tonguing her pussy, sweeping all over her slippery lips and nudging her clit. Each time I hit her little pearl, Eva’s thighs tensed up on the sides of my face. Each time she tried to swallow my dick, my legs shook wildly. And her asshole kept winking at me, opening and closing with her shudders.
I moved so my mouth grasped her clit and I slid one finger into her pussy, then I added another a minute later. Eva let my cock free, gasping as she said “You’re such a dirty Bear! So naughty!” Then she sucked on my balls, one at a time, while my cock rested under her throat. We kept going, and I kept watching her ass wink at me. I was transfixed and i had to try. I pulled my fingers out of her grasping cunt and put the tip of my first finger at her anus and applied a very slight pressure, enough so Eva knew what I wanted to do but not enough to actually penetrate her. I left that decision up to her; I wouldn’t do it if she didn’t want me to.
From down by my groin, I heard her say, loud and clear, “It’s ok, Jon. Try it. Just go easy. And if I tell you to stop, you’d better fucking stop.”
“Honey, you know me better than that. Just relax and if you say no, that’s the end of it.” I pushed a little and I heard her groan. I made sure I kept rubbing her clit in little circles with the fingers of my other hand to keep her excitement at a peak. I pushed slowly, her natural juices and my saliva providing a good lubricant for my finger. When I was in up to my final knuckle, Eva ground her hips hard as she came forcefully.
“More, Bear. Try another finger.” Her voice was pleading and sexually hungry. I licked along her pussy and then around my finger in her ass before I pushed my middle finger in with the first. not quite as slow but not rushing either. Eva let out a long, low growl, my cock now forgotten. I didn’t care; right then I just wanted to make my Angel feel good.
“Are you all right, Angel? Do you want me to stop?”
“NO! Don’t stop! Go a little harder, and keep licking my clit!” I could feel her hot breath on my wet balls but I didn’t push her to do anything besides concentrate on her own enjoyment. My fingers moved in and out of her ass as I kept teasing her clit, and Eva went through a bunch of orgasms as she fucked my fingers. I pushed two fingers from my left hand into her pussy, double penetrating her, and Eva went wild, fucking back on my fingers like a piston, and her juices were all over my hand and my chin. Then she let out a loud cry, loud enough that I cringed, worry that someone might call the police. After a minute of that, Eva just fell on my body, limp like a wet noodle. I slowly withdrew my fingers from her orifices and she laid there just crying softly. That worried me so I got myself out from under her and quickly moved behind her, my hard dick flopping around as I moved.
“Angel, are you all right? Did I hurt you?” I was caressing her shoulder and kissing the back of her head.
“Of course not, silly” she said, still sobbing softly. “I mean, there was some pain at first. But it went away and then it was so many sensations, so wonderful the way you did it. I didn’t think I could stop cumming.” She flipped over so she faced me, taking my face in her hands. Eva kissed me, not a powerful kiss, but a long, sensuous kiss, all love and appreciation. “Thank you for suggesting that, and really thank you for being so gentle about it. I think next time, we have to try your cock. Not now; I’m a little sore. But we will, yes we will.” She kissed me much harder and took my cock into her hand, squeezing me and jerking my shaft. “Now, what can I do for you? How can I make you feel like a king?” Her lips were next to my ear and her whispering promise of dirty things was making my dick throb.
“I’d love for you to just jerk me off. Let me cum on your face?”
“If that’s what my Bear wants…” She laid next to me, saying absolutely filthy things in my ear but with a soft, seductive voice. The contrast, along with her very skillful touch combined with how close I had been to cumming meant it wasn’t long before my balls were churning. I let her know how close I was and Eva scooted down so her face was right over my cock. “Cum for me, you dirty Bear. Cum all over my Angelic face!” Her face at that moment was far from angelic, but that hardly mattered. Her hand pumped me rapidly, rubbing the glans with her tongue, and I blew my load with forceful spurts, coating her face from above her left eye to her chin, even some on her throat. Eva was a mess when I was done, a gorgeous mess. “Such a sexy Bear.”
Eva kissed my cock a few times, then we giggled as we kissed and held each other, sexually spent for the day, happy as could be. I got up and got her a damp towel and she wiped her face clean and then my cock and her pussy and ass.
“You’re an amazing lover” I said, kissing Eva over and over as the shadows in the room got more orange and longer. “Every time, in every way. You set my soul on fire, Angel. I never thought I could love anyone the way I love you.”
“You’re one to talk. The things you do to me… Before we met, and I was taking care of my own orgasms” she said with a light chuckle “I never imagined sex could be so much fun, so…HOT. I don’t know how else to say it. I love it when we’re loving and tender. I really do; it’s so beautiful. But I also love it when we get very dirty together. And Jon…I never would have believed any of this could have happened just a few months ago. I had no idea what love would feel like. It’s a thousand times better than I could imagine. Because it’s you, my Bear. My handsome Bear. My loving Bear.”
We held on as long as we could, before we had to jump into the shower and clean up so we didn’t stink of sex wherever we went. When we left, we stopped in a small cafe in town for a light dinner (it was a hot, sticky night, not good for a big meal). When I dropped her off at camp before 9, we held on and kissed, always hating this part of our day together, the goodbye. “Sure I can’t tempt you to come back home with me?” I teased.
“Just two more weeks, Bear. We’ll have time on and off for a week, and then we’ll be together at school. We’ll be together so much, you’ll get sick of me” she said with a soft smile.
“Never happen. That day will never come. Unless a half dozen cheerleaders all surround me in their pom poms.”
“Male pig.” She slapped my chest in the same humor I made the statement. “Maybe I’ll get some big sexy football players to take care of me!”
“Hey, if you can work it out, go for it!” We were both laughing. We were playful, not serious in any way. We were deeply in love.
“Drive home carefully, Jon” Eva said as she reluctantly got out of the car. “Next week you’re bringing Camilla, right? You parents are going away?”
“Yep. She had a great time on Family Day. She’s looking forward to you being her counselor for the day. Sheryl has been so nice to me this summer.”
“You’d better believe she has a motive. She wants you for a counselor next summer. Its recruitment.”
“I kind of figured that out. Still, everyone here’s been so nice. If you’re coming back next summer, I’ll consider it. Assuming we’re together. I hope so.”
Eva was leaning in on my side. “I hope so too. I hope we have a very long time together, Bear. A very, long, time.” There was an unspoken idea there, something that would have terrified most guys who were 18. I wasn’t terrified by the prospect. I was actually thinking in the same way. But thinking it and talking about it are two very different things.
“Me too. But lets see how the school year goes? If everything goes well, I think I’d love to do this next year. I see how much you enjoy it and I think its a great idea, while we still can.” We kissed our goodnight kiss. “I love you, Angel. Call me Thursday and I’ll see you Wednesday.”
“Love you too, Bear. Love you.” She walked again behind the office and I went home alone. I enjoyed the ride in the morning to go see her, even with fighting traffic most of the way there. I absolutely hated the ride home, even with clear highways. Thank goodness the summer was almost over.
The following week our parents flew down to South Carolina and Cammy and I were left alone. If a problem came up that I couldn’t handle, our aunt Molly and uncle Maury lived twenty minutes away. I wasn’t worried. Short of appendicitis or something, I was sure we’d get along just fine together. We always did.
And that’s how that week went, just fine. Cammy and I got along great, I only had to “pull rank” a couple of times. We went to another Mets game, she hung out with friends a couple of evenings and I had my friends over another. And that Wednesday we went to visit Eva and Cammy spent the day with her group with I got attached to a boys group. Softball, morning swim, lunch, tetherball, a music session (with ridiculously cute music teacher), an afternoon swim, some time to just socialize and then dinner. Talk about an exhausting day. Singing by the campfire. Then it was time to go. The only bad part was I barely saw Eva at all the whole day.
She walked with Cammy and I to my car, our arms around each other. “I was so busy with those kids, I barely had time to miss you” I told her. “I don’t know if thats good or bad.”
“It’s both, trust me. I have that every day. I want to miss you, but I have very few opportunities to think about it. Until bedtime” Eva said discreetly. “Then I can’t stop thinking about you.”
“I can’t wait until Sunday, when you get home. I am going to do all sorts of fun things to you.” Don’t worry; Cammy was by my car, at least 50 feet away. “I wish I could kiss you the way I want to. With my hands all over you.”
“You’ll just have to settle for your lips on mine. And don’t count on me for Sunday night. I’ll be with my family and then I’m going to sleep in my own bed! Without an alarm! Call me before 11 and I’ll kill you!” We chuckled and we kissed a few times.
“All right, but Monday you’re mine all day long! Even if we just sit on the couch all day and watch tv.”
“Actually, right about now, that sounds perfect. And one night,” she said very quietly as we faced each other, her hands on my chest “we still have to try what we talked about last time.”
“Not in my car. That should be when we’re alone in bed. If we have to wait until we get to school, so be it.”
“Hey, Jon, lets go already!” Cammy called. “Don’t you two kiss enough?”
“It’s never enough, Cammy” Eva called back to her. “Some day you’ll find out!”
It really was time to go. Cammy still had her own camp the next day, her last day. I didn’t want her missing that so I had to get her home.
“Next week, we’ll be together, Angel. I can’t wait.”
“Me either, Bear. I’ll call you as soon as I get home Sunday. It should be around three or four. Now, scoot. And drive carefully.”
“Always, my love, always. I love you.”
“I love you too. Soon, Bear.”
Cammy told me all about her own day on the ride home and she told me she wanted to go to sleepaway camp next summer. A couple more years and she’d be ready to be staff herself. It was exciting and a little sad to see my own sister growing up like that. I wished, in some part of me, that she could stay a kid for a long time.
The rest of the week went fast. Cammy had a great and sad last day at her camp, crying a little when she got off the bus. I took her out for Chinese food, her favorite, but she wasn’t all that hungry. By Saturday she was fine and that night we picked up our parents from the airport. They got off the plane with nice suntans and big smiles. Mom hugged Cammy and dad hugged me. I whispered “How are things with you?”
He smiled, big white teeth contrasting with his tan skin. “Much, much better. We talked things out and…well, just lets say things are going to be much better between us. Thanks, Jon. For everything.” He hugged me again and I decided what I knew would be locked in my safe in my mind forever. Then I hugged mom and she also thanked me for looking after Cammy. I was just thrilled to have them home and happy.
Then the next day, Eva came home. I didn’t see her but we spoke on the phone for over an hour, beginning to make up for our summer apart. It was great knowing we could talk together whenever we wanted for as long as we wanted. But I couldn’t wait to see her.
Towards the end of our conversation Eva asked me “So, Bear, are you free during the day? My parents will be at work and Will and Walt will be gone all day.” I could hear the mischief in her voice.
“My parents are back at work, and Cammy is going to the pool club with her friend Dana. So I’m all yours, all day.”
“Well, let me sleep a little, then give me time to get ready. Come over at 1? And the door will be open, so let yourself in.” She giggled in a way that was making me crazy.
“I’ll be there, count on it. Should I bring something for lunch?”
“I have things in the house. Just bring yourself. And your libido!”
Just hearing Eva say that had me in overdrive. That night I hung out with my family, reading a book while they watched a dopey movie. But I couldn’t keep my mind on the story. My mind was on Eva, and what she had in mind for our day together. It sounded special. I wondered…
The next day I was at her house promptly at 1 and i remembered to just let myself in. I opened the door and saw a small sign on the wall by the stairs, about twenty feet away. “Up” was all it said, with an arrow pointing upstairs.
“Hello?” I called out, just in case. “Follow the signs!” I heard Eva call out from behind her door. At her door another sign said “Strip, then turn sign”. Ok, I’d play her game. It was fun actually. I got out of my clothes, except my boxers. Then I turned over the sign and the other side said “Everything!” I had to laugh; she knew me so well. I took off my boxers, then pulled off a strip of dark paper covering the bottom. “Now enter!”
I went in her room and she had the curtains drawn so the room would have been very dark, even in the daytime, except for the dozen or so candles that were lit. “MMMM My handsome Bear is here, all naked for me. A bare bear” she giggled and I laughed with her. Eva was on her bed in her short silky purple robe, tied around her waist, with her legs covered in black stockings. My cock immediately began to rise.
“Welcome home, Angel. That was very cute, those signs. You know me so damn well.”
“I sure do. My shy Bear. Or are you shy? Are you feeling playful? Are you feeling as sexy as I am?”
I couldn’t help stroking my cock a few times. “More. I want you so much. I think I might burst in a minute.”
“You’d better not. I expect better self control from my lover.” Eva crossed her legs and I thought I would pass out from lust. “Now come here, my love. Let me show you how much I missed you.”
I didn’t need a second invitation. I slid into bed next to my love and said “Hi sexy lady. You look like a present all for me.”
“Gift wrapped” she gasped as we kissed hard, deep passion right from the start. My hand slipped inside her robe and I could feel nothing but skin from her tummy up but she was wearing lace panties on bottom. As we kissed I thumbed her nipples one at a time, and she moaned with our tongues dancing together. “I’ve missed having you whenever we want. And I want you now. So much. So much.”
“Me too, my sexy Angel. I need you so bad.” I rubbed my cock on her thighs and Eva moved her legs so her thighs trapped my cock between them, then started moving her legs forward and back, in effect jerking me with her nylon clad thighs. I thought my eyes would pop out of my head, it felt so good. “Oh my god, what are you doing to me!” I moaned with pure lust.
“Doing something naughty to you” Eva said with a very dirty grin. “I haven’t been able to wear anything sexy all summer, and now that I can, I want to play.”
“Damn, Eva, that’s incredible” I whimpered as I grabbed her ass with both hands and started humping my cock between her legs. Whatever I was hoping or expecting before I got to her house, it sure as hell wasn’t that. “Hold still” I whispered, lost somewhere in ecstasy. “Let me do the work.” Eva stopped moving her legs and let me fuck her thighs. It felt silky smooth; every time I went all the way, my balls rubbed on the nylon, adding another layer of pleasure to what we were doing. What I was doing.
Eva pulled open her robe to expose her left breast and guided my mouth to her very hard nipple. I sucked greedily as if I expected milk to come out. She moaned with me as my hands kept squeezing her cheeks and I started pumping my hips as hard as I could. My orgasm hit me and my cry was muffled by her perfect breast, a soft small mound surrounding a firm nub. My cum shot on her thighs, on the sheet, even some on my fingers and her cheeks. It was a hot, thick load that left me spent, temporarily. I let her breast go and my mouth sought hers, kissing her with as much love as I had in my heart for her.
“Angel, that was…indescribable. Nothing like I was expecting.”
“Maybe that’s why it was indescribable. I loved the feeling of your cock, hot, throbbing, between my thighs. And when you came, the feeling for me was…indescribable” she said with an incredibly sexy laugh. We kissed harder, lovingly, wonderfully.
“Just one thing” I said. “You didn’t get to enjoy it.”
“Oh, I disagree, my sweet Bear. I enjoyed it quite a lot. I love making you happy. You made this summer so special. Coming to see me almost every week, making that long drive alone. The concert, loving me. I wish we had seen more of each other, but that wasn’t possible. You made the summer so much better than it already was. And now we have weeks and months together. Who knows, maybe years. And more years. I think about that, even though we’re young.”
“I think about it too. I think we’re both crazy, but it’s a good type of crazy. Although I think our families would think we’re bonkers for even discussing it.”
“No doubt. But they don’t know what we talk about. Or do, for that matter, though I guess they have a decent idea. Or indecent idea.” Eva rested her head on my chest and I tickled her back and shoulders. We were talking about marriage…again. It wasn’t the first time. Did we really love each other that much. at 18, to commit to each other for life? We were headed for the same college in a week. Time would tell, I thought. Time would tell.
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Over the next week, Eva and I shopped for things we needed to go away for months. And some of those months would be damn cold and snowy. When we weren’t shopping, we were spending time with my friends, who had become Eva’s friends as well. We also spent time with our families, separately as well as a night with each others. She came to my house for dinner Thursday and I went to hers on Friday. We were both family oriented people.
One thing we couldn’t do as much as we would have liked was make love, since her period came during the week. We expected it; she was on the pill after all, and it’s very predictable. Eva always offered to take care of me those weeks, but if she could live without, so could I. We would have plenty of time at school. Well, we hoped.
Monday, Labor Day, our last day at home. Eva and I stopped by a party in the afternoon but we promised to meet our families at Marco’s at 5:30 for an early dinner since we had to get a very early start in the morning. Also by being there early the small restaurant was able to accommodate are relatively large party of nine without waiting. Eva and I sat together and Cammy insisted on sitting next to me on the other side. She was going to miss me terribly, maybe more than my parents. And I was going to miss her too, definitely more than my parents.
It was a fun and melancholy evening, and it was even more special for Eva and I since it was the scene of our first date. Our families were friends now, and my parents were closer than they had been in a long time. When we left at a little after 7, Eva and I went to be alone for an hour. We both promised to be home by 8:30. So we went to what we thought of as ‘our’ place, the little clearing not far from the restaurant. No fooling around. Well, a little. We just wanted to be alone for a little while in a familiar and comfortable place.
We sat in front holding each other. We weren’t leaving each other, we were headed to school together, yet there was a feeling of a huge change in our lives. Would we last? Would we be tempted being around all sorts of new people?
Eva said “Bear, you haven’t sung to me in a long time. Sing something, please?” I thought and picked a Simon and Garfunkle song, ‘April, Come She Will’. A short song, kind of sad actually, so maybe it wasn’t the best choice. But it’s a beautiful song and I sang it well, though I couldn’t hit the notes Art Garfunkle could. Eva had a tear in her eye at the end. “Jon, why did you choose that? I mean, you sang it so beautifully, but it wasn’t what I was expecting.”
“I don’t know. I’ve always found it pretty to sing, I can pick another, something more appropriate for us.” I then sang ‘America’, also by S&G, also a slow, sweet sound about two young lovers traveling to discover America. That was much better, something germane to our lives. In the morning we would start the next phase of our lives.
Saying goodnight was hard, but we were all going up to Binghamton together. Her parents (minus Will and Walt, who were going to a friends house after they woke to save room in the car) in their car, my parents in theirs, and Eva and Cammy in my car, a mini caravan with three cars full of clothes and records and other things, like my stereo. We were leaving at 7AM. Ugh.
“I love you, Jon. My Bear. Thank goodness we’re going there together. I think I’d be terrified if I was doing this alone. Even with you, I’m still scared.”
“You’re not alone. It’s scary for me too. But we’re going to get through this together. And this time you’ll be valedictorian. First place all the way!”
“HA! I know I’m smart, but Binghamton is filled with smart people. I’ll be just another face in the crowd there.”
“Hey, let me tell you something. You will never, ever be a ‘face in the crowd’. You will stand out because you’re incredibly beautiful and because you’re incredibly brilliant. You stand out in any crowd. And I’m damn proud of you.” I kissed her long and loving. “I’m always proud of you.”
“I’m proud of you too. You’re smart; you have to be to get into Binghamton. You’re devastatingly handsome” she said with a big smile. “And you have a great singing voice. You should use it there. In a choir or a group or just for your own fun. Don’t hide it, Bear. It’s lovely.”
I stared down at Eva, into those soft blue eyes. I wished we could have spent the night together. But there was too much to do in the morning. We said goodnight and I got home just in time. I spent time with my family until we went to bed at 11. Not that I slept for a while. I wondered if Eva slept. I wondered what living away from my family would be like. I wondered about a hundred different things. I wondered.
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