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“Still breaking hearts then?” he asks and I cringe a little, knowing that’s not how her marriage ended.

“I guess I lost my touch late in life. He left me if you can believe it.”

“He left you? Sounds like a man who didn’t know how good he had it.”

“Seems to be a theme in my life,” she says looking at me.

CHAPTER 13

TWO BECOME ONE

OWEN THEN

I’ve never felt this way before.

Mollie is everything and I can’t get enough of her. We are inseparable and when we are apart, I count the minutes until I see her again. She’s perfect for me in every way and I think I’m in love with her.

Tonight, we are riding the Ferris wheel, playing mini-golf, and getting some ice cream. It’s a corny date, but she seems excited to go and I’m all about keeping her happy. After I pick her up from next door, we walk hand in hand to the amusement park.

“It’s so hot tonight,” she says wiping her brow with her free hand.

“You are so hot tonight,” I say squeezing her hand in mine. She looks amazing as usual in a grey and white striped tank dress and flip flops. I’m in my shorts and white t-shirt uniform and I’m already sweating.

“I’m hoping the ride gets going at a decent speed so we will have a breeze,” she says like we haven’t been on it a few times already this summer. We’ve officially been together for a few weeks and this is a favorite date for her.

“It definitely won’t but I promise ice cream later to cool us off.”

She looks at me like she wants to kiss me. I’ve become an expert on knowing when she wants me to kiss her, because it’s my favorite thing. I lean in and place a soft kiss on her mouth. When I pull back, she grabs the back of my neck and pulls me in for a deeper kiss.

“Ooh, sweaty neck,” she says, wiping her hand on my shirt.

“We’re going to need something stronger than ice cream to cool us off,” I say.

“Maybe a firehose?” she jokes and we both laugh.

Kissing is as far as we’ve gone together along with light dry humping and a whole lot of groping over clothes with the exception of me worshipping her tits bare. I have no desire to rush her, so I’ve taken it only as far as she has been comfortable so our pants have stayed put. Being with her feels like the beginning of something special, something real. Like our whole lives are unfolding before us and the possibilities are endless and vast.

I grab her hand and pull her to the line for the Ferris wheel, getting behind a family waiting. They all pile into an open round green car and the kids squeal as they lift off. We wait for the next car and hop in when a couple gets out on the other side. Mollie sits next to me and we enjoy the small breeze that flows over us as the ride carries us up and around.

We stop at the top and even though it’s hazy, we can still see the lights from Atlantic City, as well as Beach Haven. Mollie takes her hand from mine and places it on my thigh. She rubs her hand against my shorts and I figure she’s wiping the sweat from her hand until she slides it up a little higher and closer to my dick who has been fighting the good fight since I saw her ass in that dress. I’m not an animal though, so I’m able to control myself.

When I look at her, I can see she’s focused on what she’s doing as she glides her hand over the crotch of my shorts. I startle and her eyes go to mine. Her smile is dirty and a little sweet and I instantly go from half hard to full-on boner town.

“Hi,” she says in a soft voice running her hand back and forth as we remain stopped at the top of the ride.

“Hi,” I say and my voice sounds strained. Is she the first girl to touch my penis? No, but she’s the first one who I care about and don’t want to embarrass myself in front of.

Her smile is a little saucy as she leans in to kiss me, continuing to stroke me over the thin fabric of my shorts. I hold her head in my hands as I deepen the kiss, tangling my tongue with hers. I’m in ecstasy and possibly overheating but I’m not stopping anything that’s happening right now. I feel her other hand trying to unbutton my shorts as the ride jerks and begins its descent.

“Oh shit,” I say disengaging from her and laying my arms over my erection and half-open fly. Her eyes glance to my arms covering and she bites her bottom lip. Fortunately, we glide through the bottom of the ride to go around again and I’m able to button myself and adjust my dick so it’s not going to poke some kid in the eye.

“Do you want to skip ice cream?” she asks and I think I know what she means but I’m not sure.

“I would be okay with skipping ice cream. What would you like to do instead?” I ask as we reach the bottom and stop, the bar disengaging so we can get off the ride. I step out first and offer her my hand to help her out.

When I pull her up, she leans up to whisper in my ear. “Go to my house and have sex.”

Well, I thought my dick was happy before, but now he’s over the moon. “Sounds good, just walk in front of me until we leave the amusement park full of children at crotch level.”

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