Hidden From Life Chapter 15

Hidden From Life
Chapter 15

“Wait up, and I’ll come with you,” he told her.

“I don’t have time now, and I’ll be late if you come in the shower with me,” she called back.

“Nonsense, with four hands, you’ll be washed in half the time,” he replied undeterred.

“But that will distract me, even if you’re good. And look at you,” she said, staring at his morning wood. With you like that, we’ll be in there forever.”

“No, I’ll be good, Julie. What I meant was I’d go to church with you.”

She turned to him, surprised by his reply.

“Church?”

“Sure, why not? If that’s where my baby is going, count me in.”

“You don’t have to, you know.”

“I know, now let’s get you washed.”

“No,” she shrieked, “if we’re going to be ready in time - separate showers.”

Julie slammed the door behind her, and a moment later, he heard the water go on.

It was late morning, and they had just finished breakfast. As John sipped his remaining coffee, Julie started to wash the dishes. He placed the cup down and slid behind her, nuzzling her neck. She gasped, and it became louder when his hand began to rub her leg.

“Hmmm, stop, John, I’m trying to wash the dishes,” she protested.

“And I’m trying to get you to do something else,” he murmured, raising her skirt to her waist.

Giving up on the dishes, at least for the moment, she turned and kissed him. His hands found and kneaded her buttocks as he pulled her body to his while they kissed. Finally, she broke the kiss, but she already felt his erection growing large.

“Johnny, I have to tell you something,” she began as his lips again found her neck.

She couldn’t speak for a moment, and her knees went weak, but she pushed him back a step with an effort.

“Wait for a second, and don’t get mad at me.”

Suddenly, he looked her in the eye with a puzzled expression.

“Why would I get mad at you, Julie? Tell me what’s up.”

“I’m sorry, Johnny, but it was a long time ago before yesterday that I was… intimate with someone, and I’m sore down there. Don’t hate me.”

He laughed at her before replying.

“You be silly, Julie. I can’t hate you, and I’m sorry I did that to you. You tell me when it feels better, I can wait. My God, did you think I’d hold that against you? What type of guy do you think I am?”

“I think you’re a great guy, but you seem to like sex a lot, and already I’m not up to the job of pleasing you…”

“Stop that, and besides, it seems you like sex as well, so what does that prove? Hopefully, this will last, and you’ll have years to please me. Besides, once you start doing it more, you’ll get used to it, and your pussy muscles will become as tough as leather.”

“No, they won’t, will they?” she wailed.

“Chill, I’m joking, Julie,” he said with a wink. “Now let me get to work as time is wasting’.”

“Don’t even think about it, Johnny. Today is your day to rest, so no work. Go relax; that’s an order.”

“Yes, boss,” he told her before saluting and leaving the room.

Julie found him sitting on the living room couch a few minutes later, with Emily keeping him company. She lifted the startled kitty and plopped her on the floor. He raised an eyebrow in surprise as, for the most part, Emily had carte blanch around the house. When Julie knelt in front of him and began to rub his thighs sensuously, he got the message.

“I thought you were sore…”

“I am, but there’s more than one way to skin a cat. Sorry, Emily, it's just a figure of speech. Now you get those pants down, mister.”

“Your wish is my command,” he said as he struggled to comply, and she rubbed his leg. Once they were past his knees, Julie reached out and wrapped her fingers around his rapidly swelling cock, making him moan. When she put her mouth on him for the first time, he was transported to paradise as her warm mouth took as much as she could fit inside. It’d been a lot of years since she’d performed fellatio, and she was never very experienced at it, but John didn’t care.

Just watching her lips move up and down his shaft as her eyes stayed locked on his was turning him on more than he could believe. When a hand cupped his balls, he almost lost it, but somehow, he held on. Julie was now making little gurgling sounds as she bobbed her head up and down. He watched some saliva seep out the corner of her mouth and slide down his shaft until it reached the base, where it rolled to and disappeared into his pubic hair. Knowing he wouldn’t last much longer if she continued, John gently pulled her from him and stood.

“What’s the matter? Did I do something wrong?” she asked.

“No, you were doing it too well, actually, but I want to return the favor,” he said, leaning down, wrapping his arms around her, and wrestling her body onto her back on the couch.

He yanked her skirt up and tugged at her panties until he removed them clear from her body. He kicked his boots off with his pants following. Then John straddled her head and guided his erection to her waiting mouth. Julie grabbed his cock and began to stroke the lower half as her tongue swirled around the head before she took it back in her mouth. He bent his body down and moved his face between her supple thighs.

He started by kissing the flesh of her inner thighs, but he was unable to contain himself, and soon, his tongue was lashing her pink lips rapidly. Unfortunately for Julie, she could not concentrate on her work due to his efforts. As her pleasure grew, she stopped sucking him, although she managed to continue moving her hand along his hardness.

When he switched to sucking her clit she wasn’t even able to do that anymore. She was helpless as her body responded like gangbusters to his attention, and when John’s tongue speared her clit as he continued sucking on it, Julie lost it. Her body thrashed about while her hand squeezed him tightly. John held on as her hips bucked beneath him and didn’t stop until she begged him to.

“Please, Johnny, no more. It's like torture; I can’t take it anymore.”

Reluctantly he pulled his face from her pussy, though not before licking its full length one more time. He then repositioned his body so he faced her while now straddling her chest. His hand brought his hard cock to her lips, and when Julie opened them, he thrust forward. Half his length slid into her warm mouth, and he felt her tongue lick the sensitive underside as he did so. Slowly he started to rock his body back and forth, causing his cock to go in and out between her lips.

Julie caught on quickly and began to suck hard on him as he moved, and remembering how he liked her playing with his balls, she again took them in her hand. He felt the pressure grow and increased his tempo until he reached the point of no return.

“Julie, I’m going to cum” he told her, intending to pull free, but she had other plans.


Her head moved forward until his swollen head hit the entrance to her throat while her hand continued to massage his testicles. He cried out as he felt the sperm flow through his shaft and into her eager mouth. Spurt after spurt hit the back of her mouth before she swallowed each down. When no more came, Julie pulled her head back, releasing him with a soft plopping sound, but she now licked the head like an ice cream cone, making him gasp from the feeling. Finally, she released it and smiled up at him like an angel.

“Did you like that, Johnny? Did I do good?”

“You did great, baby,” he told her before leaning down and kissing her tenderly.

John continued the renovation work during the week while she went to school, and once she arrived home, he would check on and visit with his father before returning to spend the night. When he had the opportunity, John went on the internet and researched, but unfortunately, the news was grim. It seemed Julie’s father had passed away four years ago, and there would be no reunion, but he had also discovered that she had some half-siblings that she never knew about. She was undecided on whether to contact them yet, but at least Julie knew she had some relatives.

On Friday morning, she hadn’t driven to work, instead catching a ride with Lauren, who was almost as happy as Julie about how things had turned out for her friend. The two of them talked as they left school that afternoon, discussing what had transpired recently, including the new hairstyle that Julie had just gotten during lunchtime that day.

“Are you sure Johnny will be here to meet you? I have no problem taking you home, Jules.”

“No, he told me he’d be here, Lauren, and so far, everything he’s said he’s done. Are you sure my hair is looking good, though? Is it too young for me?” Julie said as her fingers ran through her new, shorter, sleeker hairstyle.

“Stop worrying; it looks awesome. I told you Stefanie was the best. Now, it's still long, but it's layered with real style. Come on, Julie, have I ever steered you wrong?”

“No, not that I know of Lauren; you’re the best.”

They had arrived at the lot, and Julie saw his black truck in the distance.

“I see him parked at the far end,” she told Lauren. Do you want to come say hello?”

“No, you let him see the new you without me getting in the way. See you tomorrow, Jules, and kisses.”

“Bye,” Julie said as she headed in his direction. She felt giddy as a schoolgirl; she never remembered feeling this happiness when she was young. As she approached the truck, she saw he wasn’t inside the cab but standing outside on the far side from where she was coming. She heard him talking to someone, and it sounded like a female. Suddenly, her fragile self-confidence plummeted, and she wondered if it was too late to catch up with Lauren. Maybe the old Julie would have slunk away with her tail between her legs, but she had toughened up a lot lately.

‘Don’t even think of turning around,’ she told herself. ‘Whatever you are, you’re not a coward. You march right over there and see what’s going on.’

While she didn’t precisely march, she continued heading in the proper direction, though she tried to be as quiet as possible and took advantage of a minivan parked next to the truck to get closer while remaining unseen. She could now hear the voices clearly, and not only did she hear Johnny, but she recognized the other voice as belonging to Rachel Hughes.

“C’mon Johnny, why not? If you’re worried about my brother, don’t be. He’s been deployed overseas on his second tour, so he’ll never know.”




To be continued