I Love Lucy

THIS IS A REVISED VERSION OF MY ORIGINAL STORY. I HAVE COMBINED “I LOVE LUCY” with “i LOVE LUCY PT. 2”

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It was another boring day at the corner drugstore. Jim had to force himself to tend to his duties at the soda fountain. He had to wipe down the counters and fill all the drink boxes. Everything was routine until a cute little Blonde came in the side door from the parking lot. Jim knew the moment she walked through the door he couldn’t live without her. She was the most beautiful girl he had ever seen. He became light headed and could feel his pulse quicken and his breathing became shallow and rapid. He wanted to scoop her up in his arms and kiss her all over her body.

She was definitely the girl of his dreams. She was blonde, well proportioned, and tits that every guy dreamed about. She was wearing bib type black Bermuda shorts over a white button up short sleeve shirt. The shorts were truly form fitted and he couldn’t keep his eyes off her well rounded butt. She was about 5’ 1” and probably weighed around 100 pounds. She had what he would describe as dancer’s legs. The thighs and calves were proportionally rounded to match her sexy round ass.

She had heard from one of her girlfriends that a cute 19 year old boy was working the soda fountain at the corner drugstore and she wanted to check him out. Jim was six feet tall with a slender 160 pound frame. His light brown hair was worn in a crew cut. She pretended to ignore him as she nonchalantly floated about the drugstore. When she sauntered into the cosmetics department, he could see from the strategically placed mirrors in that department that she was also covertly checking him out. She knew he was watching her and it sent a delicious quiver straight to her crotch. She could feel her panties getting wet. After a teasingly slow stroll throughout the store, she finally made her way over to the soda fountain where he was working. She ordered a cherry limeade and then sat down in one of the booths while he prepared it. The aroma of her honeysuckle perfume lingered at the counter as he made her limeade. She stole an occasional look at him each time she thought he was not aware. She felt butterflies in her stomach as she watched him make her limeade. She tried real hard to look like she was not interested in him, but she blushed as her pulse quickened.

He walked out to her booth and placed the limeade in front of her. He silently waited as she took a sip through the straw. She was clearly aware of his continued presence and with the straw still in her mouth she gazed up at him with her beautiful green eyes and smiled. It was undeniably the sexiest smile he had ever received from any girl. Jim’s legs grew weak and he dropped into the seat across from her.

“Please have a seat,” she mockingly said, while taking another sip through the straw.

He tried, but couldn’t think of anything clever to say. So he just sat in silence, drinking in her beauty. Things rapidly became frustratingly uncomfortable for both of them.

“This is a delicious limeade. Much better than the last one I got here.” She said.

She was trying to eliminate the awkwardness and Jim tried to be charming, but started to stumble over his words and finally ended up asking her name. She avoided his question then smiled and asked him how long he had worked at the drugstore. This was the first time in his life that he could recall being tongue-tied with a girl. He mumbled that he had worked there about a week. He asked her if she lived in the neighborhood. She nodded her head yes and took another sip of her limeade. Jim tried to ask another question, but she looked up at the clock over the soda fountain and announced that she needed to get home. She promptly slid out of the booth and made her way to the door. Jim followed and asked again for her name. She hesitated a moment then smiled and said her name was Sally. He asked for her phone number and she rattled off a number as she went out the door. He quickly wrote it down on his order pad.

When Jim finished his shift, he went to the phone booth located in the rear of the drugstore and punched in the number she had given him. The recorded announcement stated that it is a non-working number. He hung up and went to Ms. Odom, an older woman who had worked in the drugstore for many years, and asked her if she knew where Sally lived. Ms. Odom had never heard of anyone named Sally. When Jim pointed out she was the little blonde he had waited on earlier. Ms. Odom laughed and told Jim that the blonde was named Lucy and she lived less than a block from the drugstore. Jim realized he had been given the proverbial hand job by the girl claiming to be Sally. He went to the pharmacist and asked him if he knew Sally. The pharmacist ribbed him a bit about the brush off, but gave him her full name, address and phone number. He also told Jim that Lucy was a senior in high school. Jim was determined to learn everything he could about Lucy.

The next afternoon Jim called Lucy’s correct phone number. After three rings it was answered by an older woman who Jim assumed was her mother. He asked if he could speak with Lucy. She wanted to know who was calling. He told her Jim from the drugstore. A minute later Lucy came on the line.

“Hello.”

“Hi, this is Jim from the drugstore.”

“I know who is; How did you get my number?”

“You gave it to me yesterday. Remember?”

“I gave you a…” She hesitated.

“A bogus number; yes I know.” Jim finished her response.

She didn’t say anything.

“Look if you really don’t want to talk with me I will understand”, Jim said. “I’ll just hang up and go on about my business. So it was nice to have met you. Good-bye.”

“No, wait! Don’t hang-up!” There was urgency in her voice.

“So, I take it you do want to talk with me.” Jim smiled to himself.

“Well, I suppose it would be rude if I didn’t at least listen to what you have to say.”

They spoke on the phone for two hours, until Lucy’s mother made her get off the phone. Jim was a freshman in college and he confirmed that she was a senior in high school and was old enough to date him. They made plans to meet the next afternoon to continue their conversation. That conversation the next afternoon led to a date and then another date, and another date. Soon they were spending all their spare time together.

After four months of dating they had settled into a routine. Lucy got home from school at three o’clock every afternoon and Jim got off at the drugstore at three. Lucy’s Mother and Dad did not get home from work until six o’clock. That left three hours for them to be alone with each other. Sometimes Lucy’s brother got home around 4:30 or 5, but most of the time he didn’t get there until six or later.

Their daily afternoon rendezvous were routine for a couple of horny teenagers. They engaged in a lot of heavy petting, but no sexual intercourse. Lucy was able to maintain control over their sexual explorations. As much as Jim would like more, he had only progressed to sucking and chewing on her nipples. He loved rubbing her bare 36C tits on his face and she loved the chills she got when Jim nibbled on her nipples.

The first time Jim met Lucy’s brother, David, it didn’t go real smooth. David was Jim’s age and was 6’ 2” weighing 220 pounds of muscle. They were both freshmen at the local college. Her brother was also a member of the U S Marine Corps Reserve. He made it a habit to stay in shape just in case he was called up for active duty. David invited Jim up to his room in the attic for a man to man talk about how he expected him to treat his little sister.

The door to the attic was right by the kitchen door. He followed David up the stairs and when he was half way up his head was at floor level of the attic and he got a panoramic view of the entire bedroom. There was a twin bed against the wall to the right and another twin bed against the wall to the left. There was a night stand with a lamp between the two beds. David sat on the bed to the right and had Jim sit on the bed to the left. David had a serious expression on his face and launched right into his rehearsed speech.

“I want you to know I love my little sister very much and I will not let anything or anyone harm her. I am older than she and I have always protected her from everything.”

Jim knowingly shook his head yes, but had a puzzled look on his face. He wondered why David was telling him this, because he had no intention of ever harming Lucy. He figured David was probably just one of those overly protective ‘big brothers’. That type of brother was the most dangerous because they could be set off by the slightest hint, or suspicion of malicious behavior toward their sister.

“I am older than Lucy and it is my duty to protect her. From the time she was a toddler, until she was a teenager, she slept right there in that bed you are sitting on and I slept right here. All that time I protected her from ghosts and goblins, night shadows, strange noises, or anything else that frightened her. When there was lighting and thunder, I let her cuddle in my bed with me until she fell asleep. She knew that she was always safe when I am around to protect her. When Lucy was in her mid teens our grandmother died and against our wishes, Mother made her move down stairs to grandmother’s old bedroom, but I still continue to protect her when she needs me.”

Jim could see that David was sincere and listened attentively, but soon became annoyed he had to listen to the sermon. “I appreciate the fact that you are a good big brother, but why are you telling me all this? I hope you don’t think I would ever think of harming her.”

“I just want to make sure that you understand that I will definitely hurt anyone that harms my little sister.