My Summer as a Girl part 1

Michelle

The year I was about to attend college, my parents were having marital problems. Their fights were becoming more frequent and I knew that one day something had to give. That happened one Saturday, my first day of summer vacation. I came home for dinner and found my mom in the couch waiting for me. I knew something was wrong. I sat down beside her and I took her hand to comfort her.

After a minute she finally spoke. “Your father has left and I don’t when or if he will be back.”

“Don’t worry mom. Things will work for the best. You still have me.”

“I called your aunt Susan to ask her if you could come visit for the summer. She said yes and would be happy to see you. I need some time to be alone and figure out what to do next.”

“How about a week? I have plans for the summer with my friends. Most of them are going back east to big colleges and I won’t see them until Christmas break.”

“No sweetie, I need more time than that. Besides, you can play with your cousin Chris. I don’t think you will be bored. Go pack a suitcase because we will be leaving in the morning.”

Mother and I drove quietly to aunt Susan’s and uncle Phil’s place. I looked out the window and watched the houses go by me. The houses became further apart and some were separated by pastures. The town we drove through was the typical small town. The kind you would see on an old TV show. The theater in this place had only one screen and the movie playing was one I had seen months ago. This town did not look like a place where a boy could have fun.

Ten minutes later, mom turned onto a gravel driveway. We stopped in front of a small house and got out. I was surrounded by sights and smells that I have never sensed before. A broad porch with a swinging chair cover the front. At the base of the porch, there were flowers in full bloom. As we walked up the stone path that led to to the front door, the scent of the flowers was intoxicating. You won’t finds smells like that in the city not even in the park.

Aunt Susan greeted us at the door and invited us inside. We walked to the kitchen and sat at small table. Was everything in the country this small? I know that they wanted to talk about my dad however I didn’t have any place to go. Eventually I grew tired sitting with my mother and aunt. I was about to run out of the house screaming, when in walked my cousin. All this time, I hoped that my cousin was a boy because I heard them mention Chris. However I came face to face with a girl. I was introduced to my cousin Chris, short for Christine. Still, I wished she was a boy. I thought to myself there goes my summer.

Chris was attractive and her body was fully developed. She didn’t wear makeup or if she did I couldn’t tell. Her shorts and blouse were cover in dust like she had been working on the back forty. When she walked over to meet me, her cowboy boots made a loud nouse. Her tomboy look had my aunt worried because Chris never really dated when she was in high school.

I stood when Chris walked over to me and shook her soft hands. I had never really noticed any girls before now and didn’t want to have the distraction of dating. During my time in high school, I spent most of my time coding my video game. I just knew I would be rich someday from the sale of my game. Because of the lack of me dating, my parents wondered if I was gay.

I think she was disappointed that I wasn’t a girl. Chris must have wanted someone to talk with her about things that a girl would want to keep secret from a boy. I think she could tell that I was hoping she was a boy. We couldn’t change our situation, we had to make do with what we had.

The house wasn’t that big for a place that sat on a hundred acres. I expected a larger house. As we walked from room to room, I noticed that the rooms were decorated modestly. The one thing that bothered was when we entered the living there was no TV or a computer. How could I watch my favorite shows? When we finished with our tour, I realized this what a real home should look and feel like. Our apartment in the city felt more like a place to live.

We walked quietly to the barn because we had said everything we could say about our schools and such. The awkward silence was starting to get to me. How could I get through a summer like this? I wanted to leave with my mother and get back to my room. At least in my room I could play video games and code to pass the time and have fun. Here I would be alone with nothing to do.

We stopped at fence and watched the horses feed on the sweet grass in the field. One of the mares has a colt that loved to run. I could empathize with the colt. I would love to run free without a care or better yet, to run back home. I was already missing mt friends.

Chris turned to me and said “Have you ever ridden a horse?”

“No. I live in the city and don’t have a place to keep a horse. Mom would be mad at me if I kept a horse in my room.”

Chris grinned. “Don’t they have places to rent a horse in the city?”

“I don’t know. I never really thought about something like that until now. Maybe I should learn to ride while I’m here.” A broad smile broke over her face. Maybe I can find something to do here after all.

That night after dinner I sat on the porch and looked at the stars. I have never seen so many stars. A cool summer breeze brushed my face. I thought to myself that I could learn to love this place. The city was big and dirty. Everyone seemed to be in a hurry to get somewhere. I liked the slow and quiet pace in the country.

Mom walked out on the porch with a sad look on her face. I knew she was scared about her situation. She sat down beside me and gave me big hug. Mom kissed my forehead and said she was leaving. I was torn between asking her to take me or staying here. In the end I knew I would have to stay because she needed time to herself.

I began to get tired. I entered the house and I asked where I would sleep. I was told that I would be sleeping in Chris’ room. The house only had two bedrooms and that was the only place for me to sleep. I grabbed my suitcase and followed Chris upstairs. I found a pair of pajamas and started for the bathroom.

Chris said “ You aren’t going to wear those. You will get too hot.”

“I don’t think it would be proper for me to sleep in the nude around you.” I haven’t ever been naked around a girl and didn’t want to do it now.

“Here, wear one of my nightgowns. It will be a lot cooler.”

“I don’t know. I would feel silly. I wouldn’t want any one to see me.”

“You won’t look silly to me. I think it would look cute on you. Besides, no one will have know about it unless you tell them.”

Chris turned to the dresser and produced a nightgown for her and one for me. I watched as she took off her top. Her breasts weren’t as big as the women in my dad’s girly magazines but they were nice. When she removed her bra, I saw her nipples were similar to mine only bigger and more tempting. I have never seen real girl nipples that close before. I don’t what came over me, I wished I could suck them.

She knew I was watching her so she gave her breasts a jiggle. She removed her shorts and stood there in her panties. I was hoping for more but I was denied the pleasure. She said to me “That’s the show for tonight. Maybe I can finish it someday. Now it is your turn to get undressed.”

I removed my my pants and shirt but I left my underwear on. I put on the gown and was ready for bed. The nightgown was really short and my underpants showed. Chris said “Not so fast. I need to see more and your underwear doesn’t go with what you are wearing.” She produced a pair of panties that went with the nightgown. I removed my underpants and gave a little wiggle.

“Are you satisfied. Did you like what you saw.” I put on the panties and asked “Where do I sleep?”

“In bed with me. Don’t worry I don’t bite.”

Chris’ bed was a queen size and there was plenty of room for the both of us. I slipped under the sheet. I felt sexy when the sheer nightgown pressed against my shin. I got hard and had to sleep on my side. I didn’t want Chris to see it. She turned out the light and climbed to the bed.