The sexual adventures of Lacey and Ricky – Chapter 15

Chapter 15: Ricky makes a breakthrough

Ricky skipped Ms Gilbert’s civics class so that he could get home and make preparation for Tiffany. He found that he was nervous for what he was about to do and also anxious to make the afternoon special for her. He went into his house, flicking on the porch light on the way in. This was the agreed upon sign that mom suggested we use to let her know that we needed privacy.

He put some wine on ice and set out two goblets. His room needed just a bit of straightening to make it presentable for a young lady. He put on some slow, soothing music and connected to his Bluetooth speaker. It looks like mom even had some flowers sent to the house. He had given some thought to what it must be like for a girl the first time: She would be curious, and horny, but at the same time apprehensive and scared. She does not have the same level of control over what happens that a man has. Once a man’s passions are aroused, it would be like a loaded freight train: difficult to slow it down and almost impossible to turn it around. He will need to provide an atmosphere of calm, with details that show that he cares. He must seduce her so that her passions outweigh her fear.

Ricky quickly took a shower and got dressed. He thought about wearing his blue terry robe, because he thought that it would be sexy, but decided that it would be best for her to discover him just as she usually saw him. So he put on his favorite jeans and a plain black t-shirt. Everything was ready for Tiffany. It was almost time for her to arrive.

Tiffany came home with Lacey from school and was anxious to get over to Ricky’s house. We left our school backpacks in my room, said hi to mom, and headed out the door. I brought school books along to study while Tiffany was busy. We passed by the creek and I showed Tiffany where to find me when she was done. I could not go back home alone or mom would wonder what was going on.

Tiffany was quiet on the walk over to Ricky’s house. She looked down at her feet as she walked. On the way home from school, she seemed overly chatty, talking incessantly. I realized, now, that she had been nervous. I broke the silence, “You are worried, aren’t you. You needn’t be. Ricky is very caring and experienced. He will make this as pleasant for you as possible.”

Tiffany stopped and looked at me, her eyes shining with tears, “Lacey I am scared! What if he doesn’t like me; after I take my clothes off, I mean. You are so pretty, Lacey. My boobs are not as big and perky as yours. My flat nipples sit on dark, oversized areola. He is used to ribeye, and I am meatloaf. Also, I might have dressed differently had I known this morning that we were going to do this. I haven’t had a shower since I left home this morning. I probably stink!” At this, Tiffany began to cry.

I held her in my arms and let her have a good cry on my shoulder. “Ricky is not like that. He will only see the beautiful girl that lives within you. Let him see your smile and I guarantee his heart will turn to water. And by the way, you don’t stink. In fact, your hair smells amazing! I must find out what shampoo you use.”

At this she smiled and indeed looked very pretty. “There,” I added. “Ricky cannot help but love you if you look like that! You need to concentrate on your feminine graces and on seducing him, and don’t allow negative thoughts to spoil your day. You got this, girl!”

Tiffany kissed me on the cheek, “Thanks Lacey. I needed that.” Now we walked on much faster, and Tiffany held her head high. It felt good to be able to restore her confidence. I really hope that today will be spectacular for her.

I walked up to the door and knocked. Normally, I would have just let myself in, but I wanted to make sure he was ready. He stepped out the door, “good afternoon, ladies.” He bent down and kissed me once on the cheek. Then he turned to Tiffany and held her hands in his, looking into her eyes and smiling. She looked into his face and beamed. She had her confidence back and she was lovely. Taking her by the arm, he led her inside and closed the door, leaving me alone on the porch. I heard the click of the lock and turned toward the creek. I don’t know what I expected, but I felt shut out, and alone. Ricky was definitely giving Tiffany his full attention. A dark cloud began to settle over me. I tried to shake it off. This is only for an hour, and then Ricky is all mine, again. Well, mine and his mom’s. They would probably make love in his bed. She and Ricky had never made love in his bed before. They had done it in her bedroom, on the patio, in the basement, even once standing inside the barn. Why would Tiffany get to make love to him in his bed before I had the chance to make love there?

The dark cloud followed me to the creek. I began to think of the places that I wanted to make love to Ricky: In his bed, of course, in his mom’s bed, she was not sure why she wanted to do it there, in the tree house, in the girls bathroom at school, and in the backseat of a car. That must have been her ‘bad girl’ side coming out. I laughed a little and thought of other places where they would make love. And she would make love to him again. In as many places and as many ways as she wanted to. This would be the first and only time that Tiffany would have him. The cloud was gone and she began to feel sorry for Tiffany. She did not have a Ricky. Surely someday soon she would have, and then my Ricky would become a distant memory to her.

Meanwhile, back at Ricky’s house, Tiffany was overwhelmed when she saw the preparation he had made for her. The wine and elegant goblets, the fresh flowers that sat in a vase on the coffee table, the lights were dimmed, scented candles were burning somewhere in the house, and soft music played. She followed Ricky to the couch and sat down. “Ricky, this is lovely. How sweet of you.” He sat down beside her and she smiled and kissed him on the cheek. His face flushed and her compliments made him feel good. Her smile was beautiful and she glowed in anticipation of the evening.

He opened the bottle of wine and poured a generous portion in the glasses and presented one to Tiffany. We sat in comfortable silence, Tiffany holding his hand on her lap and sipping the wine. Finally he spoke, “So tell me about yourself. Do you have family? Any hobbies or aspirations for life?”

“Ok,” she began. “I live with my mom and dad and an older sister. I hope to become a nurse, someday, and have a real boyfriend that cares about me. Maybe we will get married and have a family some time. I have always wished for brothers and more sisters. I enjoy swimming and playing tennis, and I love coming out to the farm with Lacey. I wish I lived on a farm.”

“Ricky responded, “That sounds great. I have no doubt that most of your dreams will come true. I am sure you will make some fella very happy. I love your smile and positive attitude.”

“Thank you,” she beamed.

He continued, “What about your sexual experience,if you care to talk about it.