One with the Wind (2 page)

            Josie tried to keep busy the next day but she still longed for Nick. “See you around,” she constantly muttered to herself. She couldn’t even brag to her friends about making-out with Nick Markovich, because it wasn’t much more than a kiss.
What kind of guy kisses a girl and leaves her hanging. Damn him!

            Soccer practice wasn’t distracting enough either. Josie ran harder and faster than usual but had left over energy which she worked off on the treadmill. Still the yearning remained, but at least she was exhausted.

            Josie caught her breath and drank deeply from the water fountain. She felt someone bump her lightly on her backside. “Don’t drink all the water,” he said.

            She stood upright and wiped the water dripping from her chin. Josie’s eyes widened and fixed on Nick’s bare chest. Her loins started to tingle and her stomach swirled as she drank in his dirty, sweaty body.

            Nick wiped his brow and tried not to stare at the sweaty patches that highlighted her breasts and crotch. “Why are you all sweaty?”

            “Soccer practice and then I ran on the treadmill,” she said, forcing herself to look away from his chest.

            “Why do people run on treadmills? It’s so stupid. You run and go nowhere.”

            “I’m trying to work of excess energy,” she replied.

            “Well there are better ways to do that,” he said with a wink.

            Josie smiled, scolding herself for staring at the muscles on his chest. Her gazed dropped down his tight stomach to the area above his trousers. She stole a quick look at his bulge.  The idea of working of excess energy with him certainly crossed her mind. She blushed and turned away from him.  “Yeah, so I hear. I gotta go. I gotta take a shower.”

            Nick leaned against the water fountain and smiled.  “We should hang out sometime.”

            “Yeah, sure, when?” Josie replied with more enthusiasm than intended.

            “Should we grab something to eat after we’re both clean and showered?”

            “Sure,” Josie replied casually, trying to control her excitement.

            Josie stepped under the shower and turned on the cold water. Her sweaty skin stung under the cold stream but she felt invigorated. She was ready to take on Nick Markovich.

.           Nick was waiting just outside the locker rooms when Josie appeared. “I was thinking of the Main Street Grill. Does that sound good to you?” he asked as they walked to his car.

            “Sure,” she said.
Sure, why do I keep saying that! He must think I
am stupid. What if we don’t have much in common? What if he doesn’t like me? What if I say the wrong thing?

            Nick ran ahead toward his Honda Accord and cleared away the papers and candy wrappers that littered the front seat. “I wasn’t expecting passengers,” he said, holding the door open for Josie. She climbed inside and smiled nervously as he sat behind the wheel.

            They stared at each other awkwardly until Nick turned the ignition. “So we’re off.”

             

            Josie looked out at the houses and people going about their business. Johnstown was regularly criticized but she liked her home town. It was cozy and quaint, nestled between the Stony Creek and Conemaugh River. She had visited cousins in the east who lived in sterile, suburban homes that lacked personality.

             They took their seats at the restaurant and Josie picked up the menu. “I recommend the chicken taco minis,” Nick said before she opened it.

            Josie had been to the restaurant many times. It was one of her favorite restaurants in Johnstown but she said nothing. “Tacos are good. Sliders are good too,” she replied.

            “I don’t eat red meat, or pork,” he said.

            Josie sighed. “Okay.” The waitress came to take their order. “I’ll have a diet pop,” Josie said.

            “You shouldn’t drink pop,” remarked Nick, “it’s really bad for you. You should really get an iced tea or water, or something else.”

            Josie stared at him. “Is lemonade acceptable to you?”

            “It’s not what is acceptable; it’s what is healthy,” he said with a smile.

            “I’ll have lemonade,” Josie said to the waitress. She studied Nick’s face and looked at his baseball cap. “Why do guys wear their baseball caps backwards? Isn’t the whole point of a cap to shade your eyes from the sun?”

            “That’s what sunglasses are for,” he said. “I don’t know. It feels more comfortable on my head like this.” He turned the baseball cap around so the peak was hanging to the side. “Is this better?” He twisted it forward and lowered it over his eyes. “Or is it more proper if I wear it like this? David wears his baseball cap like this, doesn’t he?”

            There it was, the reason he left her hanging.
I have a boyfriend
. “David and I are on the outs,” she replied quickly which surprised her. She had guessed since she had been pining for Nick since they kissed, her relationship with David was nearly over.

            “That sucks,” Nick said, trying not to smile. “What happened?”

            Josie shrugged. “Life, you know.”

            “Yeah, life gets in the way of our best intentions,” he said, as the waitress set their order of chicken tacos in the center of their table.

            Nick picked up a mini taco and shoved it in his mouth. Josie felt a rush of warmth through her body as she watched the cheese sauce slip into the corners off his mouth as he chewed. 
The way he
chews is even sexy
.

            “So what happened with David, not sensitive enough, didn’t cry at sad movies, predict your menstrual cycle, or was it simply he didn’t satisfy? Does he have a small pecker?” he asked, wiping the sauce from his mouth.

            Josie gasped. “I wouldn’t know!”

            “Ding! Ding! Ding! We have a winner! He didn’t satisfy,” Nick teased. “Was it his sloppy kisses or limp dick?”

            She dropped her taco on the plate and stared at him. “What the—No! You’re wrong.”

            “So you’re a virgin because you’re saving it for the special occasion, or maybe even your wedding night?”

            “How do you know I’m a virgin? Why do you think this has anything to do with sex?” she asked, not realizing her voice grew louder. A mother with two kids sitting at the table behind them turned and glared at Josie.

            Nick chuckled, enjoying his playful torture.

            Josie lowered her head and whispered, “Look, it didn’t happen yet because the time isn’t right.”

             “It didn’t happen yet because you’re not hot for him. The thought of his hot and sweaty body looming and panting over you doesn’t appeal to you.”

            She glared at him incredulously, not believing he could be so explicit on their first date. “What makes you think I’m not hot for him? Maybe I dream of his hot, sexy body all the time.”

            Nick took a sip of his iced tea and swung his arm over the chair. “Here’s the deal with David. Instead of pushing you too far in fear of losing you, he’ll go along and do whatever you want.  He’ll wait years to feel the soft, wet flesh of your pussy.” He dipped his finger into the cheese sauce and licked it. “So you carry on the charade of boyfriend and girlfriend until you convince yourself that he cares about you and loves you because he waited
.
Eventually you’ll give in and convince yourself you’re satisfied.”

            “You’re wrong! A guy who will wait for you, until you’re ready, does care for you,” she said folding her arms.

            Nick wiped his hands and month. “No sweetheart. Guys want pussy. Some will go from pussy to pussy, because they can’t find the one that truly satisfies; others will wait because they believe they can’t satisfy the pussy, so they play the nice guy. It’s all about the power of the pussy. Your boy David, fears the pussy. He fears your pussy.”

            Josie threw herself back against her seat. “What about you? You seem very interested in my soft, wet pussy. Do you fear the power of the pussy? Do you fear my pussy? Nick?”

            He grinned and picked up another taco. “I’m terrified of your pussy.”

            Josie stared at the taco lying in front of her.
Maybe he has a point; sex and intimacy is terrifying. How does he know this about me?
She stared out of the window and tried to calm her thoughts. As much as she desired him, his candidness frightened her, especially because she wasn’t nearly as strong or as confident as she made herself out to be.

            After dinner, they stepped onto the sidewalk and before she could say anything, Nick scooped her up and carried her across the street. He bundled her into the car and stared at her with a hungry gaze. Josie felt her face flush and her skin prickle with excitement. Her body clenched as she waited for him to lean over and take her.

            Nick brushed his hand against her leg but before she could respond, he started the ignition. Josie furrowed her brow. When they pulled up in front of her house, Josie opened the door. “Thanks for dinner.”

            “Anytime,” he said.

            Josie leaned closer to him until she could feel the warmth of his breath. “Thanks for the education. I didn’t know just how powerful my pussy was.”

            “It’s momentous.” He leaned over and brushed his lips against hers. Goose pimples dotted Josie’s arms and legs as she closed the door behind her.

 

            After spending more time with Nick, Josie knew that she no longer wanted to lose her virginity to David. She started looking forward to going to bed at night so she could spend hours fantasizing about Nick sweating and panting over her. She imagined him lying on top of her and wondered about the size of his penis.

            She couldn’t take it any longer and came up with a simple plan. On Saturday, her parents were driving her sister, Daphne, back to college at Virginia Tech. That would give her plenty of time alone in the house. Inviting Nick to come over and “hang out” was easy, but she wondered what she could do to seduce him.
What if he just wants to hang out?

            Josie woke up early on Saturday morning so she had time to try on different clothes and do her hair. She cleaned the house and spent extra time sorting out her room. She shoved her stuffed animals, embarrassing pictures and silly games under the bed. She tidied her desk and packed her books away.

            The doorbell rang.
Thank God he arrived on time. Thank God he arrived
. She straightened herself as she answered the door.

            Nick smiled out the corner of his mouth and looked over his shoulder. For a moment, he forgot how to speak as the sight of Josie made his body shudder. He scratched his baseball cap and looked over his shoulder again. Having sex with Josie definitely crossed his mind many times but the thin dress she was wearing made him realize that today was the day.

            “Do you want to come inside?” she asked.

            “Um sure.” Nick followed Josie into the house, forcing himself not to stare at the way her dress caught on her protruding nipples. He knew she was not wearing a bra and it made him curious if she had panties on.

            Josie took his hand in hers. “Do you want a tour?”

            “Um sure,” he grunted.

            When they got to Josie’s bedroom, Nick noticed a poster on her wall. “Is that the German soccer team?”

            “Yeah,” Josie replied.

            “Do you like the German soccer team, or do you
like
the German soccer team?” he asked.

            “Like, besides your favorite athlete is Viktor Lebedev.”

            “I don’t think I can do this in front of the German soccer team,” he said.

            “They really don’t mind.” Josie walked over to the wall and took the poster down. She bit her lip and thought about what to do next.
Should I lie down on my bed?  Should I take off my dress?
She turned around and stared intently at Nick. “Don’t be scared, my pussy won’t hurt you; it wants you.”

            Nick grabbed her waist and pulled her to him. He kissed her hungrily and traced his fingers along the curve of her spine. Josie placed her hands on the nape of his neck and pressed herself against him. She could feel his bulge against her lower belly and it sent a shockwave through her body. Nick brushed the pad of his thumb against her nipples which stiffened under his touch. She stepped away and pulled her dress over her head, letting it fall softly to the floor.

            Nick looked at the soft contours of Josie’s body and pulled her closer. His bulge formed a clear outline in his pants and throbbed with desire. She pulled his t-shirt over his head and felt the ripples of his chest. Nick unzipped his pants and let them drop to his feet. He pushed her backward on the bed and lowered himself on top of her. He rubbed his cotton-covered erection up and down against her panties, which were already wet.

            Josie threw her head back and groaned as his tongue found her taut nipples. She ran her fingers through his hair as waves of pleasure coursed through her body. Nick rose to his knees and curled his fingers around the top of her panties. He carefully slid her panties down her hips and along her legs. He dropped them to the floor and eased off his boxers. His erection sprang free. Josie sat up and touched him with her forefinger. Nick gasped as she rubbed the length of his shaft.  

            He placed his hand over Josie’s and gently lowered her down to the bed. He opened her legs and pushed the head of his penis against her sex. He could feel that she was tight and he didn’t want to hurt her. “Relax,” he said softly.