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Elizabeth was just that. Elizabeth. Not Liz or Betty. Elizabeth. She was that little bit formal so no one ever called her anything else. Her husband, Brent, called her ‘Hun' in public.
They had moved in down the street about a month before I knew they were there, the ideal family, a girl of twelve and a boy ten. My daughter Jenny got to know her girl, Chris, at school and they hit it off. The girls wanted to go to a concert together so we, the parents, had a talk on the phone and decided they could go if we could go. We'd sit near the back to stay out of their hair. I got the nod at our house. Elizabeth theirs. Imagine the surprise on both our parts when we saw each other for the first time. We'd dated in high school!
She was the same as I remembered. Quiet. Not exactly shy, but reserved. An inch or two shorter than I. Same nice figure. Not really extraordinary in any way. Just like me, seventeen years older now. The kids thought it so ‘keen' that we'd known each other, and in the car on the way, we reminisced about the old days. Neither of us confided we'd been close.
The concert was a very noisy affair, and it was impossible to have a conversation without shouting. We soon gave up, but I was very conscious of her beside me, and the occasional times we could not help but touch, my heart jumped in my chest. I pretended to keep looking around at the crowd, but every time I looked left, I examined her again. I think she did the same. I wondered if she felt the same. On the trip home, we couldn't get a word in, the girls were so excited. It was just as well. I would have had trouble making conversation.
I remember her well. We were seventeen that year, we started dating at Christmas time. We were both simple kids, and sex was never a topic of discussion. We just liked each other a lot.. As the weather warmed, we'd go for walks or I'd borrow Dad's car and we'd go for a drive. It was in Amber Park, a hill with a lookout over our home town that I first kissed her. I'd got up the courage to take her hand as we walked up to the height and when we got there, we stood for quite a while, alone, just looking down. I felt her eyes on me and turned to see her smiling. She said something like, ‘This is great.', but I'm not sure. Our eyes met and after a very long moment, we moved closer and kissed. It was a very chaste kiss. The only parts which touched were our lips and our one hands still held, but I felt hers hand tighten on mine.
That was the beginning. I've forgotten what happened next but it wasn't much. We kissed again and then walked happily back down to the car. On the way home, I drive with one hand, carefully.
I guess that was April. In May we became a bit more familiar until we were enjoying a close embrace at the side of her house before she had to go in. Of course, I was doing serious work on a certain member of my anatomy every night at the thought of her. Was she similarly employed?
School finished and at the last dance of the year, they played lots of slow ones as well as the other. I remember so well. She looked wonderful in a light blue and white cotton dress, you know, cinched at the waist, the skirt flowing out over her hips, the top a sort of blouse with ruffles on the sleeves and neckline. Very pretty.
We dance the night away and towards the end, when they turned down the lights, I pulled her really close and felt the pressure of her breasts trying to dint my chest. All night they brushed me, but now..... My imagination was soaring, and my erection was at full mast. I was naive. I didn't push, but her belly brushed against it several times and she must have known.
I parked in such a way that a bush hid us from her house. I turned off the engine and we just sat for a while. "I wish I didn't have to go, Bill." She had a summer job at a ‘Y' camp in Maine and she was leaving the next day. "Yes", was all I could say. We looked and smiled a sad smile at one another. She glanced at her watch. "We've got ten minutes. Kiss me."
At first, it was a very nice kiss, but the longer it lasted, the hungrier it got. I found my hands rubbing her back, particularly over the bra straps under the cotton. She took my head in her hands and stared hard into my eyes then put her arms around my neck, closed her eyes and kissed me fiercely. I heard her moan. I was pushing her back onto the seat with my kiss and now my hand came around to her stomach. She made no attempt to stop me. Up it came and gently cupped her breast. Under the thin layer of cotton there was nothing between me and it but a flimsy little bra. Again she moaned. I squeezed and felt for the first time a hardened nipple. I know she said something like, "Oh, Bill." We did talk I remember. I kissed her some more and switched to the other breast. Again she moaned. I gently pinched the nipple, not to hurt but to feel it better. She shuddered. With a full mouth press, my hand slid down over her stomach to her thigh. Her legs were apart, the hem of her skirt above her knees. My hand touched the soft inner flesh. "No. Don't. I... Bill." Her hand was on mine, restraining me and we stared at each other. Suddenly the porch light went off and on a few times. "Oh, Bill...." She looked at me. "I love you so." She opened the car door, got out, closed it, ducked to look in, shrugged and smiled a ‘gotta go' smile. That was the last time I saw her. My dad found a much better paying job that summer in another town half way across the continent and we moved. She didn't write or reply to my letters.
I wondered what went on in her head that night as we drove home from the girl's concert.. Later in bed, I wondered about what might have been. I had to admit I found her very attractive. I wondered whether she was having the same trouble.
It was hard not to see each other. We'd bump into each other all over town and, of course, the girls were always up to something which needed supervising. Every time I saw her, I couldn't help admire her. I think she made an effort to be less attractive, little make up, ordinary clothes, etc., but I couldn't help appreciating her. She had a certain style she could not hide.
It was at a swim meet that there was the first real indication that we were in trouble. I seriously think neither of us wanted to become ‘involved', but it was an irresistible force that was compelling us into it. At a meeting of the parents, we were standing in a group talking about the schedule and other arrangements when she placed her hand on my wrist to get my attention and then removed it too quickly. I saw it in her eyes. "Never mind." was what she said as she looked away.
What made things a little interesting was that both Elizabeth and my wife liked each other. Sally wanted us to be good friends. I was not so keen. It was hard as it was. I was thinking of Elizabeth far too much for it to be healthy for my marriage and to have her in the house or to go to parties. Trouble.
I was right. The Millers had a house party in the spring and she and Brent were there. She looked great. The dress she wore was similar to the one in my memory, which did not help. I took some time to check him out. He wasn't much fun, standing off to the side a lot. I couldn't find much in common with him. He was a golf fanatic, and that's a game I have little use for. Elizabeth and I steered clear of each other, a sure sign we were in somewhat the same space.
The next thing I heard was she'd got a job at the hospital. She was a nurse. I knew so little about her.
Sally really liked Brent. I don't think she had any untoward intentions, for she always mentioned him when she'd seen him around town. I think if she'd had something to hid, she wouldn't have. I, on the other hand, told her of occasional sightings of Elizabeth, fewer than there were.
It was in mid-summer, at another swim meet, that she and I found ourselves alone together. I offered to drive. Jenny and Chris were competing again. It was midweek so not many parents were there. Elizabeth and I were almost alone in the bleachers.
"How's it going?"
"Not bad. You? Enjoying our little town?"
"Yup." We looked out at the swimmers. There was that tension. "You know, we should talk. There's no use pretending what happened between us years ago didn't happen. It did."
"Right." So she did feel like me. There was still something there. I waited.
‘We were kids."
"Ya. That was a wonderful year. Sure wish things had worked out for us. Why didn't you write?"
"I thought it the best way to get over you. You were a thousand miles away. I doubted I'd ever see you again."
"Oh."
There was an awkward pause. It seemed to me I might have overstepped some line, wishing away my life. We both were married and had kids, yet here I was, and I had wished it all away. She didn't say anything. We changed the subject.
The next time I saw her was at a country club do. She looked great in a pretty summer dress and, in a brief quiet moment together I told her so. She blushed. I meant more to her than she cared to admit. I wanted her, dispute everything. Wife. Son. Daughter. And everything else.
We were standing beside one another in a circle of friends at a ‘do' soon after and I put my arm around her waist as I introduced her to another newcomer. I felt the quickening as she tensed. I immediately let go but let my hand graze her ass as I did so. Later, I saw her watching me. She didn't smile when I caught her eye.
The next time was at a burger joint. My youngest and I stopped in and there she was in front of us in the line with her younger daughter. She blushed again when she saw me. The kids chattered and we had a moment.
"Elizabeth. Is Chris going to the Area Swim Championships?"
She smiled, thinking she was on safe ground. "Yes. She's qualified. Julie?"
"I don't think so, but we'll see."
Her smile became fixed as her mind raced. "Then perhaps we won't see you there."
"I hope she does," I grinned. "Here. Let me pay for the burgers."
"We have to run." She said it to her daughter, not to me.
I knew they had only one car, so I waited outside the hospital one afternoon. I had called her home to discuss the next ball game on the girl's schedule and found she was at work until five. She was easy to recognize as she came out the staff entrance and made for the bus stop. She looked great in her white uniform, the white stockings, and the rich blue cape. Those were the days! I drew up at the stop. "May I offer you a lift, Elizabeth?" She was startled to see me but it would have been hard to turn me down in front of a group of strangers. Grudgingly, she got in.
"I was just in to see a friend."
"Convenient." She didn't ask after whom.
"Yes." I had to watch the road, but I felt her eyes on me.
We rode in silence. "Funny. For two people who see a fair amount of each other, we don't have a lot to say," she said.
"Yes."
Again the silence. We were on a busy side street, and just ahead, a car pulled out. I parked. "What are you doing?"
"We need to talk."
"We do?"
"I do."
She turned to lean against the door. "Something tells me I don't want to hear what you want to say."
"Why?"
"Because you've said too much already."
"What?"
"Your eyes speak volumes. It's a wonder someone hasn't commented."
"I'm sorry. I can't help it."
Silence again, then a small smile. "I guess I should feel complemented. I've never had a man lust after me. Ever." I wondered after her marriage with Brent.
"Oh yes, you have."
The smile brightened. "Yes. A long time ago. Thanks for the memories."
"What can I say? I love you."
"No, you don't. It's just lust. Besides, we're married, not to each other, with children. It wouldn't be worth it."
I watched her. I could see the conversation was having an effect. Her eyes were dark, the pupils wide open. She looked away. "Drop me at Main and First. It's where I normally transfer."
I sighed. We rode to the bus stop in silence.
"Thanks for the lift."
At the country club spring dinner a week later, at a table for twelve where we were squeezed close together, I managed to be seated beside her. She was beautiful in a dress very reminiscent of the dance long ago, the skirt flowing over her hips from the cinched waist, the bodice full and loose over her breasts. Surrounded by friends, I had to be very careful. The tension was killing. A few times my arm brushed hers or hers mine. A few times as she leaned forward to put a bite in her mouth, her blouse top fell forward and I got a glimpse of velvet breast. I wanted her.
It was during the main course that I reached with a leg to touch hers. I saw her knife and fork pause for a moment as she prepared a morsel for her mouth. It took her a second or two to move her leg. She turned to me and said quietly, and with the sweetest of smiles, "Don't do that and pass the salt."
I got the salt and said, "You look wonderful. I love you."
We were interrupted by the others at the table.
Later in the evening, there was dancing, and after the right thing to do, dancing with our spouses, we began dancing with others. I took my time getting her into my arms. I didn't want any suspicions raised. It was Sally who asked me to dance with her. She couldn't refuse.
"Well, here we are again." She smiled.
"It was bound to happen."
"Was it?"
"Yes."
"You should exhibit a little self-control, Bill." Sally danced near by with another friend.
"I should, but I can't. You have no idea what pleasure it is to touch you."
"Leave it alone, Bill. There's no way." Again the smile, as if we talking about the price of grapefruit.
The music quickened and we matched it. Suddenly she was there right in front of me, we were doing the twist again. She threw herself into it as if to block the thoughts in her mind. It was obvious to me that her breasts were bobbing about in that blouse top. Not much of a bra, I thought. As we returned to the table, I put my hand on her back to guide her through the crowd, and my fingers felt the thin cloth of the bra. I bowed to her as she sat. "You're a bugger!" she said quietly.
So two days later, I picked her up at the bus stop outside the hospital again. "I've been expecting you," she said as she got in. "You don't give up easily."
I parked a few streets away. I was so excited. She started. "This won't work, Bill. You want me, but you can't have me. You may not have my body. so there."
"Elizabeth, you're driving me crazy. I can't work and I can't sleep for thinking about you. I really am sorry."
"How sorry?"
"Don't you feel anything for me."
"You've got to be kidding. You cause me endless sleepless nights. I don't need this. Go away."
"You're teasing me. You shouldn't have got into the car back there."
"No. I want to talk it out. I don't want to be thinking of you all the time."
"Ah!"
"Yes. I do feel that way, but it's not going to happen. You can't...... have me."
"So you do imagine being in bed with me."
"Do you mind? Get out of my head! Take me home."
I dropped her downtown again.
On the Saturday, I heard Sally talking to Elizabeth on the phone. Brent was taking her kids to a local ball game and she was having some time down. I was in turmoil. I raked the front lawn so I could see their car leave, then I told Sally I was going for a stroll. I went around the block and came up the street without being seen. When she didn't come to the door, I went around to the back.
At first I didn't see her. The garden is quite overgrown, but there she was, standing under a tree, both hands on a branch just over her head, her back to me, dressed again in light summer cotton. I didn't want to scare her so I called, "Hi. It's me."
She dropped her arm and turned. "Oh, God! What are you doing here!" .
"Just thought I'd drop in."
"You shouldn't be here. Everyone's out."
"I know."
"Oh."
"You're looking great."
"Hmm. Thank you."
I took a few steps towards her.
"Just stay where you are, Bill."
"I want you." I took another step forward.
"Please don't. Please don't," but she hadn't moved. Her hand was still in the branch over her head and I could not help thinking about the breast which would be raised by the stretch. Our eyes met. "They'll be back very soon."
"How soon." I was only a foot away from her.
"Too soon."
I walked around her, feasting on the body I wanted. "I like what I see."
"Yes. I know. But don't." She hadn't moved.
"Don't what?"
"Just don't. Go away before it's too late. I beg you."
Behind her again, I reached around and put my open hand on her midriff.
"Bill! Please!!' Her free hand came up to trap it there. "Please, Bill." It was a plea, but she wasn't angry, and though her hand held mine, it was gentle. "Please. Don't."
"I love you so, Elizabeth. I want you." My hand slid out from under hers and covered her stomach. I pulled her towards me. Looking down, I could see the blood exploding through the arteries in her neck.
"Please, Bill."
I couldn't be sure whether she wanted me to stop or go on.
"They'll be back any moment."
I kissed the throbbing neck, and felt a shudder under my lips. She turned, her face a few inches from mine. "I.... Please...... Please don't." Her eyes were wide and there were tears in them.
I kissed her.
She just let me to start, but soon her hand dropped off the branch onto my shoulder, and she was involved. "Don't. I don't want to do this." By degrees, her body moved into mine until we were glued head to foot, our lips crushing the other's with the fervour of desire. "I can't do this." I had both hands on her derriere squeezing the cheeks and grinding her body into my erection.
"Go away, Bill. You are bad for me. Go away. Please go away." All this said between kisses and one leg had come up to hook behind mine to help with the hug. My finger tips sensed the big gap between her legs and I reached lower between the cheeks. "God, I want to do this."
We both heard the car doors slam and the shout of a child. We backed away from each other and I pushed into some bushes at the side of the garden. A moment later, the youngest came around the side of the house and Elizabeth went in with him. It was dusk and I got home without being seen.
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