Intense Desires...

Book Learning and Actual Practical were Poles Apart...

I'd seen the parts involved up close and personal before. When I was younger, me and other kids in our area, like everybody else, played "doctor-doctor" and "I'll show you mine if you show me yours" to see what they looked like, albeit not on someone even close to Mrs. Sood's age. As she stood there pondering, all of this ran through my head. She finally returned to the couch and sat down. She asked, "Would you like to kiss me?"

My pulse had to be 140 since my heart jumped into my throat. I was at a loss for what to do next and utterly froze. I couldn't even utter a word. My thing became so difficult that I feared my pants would rip. All I could say was "Uhm, Uhm, Uh."

Mrs. Sood gently turned my head in her hands and kissed me on the lips.

This was electrocution if Yamini's kiss on the cheek had been electric. Every nerve in my body instantaneously alerted me to the fact that a lady had just kissed me. I didn't even return the kiss. All I could do was lean back in my chair and exclaim, "Wow!" She laughed again, this time more gleefully, and took both of my hands in hers. She got up and dragged me up with her. I didn't fight her as she drew me into an embrace and wrapped her arms around my waist. She couldn't have been unaware of my discomfort rubbing against her leg. Her leg was brushing up on my thing! Her breasts pressed on my chest. Her head was resting on my shoulder.

I hugged her back, cautiously wrapping my arms around her. I didn't know what to do or what was happening, but I wasn't going to complain. She became aware of this and broke the hug. We sat across from each other in the kitchen after she took me there.

"Mrs. Sood..." I tried to speak.

"Please call me, Alisha," she says.

"All right, Mrs... Sood... Ali... Alisha. I'm at a loss for what to say or do."

"I see; that's why we're sitting at the table instead of on the sofa. I'd want to speak with you. I'll explain. After that, it's up to you to determine what you want to do. Did you get it?"

"I suppose," I tried hard to figure out.

"Since my spouse died, it's been difficult. I haven't been in the mood to do much. I haven't dated and prefer to stay at home or hang out with my closest high school buddy. I only go to the temple once in a while and spend a lot of time alone there. I assumed you were a senior when I saw you in the Temple, wearing that wonderful shirt, and that you would be graduating soon. You were very kind and gorgeous and well-behaved while you assisted me, and you were so nice and didn't seem frustrated that I couldn't follow the prayer book at all.” She explained.

"Your smile was contagious, and your eyes were enchanting. You couldn't be more than 4 years younger than me, I reasoned. I'm not sure why, but something told me we'd get along well. So, playing on the 'widow tale’, I asked your mother if you could do some yard work for me. I had wanted to bring you over here, but I had no idea how old you were. I made a mistake. I'm sorry I kissed you; you looked frightened out of your mind. I believe I made a significant error. Please accept my apologies." She reasoned with me about the situation and misjudgment on her side. She buried her head in her hands once again.

"Don't apologize, Mrs... oh, Alisha. There was nothing wrong with you. The kiss was one of my favorites. It's simply that I wasn't expecting it. I was completely oblivious to what was going on. You have a lovely figure. You're a wonderful person. You've taken me by surprise, and I'm at a loss for words. I've only kissed a few people before, not as beautiful and ravishing as you are, so this is all new to me. " I was panicking but was trying hard to explain my situation.

"Thank you for mentioning that. It helps me to feel a little better. It's 10:00 a.m., so do the yard work so your mother doesn't become irritated, and allow me some time to ponder. And sometimes for you to relax."

This last bit was said with a hint of humor in her voice. She was, however, correct. I needed to de-stress.

“OK. I'll be finished by 11:00 a.m., with only a few boards to put on and paint and the yard to mow."

I stood up, feeling uneasy from the strain on my trousers, and saw her eyeing me out. Wow, an adult lady kissed me and was inspecting me with her naughty stares, I thought, as I turned and grinned. Would I know what to do if she wanted to do something? Will I be able to make her happy? Would I make a fool of myself?

As I went to get the boards and paint to mend the fence, I attempted to clear my thoughts. The boards were up and the first coat of paint was on in 20 minutes. I started the mower and mowed the front grass fast. I came to a halt to dump the bag before moving on to the backyard. I was relieved that they were both rather little! I emptied the bag one more time, parked the mower in the driveway, and painted the fence a second time. At 10:58, I rinsed the brushes and returned inside.

Alisha had taken a seat on the couch. I was aware that she had been keeping an eye on me. I noticed her at the front window and the rear sliding glass door several times.

"I'm finished with yard maintenance."

"Come in for a bite to eat."

I took off my footwear and walked over to the kitchen table, where I discovered a sandwich, french fries, and a Coke. After working all morning, I was hungry, so I sat down and ate. There was an awkward pause while she ate her lunch. Finally, I decided to speak up. This might be a fantastic day... or a tragic disaster, I knew.

I knew all there was to know about s*x, or at least how it worked. My father had made certain that I had several pieces of literature on the topic by the time I was in sixth grade. They were rather detailed in their explanations of the mechanics and difficulties, at least in 6th-grade words. Physical Health class enlightened me a little more on the topic. Fortunately, we had a rather progressive school board, so birth control, STDs, and VD were covered, as well as a review of the mechanics and further anatomical information. However, I was certain that "Book Learning and Actual Practical were Poles Apart".

"I enjoyed how you kissed me. Quite a bit." I informed her about our brief encounter.

Her face gradually became brighter with a smile. "Would you want another?" she said softly.