Fleetwood Mac-Part III of Fritz Series

Nothing Happened...

May 1967

"Favorite album?" there's rain outside my window, fat drops of water rolling over the glass. Mom and Dad are downstairs watching the news, Greg's in a late class Jeff is off...well off I don't know or care were. Leaning against the wall of my bedroom with my knees spread I hold Stevie against my chest reading a personality quiz from Cosmo over her shoulder. It's one of those twenty questions to know if your compatible with your mate type quizzes. You know the scientific kind. She takes a sip from my coke bottle offering me the straw when she's done, I slurp down an ice cold gulp pondering her query for a moment.

"I don't have one" huffing she pouts turning in my arms "You have to have a favorite album Linds, mine's Aftermath" Rolling Stones, big surprise. She's got a thing for Mick Jagger, I'd be jealous if I didn't think he looked like a hideous woman in bird costume. The warmth of her body on mine is far more entertaining than the quiz, but she's adamant so I relent kissing her neck and humming in thought. Shivering in my arms she giggles moving her head to give me more access to the soft skin of her throat "Your beard" I nip her collar gently my thumb rubbing over the hard button of her nipple "Fine, fine. All Summer Long"

Smacking the back of my hand with her pencil she writes my answer down moving to the next question "It's getting late, I'll have to walk you home soon" we spent most of our afternoon planning our summer tour with Fritz and working on some of our own songs. I'd kind of hoped we'd get a chance to be more...cozy. The door to my room is still obstinately open at my mother's insistence, but she's downstairs at the moment, we could make out a little and my parents would be none the wiser.

"Name of your first pet" moving my hand back in place I mutter against her neck softly "Never had one" she scribbles down her answer, a cat named whiskers. Leaning backwards she stretches, moving her bottom against my hardening cock, "Can I come over later tonight?" she sighs gripping my inner thigh, her thoughts no doubt pairing with mine. Coy, and still reading from her magazine she reaches behind her back rubbing her hand over the bulge in my jeans. As soon as I feel the friction of her hand on me I shudder whispering her name against her neck. I want to turn her around in my lap to lift her skirt and slide my hands under the hem of her lace panties "Why wait?" my face burns bright red as I peek around the corner of my bed.

Mom and Dad are probably too engrossed in the news to notice anything, moving away from Stevie for a moment I ease my door almost shut to block the hallway. As soon as I turn around Stevie's already unbuttoned her sweater, kneeling between her legs I unbutton my jeans and she fishes my hard length from inside. I watch her breasts sway gently as she strokes me from tip to base moaning when I'm enveloped in the warm cavern of her mouth. I have to keep one eye trained on the door even as I'm desperate to crumple to the floor and give myself over to her mercy.

My hands push at my jeans and they all further down my hips, my t-shirt goes next and with a gentle push I extract my aching length from Stevie's mouth. Her smile is shy the tip of me glistening from her attention. If we were in her bedroom I could return the favor but this is a time sensitive mission, laying on her back I watch in lustful appreciating as she lifts her rump sliding her panties down her slim legs when they get to her ankles I pull them all the way off pushing the fabric of her skirt to her waist as I spread her thighs.

Biting her lip she laughs when I fumble with the lacy scrap of fabric, I'm not sure where to put it so I stick my head through one of the leg holes letting them hang around my neck like a chain. She breaks into pearls of laughter at that and I stifle my own amusement staring around the door to make sure we're still alone "I'm not going to be able to look at those the same way again" lowering my body to the ground I cup her shoulders in my hands nuzzling her bare breasts with my lips "Me either" she chuckles and I guide myself inside her entrance moving my hips as soon as she's tightly wrapped around me.