The next day, after a little cutesy texting, Rakhi and Jack went on their first date without Urgo and Jini. It felt like a big step, but Jack was slightly embarrassed to have to rely on Rakhi for a ride. He could drive, he knew how cars worked, but he didn’t have one. He’d planned on buying a fixer upper and getting it going over the summer, but he wasn’t there yet.
Jack took her to a nicer place than they usually went on their double dates, and it felt appropriately intimate and romantic. She was wearing a lovely red dress, and he reveled in her petite beauty. After lusting after his big and curvy stepmother for so long, it felt so right and natural to be with this girl, someone his own age. Jack sat down in the booth, and surprisingly, she sat next to him.
They ordered food, but unfortunately got carded so couldn’t drink alcohol. Neither of them were big drinkers anyway. After they ordered, Rakhi’s hand landed in his lap, and she squeezed his lump offhandedly as she spoke to him on an unrelated topic.
“Can we just get the check and go please?” Jack said and she giggled.
“Desperate to have me again, Jack?” she said cutely, continuing to stroke his cock.
“Well, yes.”
“You’ll just have to wait. But I tell you what, if you slip your hand up my skirt, I have a little surprise for you,” Rakhi whispered in his ear.
Jack did as she instructed. His hand moved up her leg, and she spread her legs to allow him access, all the while gazing into his eyes. She was smiling at him, when his fingers came into contact with her pubic hair.
“Oh!” Jack said, and touched her a little bit. “You’re not wearing any underwear.”
Rakhi just made a coy face, reached into her purse, and produced a pair of panties. She threw them at his face and laughed. Jack quickly took them and put them in his pocket. “I’m keeping those. They’re mine now,” he told her.
“You’re mine now,” Rakhi said, and they kissed as he fondled her tenderly under the table. She was so hot. Waiting to take her to bed again was painful, but he knew he’d get there eventually, and he was really enjoying her company. Previously, things had been a little stilted between them, but since their last date, she’d really changed. She’d relaxed. Jack didn’t want to put her on the spot, so didn’t ask what was different, he just went with it.
“Don’t forget to buy extra large condoms on the way home, boy,” Rakhi said as he was paying the check. He looked at her.
“Oh, I won’t forget,” Jack said, and they got out of there.
“For fuck sake, drive like the wind. Don’t stop at red lights.”
They both laughed.
“Your place or mine?” Rakhi said.
“Are your folks home?” He asked.
“Yes.”
“Well, better make it mine. It’s just my stepmom there, and she’s cool.”
“What do you mean, she’s cool?”
“Oh, I mean like, she won’t mind,” Jack said, as they pulled into the drugstore.
“Won’t mind what?” Rakhi said. She was messing with him.
Jack pushed her gently, and held against the side of the building, firmly but not aggressively of course.
“She won’t mind us fucking in the house,” Jack said to her, their eyes locked.
“Oh, yeah. I know that,” Rakhi said, giggled, and Jack let her go.
“I thought you might be talking about something else,” Rakhi trailed off, and they went inside.
They bought a few different varieties and sizes, to make sure they got something that worked. Rakhi brought them to the cashier, who happened to be a friend of them from school, a cute punky girl called Feraa. Rakhi put the boxes on the conveyor belt, and Feraa looked at them. Jack got embarrassed, but both the girls were giggling.
“Extra large, Jack?” Feraa said, looking at him, then Rakhi.
“You wouldn’t believe it,” Rakhi said.
“Seeing is believing,” Feraa said, and they both laughed. Jack paid, then the girls gave each cheek kisses and they left.
“Have fun guys,” Feraa said as they walked away, and Jack really hoped they would.
Jack felt armed and ready. Also, after a couple of days of being blue balled, he also felt ready to pop, so he’d have to take it easy. He could always come more than once if he needed to, but he didn’t let his mind get too far ahead.
They arrived back at his place, and tried to sneak in unnoticed, but they were too high and excited to keep quiet and ran into Mirnda in the hallway.
“Hi kids,” Mirnda said.
“Hi Mom, I mean. Hi. Angela,” Jack said, feeling totally awkward for some reason.
“I’m not your mother, silly. This must be Rakhi. I’ve heard all about you, dear,” Mirnda said sweetly and shook Rakhi’s hand.
Rakhi reverted to her introverted persona, as they all wandered into the kitchen. Mirnda was asking Rakhi innocent questions, and he produced a bottle of wine from the fridge.
