Chapter Five
I got up late Sunday Morning. When I went out to get the paper about 10:00 AM
There was a little wrapped box by my door. I picked it up. "Love, Amanda," was
written on it in a beautiful handwriting. You know, the artistic type. My paper
was now forgotton. I opened the box quickly. Inside were the thongs she was
wearing yesterday. I quickly looked all around and hurriedly stuffed them back
in the box. I darted back insude. I had them to my face instantly. Ohhh, her
scent, pure heaven. I took deep breaths holding each as long as I could, exhaling
and repeating the process. I hurried to the bathroom where I could get some relief
and enjoy the scent of Amanda's aromatic thongs. I wanted to put the crotch in my
mouth and eat out all of her dried jucies. I knew if I did her scent would be gone.
I was unwilling to sacrifice hours of pleasurable scent for a few moments of
fabulous taste. I stretched her thongs over my head with the crotch at my nose.
I jacked off again with thoughts of Amanda and the things I fantasized she was doing
to and with me. When I was spent I put on my hat, kept my head bowed and went
after my paper. I looked out the window to assure no one was walking down the
sidewalk. The way was clear so I retrieved it quickly. I left her panties in
place while I read the inmportant parts of the paper. I did not know much of
what I read. My thoughts remained on Amanda. I closed my eyes and I could see
her. My mind could even hear those musical giggles. The thought went through my
mind that I had once thought she would giggle to much. If she giggled 24/7, it
would not be to much. She is all I wanted to think of. I could not wait to see
her again. Why could we not be together today? I had nothing I wanted to do
that compared to seeing Amanda. The things I use to do before she came into my life
now seemed uninteresting and unimportant. In one day she had became my whole life.
I could handle it no longer. I called her. After several rings I heard, "This is
Amanda's voice mail. Please leave a message".
"Hey Amanda, you beautiful Goddess, I miss you terribly, please call me." I hung
up the phone missing her even more. Wait. She had my card, maybe she was in the
mall. I removed the wonderful scent from my face and took a shower and all that
stuff and headed to the mall with Amanda's thong in my pocket just in case I
needed a fix. I saw her room mate as soon as I walked in the mall.
"Hi lisa, are you and Amanda shopping," I asked.
"No, well I am, Amanda went to the big city. She said she wanted to shop in their
new mall." Hey I guess we both are, just different places," she laughted. "She
is also meeting a friend there. She went to high school in St. John's you know."
I am sure my face portrayed my feelings. Nothing could have hurt more. My
gorgeous Amanda in another town, meeting an old boy friend, and with my credit
card. I had a lump in my throat, and in my stomach. I was almost sick. I had
known her a couple days at most, really only one.
"Hey, it is a girl she is meeting! You are all she has talked about. Boy, she has
cast her spell on you. You have my sympathy."
For the first time I noticed how pretty Lisa was. She said that so sweetly. No
sarcasm, no flippancy. Really sweet. She gave me the impression that she was
totally genuine too. I had problems putting genuine with Amanda sometimes, well
a lot of the times. Now Lisa did not match Amanda anywhere, face, figure, nowhere.
I am not having second thought about Amanda. Amanda is the kind of girl I went
looking for, and the kind I found. Besides, I doubt if Lisa would enter into
an arrangement like I hopped to have with Amanda. I would certainly not aproach
her with such a thing. Instead I said, "Hey Lisa, have you had lunch, I hate to
eat alone. I am hungry and I am buying".
Lisa looked at me a few seconds. I smiled an ordinary smile.
"OK, but only because you are Amanda's friend and she has said a ton of good things
about you and insist what a perfect gentleman you are. Also I am hungry too!" She
said with a smile.
Lisa is definently prettier than I first realized. She was not made up. Fixed up
in a nice sort of way but not a make up like I have seen Amanda. Yeah, their looks
is closer than I thought but opposite poles. I have always thought people to be
interesting. We all have two ears, two eyes, a nose, mouth, etc. but look so
different. No other species have those differences.
We walked to the food court talking about my favorite subject. Lisa had met
Amanda through a, share an apartment thing, on the school message board. She had
already posted for another roommate. It was going to be tough if they
could not get one by next month. Their budget would not allow the extra money.
She did not bad mouth Amanda, but she was not happy with Amanda moving out so
quickly. Lisa was so nice, like totally sweet. A one in a million young ladies.
I felt all of this during our short walk to the food court. I found myself saying
that I was responsible for Amanda moving out. I would handle her share of the
apartment. Lisa declined. We discussed it. I wanted no key, no other
involvement. Hey Amanda was enough. Lisa laughted at that. Her eyes were
so blue and so soft. She was pretty. I felt myself thinking, would I have
made that offer to a homely girl, yeah, I think I would have if we talked
that long and she was as sweet as Lisa. Lisa accepted the offer but only until
they could get another roommate. I know if it had not been me that
Amanda moved out to greener pastures for, it would have been some other guy.
I will have to ask her if she met any other men in this venture. Lisa was
easy to talk with. Although I became increasingly attracted to her I refrained
from hitting on her, even in a teasing manner. She was completely at ease with
me by the time we fininshed eating. Lisa was a sweetheart. The kind of
girl all guys think they want to marry. The kind I always thought I wanted
to marry. I now know that is not true. Lisa is sweet to be around, sweet to
talk with, she will become a good friend, I think/hope. She is not an Amanda.
An Amanda is what I want. Like by the time we were ready to leave, Lisa had
placed the trash the tray, picked it up and dumped it. With Amanda I would dump
the tray or it would remain on the table with her cute little nose in the air
as she walked away visably displeased with me. Now I do not know Amanda that
well yet, but I know her kind of personality and that is what I want. That is
why I have (hope I have) Amanda. We found ourselves walking around together.
I was not shopping. I came there looking for Amanda. Lisa could take one's
mind off of any girl for awhile. Hey she had a very nice bod. Her ass was really
nice. I was guessing her to be about 36-28-38. She was one of those girls that
looked like they might play a sport of some kind. Probably softball maybe soccer.
Now she was not my type, but she was a pretty girl, and so sweet.
She looked at some things and I offered to buy her some things she looked at.
She gave me very nice smiles but declined. We left after a few hours. Neither
of us bought anything. I found myself thinking of Lisa on the drive home. I had
never met anyone as sweet. If I had met Amanda under the same circumstances as
I just met Lisa, Amanda would have had her school clothes by the time we parted!
And by the time we parted, I would not have missed a couple hundred or so spent on
Lisa. I just could not stop thinking how sweet she was. There was no, "big her
little me". She was the kind of girl you want for a daughter. I never had one,
but if I had of had a daughter, I would have wanted her to be like Lisa.
I put my hand in my pocket when I got home. There was Amanda's thong. This was
the first time I thought of it since meeting Lisa. I put it to my nose and inhaled.
I loved Amanda's scent. I found my thoughts dreaming of future pleasures of
wetness, wetness, and more wetness. I could almost feel her weight on my face.
I stuck out my tongue but it touched nothing but a thong. I could not resist.
I put the crotch and ass area of the thong in my mouth and began to force my
saliva through it. Just like a washing machine my mouth cleaned her thong.
My penis grew hard and I found relief. Even after that, I kept her thong in my
mouth and continued to suck on it. I swallowed all of my saliva after it had been
used for cleaning and had made several passes through the material. I removed it
from my mouth and looked at it. The material was soaked, wrinkled, and clean.
All the wonderful scent of Amanda had vanquished. I was missing her again.
I tried to watch something on tv. I could not concentrate. If only I could talk
to her, see her, touch her, lick her beautiful pussy. Yes, even lick her ass.
I missed Amanda. I put her thong back in my mouth. It had no taste of Amanda.
I left it there anyway. I reached for her panties. I placed them over my face
I still had the scent of Amanda. With thoughts of my beasutiful Goddess
I went to sleep, the thong still in my mouth.
I awoke to the phone ringing. It was 10:30 I had been asleep about an hour.
"Larry, I came by and there was no lights so I thought you were not home. I was
just calling to tell you to check by your front door. I left something for you.
Something from ME for you."
"Hi Goddess, yeah, I found them this morning. I have enjoyed them all day. I
am holding them to my face as we talk".
"No, Larry, I just left them there. Go down and get them now, they are in a bag
by your door. I would not want a stranger to find them. They are for you."
"I will go down right now," I told her. I put on my robe and rushed downstairs.
I opened the door and picked up the bag. It was heavy, I expected another pair
panties. I looked inside. There was a pair panties alright. There was also more
than a cup of Amanda's pee. I reached in her piss and picked the panties up. I
looked both ways then lowered my face to the bag and put them in my mouth. I
sucked on them and had Amanda's piss in my mouth which I swallowed. A car pulled
in my driveway. I quickly placed the bag inside my door.
