Soccer Mom - Chapter Four By Pac (pac) Post second date, Eric and Terri get down to business Dawson's Landing is a nice casual spot about a half-hour out of town, right on the lake. Boaters would dock their boats at the pier that adjoined the restaurant and come in for a good meal after a day on the lake, and the whole summery feel of the place made it an obvious choice. It was cozy and casual, but had nice enough fare that it wasn't like taking her to a bar. We sat outside, a little candle illuminating the table, and the meal went smashingly well. No little faux pas like our first dinner together, just good conversation, hand holding, and Terri was even touching me under the table with her leg against mine, promising great things to come. The tension built throughout the meal, and we didn't stay the same length as our epic first date. We relaxed and shared a dessert, then finally paid the bill (she let me pay, amazingly). After that, we decided to take a short stroll around the lake. It was a perfect summer night, warm and clear, and my fireflies were out, their little twinking lights looking like the stars were falling on the lake. The trail around the lake was paved and periodically illuminated with lights near the restaurant and marina, but faded to darkness a little farther out. We didn't get ten feet past the last light, when Terri stopped and abruptly pushed me into the nearest tree and was all over me! I can't say I didn't have similar thoughts, but she took me totally by surprise, for more than one reason. I was impressed at how aggressive and take-charge she was, but what really got my heart racing was that she simply turned and pushed me into the nearest tree with one arm, and barely seemed to exert herself! Hell, I thought my feet were going to lift right up off the ground with the incredible amount of force that one arm used! 'Wow,' I found myself thinking, my toes barely touching the ground, 'that hard body really is packing some muscle!' "Oh, Eric," she said between kisses, "you don't know how hard I had to fight to stay at dinner tonight. I just wanted to drag you over here from the moment we got out of the car!" I wasn't going to complain, but I had thoughts of taking her back to my place for a bit. The lake was sort of between both of our towns: they made a triangle, with the lake at the topmost point, so the drive was about a half-hour to either house. So we kissed in the woods like a couple of kids, and my hands just had to wander over that body! It was impossible for me not to. I had been fantasizing about feeling her body since Saturday, and now that I had her here (maybe she had ME here) I didn't ask for permission. Terri not only let my hands roam to my heart's content, she actually pulled one of my hands up to cup one of her big breasts! Wow, talk about eager.... best second date EVER! "I know you've wanted to," she said, and pushed my hand into her breast hard. Oh my God, those breasts! They were so full! It just overflowed my hand and hers as they sunk into the softness. I went from excited to on-fire excited in seconds. I moaned in spite of myself, and she pushed her body hard into me, pinning me to the tree. "Wow, Terri," I moaned at her between even more kissing, "you have the most incredible body I've ever felt!" "Thank you, gorgeous," she said. "I'm enjoying yours, too." She wasn't being any less complacent in touching me than I was with her, and she took the hand not pushing mine into her breast and put it over my now painfully-erect cock straining my pants. "Oh, God, Eric! We have to go somewhere!" she gasped as she squeezed me through my pants. "My place!" I said, and we made a run for my car. She actually beat me to the car by a good deal! Those legs just rocketed her to my car in a dead sprint, and I sprinted after her, but she just blew me away, and I run a 5:30 mile! I mean she blew me away by seconds on the hundred yard sprint to the parking lot! I had left the top down since it was so nice out, and she just vaulted right over the side of the car to land gracefully in the passenger seat like some kind of superhero! I had visions of Saturday morning cartoons, and was gearing up to try the same thing... only to skid to a halt as I got close enough to realize I'd probably kill myself if I did it. Note to self: it might be a bit easier on the passenger side without a steering wheel to dodge. Maybe I'll give it a try in her Beemer if she drives next time. I fumbled the keys out of my pocket and opened the lock, slipping behind the wheel. Terri was already buckled, and even more eager, it seemed. She looked at me with pleading eyes as I got the keys in the ignition. The Mustang's engine roared to life, and I was out of that parking lot in a flash, hauling ass down the road to my place. Thankfully I hadn't had more than a beer at the beginning of dinner, because I was driving to beat the devil. The cops also seemed to be at the doughnut shops that night, and I red-lined my pony back to my house without incident. I pulled my car in front of my place, and Terri was out that seat as soon as I stopped, vaulting over the door again and heading for my front door! "Holy Caped Crusader, Batman!" I called after her, and she laughed, but leapt up to my porch without touching a step, and turned, her eyes burning, waiting for me. I killed the engine and dashed after her, and to hell with the top. I hoped it didn't rain. "Damn are you fast, Terri! I was running top speed at the restaurant and you just blew me away! I'm more amazed by you every second!" I said as I hit the porch, keys in hand. I had the door open, and she practically dragged me up the stairs, having kicked her shoes off at the door. I didn't even have time to do that, and I'd be surprised if my feet touched every third step. She almost had me slung over her shoulder as she marched up there, and that strong body lugged me along with her without so much as a whisper of exertion! She hit the upstairs landing, and was looking either way, trying to ID my bedroom, when I took charge and pulled her to the left at the landing and into the master suite. Once she got her bearings, she kept pace with me, and deftly turned as her ass struck the side of the bed, right next to me. She fell back on the bed and pulled me right on top of her. I crash landed on her body, and my eyes shot up. It was like landing on a stone statue! "Oh my God, Terri... I have to see that body!" I breathed. "You're so hot it's making me crazy!" She hadn't said a single word since we entered the house, but her eyes burned into me as she pulled my lips to hers, and I lay on her hard body, my chest cushioned by her huge breasts. I was more turned on that I had been since I was a horny kid! She was definitely setting the pace, and she had a little half-smile on her face as her lips parted from mine. She reached down between us and untied the little bolero top, and I sat up, pulling it open as soon as her fingers slipped the knot loose. Her full, gorgeous breasts were packed into the light halter she had worn under the top, and my eyes riveted on them as they came into view. It looked like it would burst if she took a breath. She smiled at me and knowingly raised her arms up so I could take it off. I eased it up over her head, punctuating the whole effort with kisses, and I was treated to the heavenly sight of her big full breasts straining a lacy bra with a little bow right at the center of the cups, nestled at the base of her breasts. "What do you think?" she said up to me with a saucy look, that little half smile still on her face. I just wanted to eat her alive, and the look on her face told me it was eat or be eaten. "Oh my God," I breathed, and she took my hands and pulled them into her breasts, letting out a moan as my hands sunk deep into them through her bra. "What a great answer," she said, and pushed my hands even deeper into her bra. "Oh, fuck, Eric, I am so damn hot for you!" she cried, and I was caught off-guard at her vulgarity, since every time I had been with her to this point she was perfectly genteel. That lasted about a tenth of a second as my hands kneaded her big breasts, and my eyes couldn't look away. They were mesmerizing in their perfection, even still hidden from my view. Terri sat up, pushing my hands deep into her breasts as my arms pushed against her... and she just kept going! Her torso rising actually pushed my body back as my hips slid down her skirt to end up by her knees! It was then that I noticed the powerful abs that did the pushing: they were ripped as hell! Her abs were a tight six-pack of deeply etched muscle, and the obliques stood out on the sides of her torso as well. As the realization hit me, I looked elsewhere besides her chest and saw the reason she was so solid: she was built like a bodybuilder! I'd guess she was at the lower end of heavyweight, more slim than bulky, but she was more defined than any other human I had ever seen! She noticed me looking at her body, and that I hadn't said anything since I had pulled her top off. "Eric?" she said, her voice unsure. I barely heard her, I was so transfixed. Never had I seen such musculature, and I couldn't take my eyes off her! My hands were still buried in her breasts, but I slipped them down to her abs, running my fingers over them almost reverently. I was completely in awe! She interpreted the look on my face correctly, and lay back on the bed, enjoying my touch. "Mmmm," she sighed, and her eyes got dreamy, "you like?" "Terri..." I said, and I was having trouble forming complete thoughts. "You're so..." "I'm so what?" she asked. "Perfect!" I blurted out, the awe in my voice lighting her eyes up as much as my reply did. I'm not sure if it was a good thing or not. It didn't seem like it, from the look on her face. "I am?" she asked, and it didn't sound like a confident reponse. "What's so perfect about me?" "Everything!" I said, and I slid down her body, pulling her skirt and panties off with me as I went. Thankfully, she didn't seem to have a problem with that, even though her voice didn't sound like she was terribly pleased with my honest compliments. Her legs were just as awe-inspiring as the rest of her, and I could swear I was drooling as I looked down on her unbelievable body. She smiled up at the look on my face, and flexed her legs as I bent to run my hands over them. They swelled up hugely, and my hands looked so small as they played over her amazing musculature. "Oh my God," I said, and I kneeled down to kiss her thigh. The whole perfect compliment didn't go over well, but it didn't seem to curb her excitement. "Eric!" she moaned when my lips touched her thigh, just below where her pantyline was. I went to town on her body. My hands and lips went everywhere, from her thigh, up over her incredible abs, up to her big pillowy breasts, and then to that gorgeous face, which had the broadest smile I had yet seen on it. I think she really liked how much attention I was paying to her body in places besides her breasts, though she wasn't complaining about me planting kisses all over the tops of her majestic d'colletage, either. "You really think my body's perfect?" she asked me, doubt in her voice. Her body language said otherwise, because she was really responding to my touch. Her hips moved against me, and my body rose with them as they lifted up in reaction to my hands on her. I was just overwhelmed by her, and she was really enjoying my attention. She even liked when I ran both hands down over her big upper arm, planting kisses all the way down to her fingertips. "ALL of you is perfect... every last bit," I said, my lips still wandering all over her body. "Now you're just being silly," she said as she brought her hands to my shirt, undoing buttons from top to bottom. "This might be a bit of an anticlimax," I said, standing, and she sat up, her magnificent breasts barely shifting in her insanely tight bra. I started to pull off my shirt, and I saw her brows furrow. "Why?" she asked, and I pulled my shirt the rest of the way off, buttons still half undone. "After seeing that," I gestured to her, then myself. "This isn't very impressive." "Oh, no!" she said, looking up at me. "What?" I asked. "You're not intimidated or something, are you?" she asked, and she had the most disturbed look on her face, like she was frightened. "No!" I said quickly. "I'm just blown away by you! It's like this surprise that I wasn't expecting in a million years! I would have never guessed you were a bodybuilder... not after you said you didn't compete. I mean, I felt how firm your body was, but now that I've seen it, I'm just amazed!" "I'm not a bodybuilder," she said simply, and I could sort of feel the moment slipping away... dammit! "And I didn't say I don't compete... I said I didn't compete much, because I don't have any luck with it." I backpedaled, trying desperately to save the mood. "Believe me Terri, this is the most wonderful surprise I've ever had!" I said, and the awe was still in my voice. "I was just taken so totally by surprise, that's all. I am so astounded by your body! I dated a woman in college who lifted weights in competition, but I never met someone as sculpted and... perfect." "Stop saying that, please," she said, and it sounded pained. "I'm not perfect." Fuck, this is NOT happening! The hottest woman in the world to me just reveals she's ripped as hell, which turns me on like crazy, and now it's all going south... Dammit, dammit, DAMMIT! "Oh Terri, I know that," I said. "I just can't find a better word for your body... how's 'awe-inspiring'? 'Devastating'? 'Amazing' just doesn't cut it... so I'm throwing that one out right now." Just as I thought this wonderful date was going to go belly-up, the tension broke... thank fucking God! I could see the shift in her face as she got a little smile from my adjectives. She moved forward on the bed a little, bringing her hands up to my torso. My torso was pretty defined, but not even remotely close to hers. She didn't seem to mind though as she ran her hands up my abs to my chest. "I think you have a great body, Eric," she said, and I heard the sincerity in her voice. She leaned her head into my chest, and put her big arms around me. "I don't want to compete with you. I just don't. I think your body is wonderful... especially here." She reached down to my manhood, erect as a steel rod, and felt it through my pants. The sudden shift in climate in the room did nothing to calm my libido. Terri seemed to appreciate that. "You don't have to compete with me, Terri," I said softly to her. "There's no way I can compete with your heavenly body, anyway. I just can't get that well sculpted. I tried back in college, but I just don't have the genes for it. I'm absolutely ecstatic you do, though!" Her big arms wrapped around me, and she actually lifted my whole body right off the ground as she hugged me to her. "Who the hell would ever divorce you?" she asked up to me, then pulled me down onto the bed on top of her.