Hope's Chance (39 page)

I was wearing one of my Penn State hoodies and a pair of jeans that were meant to have small rips around the pockets. In comparison, we really didn’t match up well.
“I am just going to change my shirt. I think this might be too hot once we get into the crowded mall. I will be right back.”

I ran straight
toward my closet and found a sho
rt sleeve v-neck that I usually wore when I went out. I kept the jeans on, but grabbed my leather jacket, which happened to match Hope’s boots. With one la
s
t spray of cologne, I headed to the front yard where I found my beauty waiting for me.

Hope bit down on her lip when she took a look at what I had changed in to. “My boyfriend is yummy.” She confessed in a low enough voice that no one else could hear.

“He doesn’t compare to my girlfriend” I joked. “Seriously Hope, you look fucking amazing.”

She smiled and started her car. “Thank you.”

I couldn’t take my eyes off of her for the entire car ride. At one point she held her hand up to shade herself from me. When we finally got to the glass shop, I jumped out and opened her door for her. I wanted everyone there to know she was taken.

The mall was right across the main highway from the shop, so it was easy for us to walk over there and get our shopping done, while we waited.

I held Hope’s hand as we crossed the highway, and even as we walked from
store
to store. I noticed people looking
at
us, and I couldn’t help but smile. We were both dressed pretty nice
. A few people were actually sho
pping in raggedy old pajama pants.

When we got into a major department
store,
I
headed
directly toward the household section. “Where are we going?” Hope asked.

“We are getting your dad and Buff one of those new coffee machines that makes one cup at a time.”

Hope giggled as we approached the said machine. “
You are getting them something we can use too? How awesome is that?”

“My ideas are always stellar baby.” I said sarcastically.

We ended up picking out the biggest machine, and after buying the specific coffee and accessories, I wasn’t worried about them thinking we bought it for ourselves too.

Hope decided she wanted to get her mother a charm bracelet. I thought it was a great idea, because they could always build on to it. We found a jewelry kiosk in the center of the mall and started working with an associate to gather the charms Hope was looking for. Even before Hope noticed, I saw the chick checking me out. I tried to be polite and smile, but she immediately got all googly eyed.

When I saw Hope noticed, I grabbed her hand and kissed it. I looked directly up at the girl. “Do you have any large diamond rings here? I asked.

Her eyes got really big. “No, we only sell accessory jewelry. There is a fancier store right down there though if that is what you are looking for.” She explained in a shitty manner.

Hope was looking up at me and I gave her a wink. “We are going there next baby. I can’t wait to get that thing on your finger.” I announced loud enough that the girl would hear.

We paid for our things and headed on our way. Hope stopped me after we were out of the girls stare. “I can’t believe you did that.”

“Did what? Told her that I wanted to get you a ring? It was the truth.” I confessed.

She didn’t know how much I wanted her to have it. I know we were young, but it was
a
promise that when we were ready, we would do it.

“You know I can’t wear something like that around the house Chance. At least not for the next few weeks.” She said.

“Fine, I will wait!” I gave in. “So who are we shopping for next?”

“Actually, I need to get you something. Do you want to pick it out yourself?” She asked.

“Hell no! I like surprises.
In fact, you being in a giant box would be awesome. Do you think you could put yourself under the tree?” I joked.

Hope loo
ped her arm into mine as we walked. “I don’t think that would be a feasible option.”

We both laughed. What she didn’t realize was that I was actually picturing her coming out of that box. “Well how about you go shopping for me and I go shopping for you, then we can meet back here in thirty minutes.” I suggested.

“Okay, it is a deal. No peeking at the bags though.” Hope announced.

“You too!” I threatened and pointed my finger at her. “And no talking to hot dudes.” I added.

Hope turned and started walking away from
me
backwards. “The only hot dude in this mall is already mine Chance. See you later baby.”

Hearing her call me baby was hot! She needed to do it more.

C
hapter 48

Hope

After finishing shopping with Chance, I
couldn’t
wait for Christmas to get here. Buffy and my dad had gone out for a Christmas
Eve
party and left Chance
and
I alone for the night. I am sure Buffy knew what was going to happen, but my dad sure didn’t. They had been so caught up with wedding plans, that Chance and I were able to spend all of our time together.

Since the temperature outside
had dropped, he was working on projects inside the house, so I usually just hung out or helped him.

Chance and I had made plans for an all night marathon of A Christmas Story. There was no other favorite movie of mine that I could watch over and over at Christmas.

Chance made us hot chocolate and we cuddled on the couch together watching it.

“Do you want to open your present?” I asked anxiously.

“What about tomorrow?” He wondered.

“I have something normal to give you then. This present is just for us.” I confessed.

Chance g
ot a huge grin on his face and I could see dimples showing. “Sure. Can I give you one of yours then?”

“Okay.”

I ran up to my room to get Chance
’
s present ready, while he ran out to his place to get mine. I was so nervous and wondered if this was some mistake
.

When I had put the finishing touches on it, I heard Chance coming in the kitchen door. I ran downstairs and hid until he was parked comfortably on the couch. I snuck up behind
him, tied the bandana around his eyes,
and then turned on the song “Santa Baby”.

I was so nervous that my body was shaking. I started rubbing Chance’s legs and made sure he didn’t try to touch me. By the time I had sat back on his lap, he knew what was happening. His hands slid from my neck to my very tiny Santa’s helper bra and panties. They were both red velvet with fur trim, but the fabric was non-
existent
at that.

When Chance felt the fabric, he quickly pulled off the blindfold. “Holy shit!” Was all he could say.

I stood up right in front of him and swayed my hips slowly from side to side. I squatted down and came back up running my fingers over my exposed abdomen. The black heels I had borrowed from Buffy’s closet were actually easier than I thought to dance in, and I felt extremely sexy with them on.

I picked up my foot and drug my heel between his legs, making sure it brushed against his hardness. His eyes never left my body. He kept biting his lips and scrunching his face, like I was touching him, but I wasn’t. I ran my hands through my hair and held my elbows behind my head and I turned and
readily shook my ass right in front of his face.  I kneeled on the
floor, crawled my way up to his lap,
and licked him across his lips.

Chances hands were on my chest and he cupped my breasts in his hands. He tugged at the tiny bra and let my breasts fall out of the top. His tongue brushed against one of my nipples and
I
felt it instantly between my legs.

All of my nervousness had subsided as Chance ran his hand down my abdomen and reached into my decorative panties. When his finger found out how hot and ready I was, he began sliding it in and out of me. My legs straddled his body on the couch and he continued to move his finger deeper into my folds.

I thrusted my back and felt the sensation growing between my legs. Finally, I erupted and felt it running through my entire body. “Oh Chance.” I cried out!

I didn’t waste any time unbuttoning his jeans and pulling it out with my hand. Chance ripped off my Santa panties right before I jumped back on top of him. His mouth found my nipple the exact moment his hard cock entered inside of me. I moved up and down at a rapid pace. The room had once been chilly, but it was now scorching hot. I grabbed Chance’s shirt and pulled it up over his head. I just wanted to
see
that chest, the one that I thought about so often. I used his shoulders to push my weight up and down
and Chance grabbed my waist to do it even harder. My breasts were bouncing in his face and he held out his tongue to catch my nipple. He pushed my breasts together and licked them both at the same time.

“Please don’t stop Hope. Fuck me baby.” He said as he licked both nipples again.

This time we both screamed out at the same time. I collapsed on top of him and he held me close. “That was awesome.” He whispered in my hair while still out of breath. “Can you wear that every year for me?”

“Mmm, of course.” I said as I closed my eyes and let him hold me tight.

Chance

Hope’s present to me was AMAZING! I was glad she finally let me touch her, because I was about to explode in my pants just having to watch. She had no idea what her body did to me and with only a week until her eighteen
th
birthday, I was becoming more excited. We decided we were going to wait until after the New
Year
to admit to father and the whole world about our feelings
. We both knew that her dad and mom wouldn’t approve at first. We had been sneak
ing
around for so long now, that it was going to hurt them.

“Would you be mad if I gave you both of your presents tomorrow?” I asked.

“No. Did I do something wrong?” She asked.

I shook my head “Baby, you did everything right.”

“I guess I can wait.” She replied.

Since I knew that Buffy and Mark were going to be home really late, it was just another reason for Hope to sleep in my bed tonight. I wanted to wake up and be
the
first person to wish her a Merry Christmas.

“How about we head over and climb into bed. I don’t think I really want to watch Ralphie on television anymore.” I confessed.

We both got up and gathered our clothes. Hope ran upstairs and got something to wear in the morning when she went for her run
,
and we headed to the pool house. I held her so tight and lay awake thinking about our future. It wasn’t Christmas that excited me
tonight
, it was Hope being eighteen.

When I woke up it was brighter than normal. I climbed out of bed to go to the bathroom and st
opped to look out the window. It
had begun to snow and the grass was already
starting
to get covered. Re
a
lizing it was Christmas morning, I hurried to go to the bathroom,
brush
my teeth and grab Hope’s
secret present.

When I got back into bed, she was already sitting on her elbow. “Come back to bed.” She purred.

I climbed onto the bed and handed her a
shoebox
that I had tried to
professionally
wrap
myself. The ribbon was
a
disarray, but it served a purpose.

She looked at me, having no idea what the gift was and began unwrapping it. To her surprise, the box was empty, so it seemed. She shook it and heard something small hitting the sides. She grabbed the ball of tissue paper and started ripping it apart.

Hope froze when the tiny ring fell onto her lap. She held it in her hand and looked up to me.

“Chance?”

“Hope, I know we are young. I don’t want you to feel like this is something we have to set in stone. Our love story has been complicated from the very beginning. It seems like we always have some hurdle standing in our way. I bought you this ring as a promise. I promise to always love you and want to share my life
and
my future with you. You don’t have to wear it, but just keep it until you do want to wear it.”

Hope looked at the ring. It wasn’t gigantic, but it wasn’t too small either. The heart diamond in the center was only a half carat, but the band was covered in tiny diamonds all the way around. “If you don’t like it we can return it. I picked out white gold because it goes so well with your ski
n.” When I realized I was starting
to ramble
,
I shut up.