


One Hot Night

by devle



Category: Erotic Couplings
Published: 2003-07-22
Updated: 2003-07-22
Packaged: 2017-05-09 04:16:06
Chapters: 1
Publisher: literotica.com
Story URL: https://www.literotica.com/s/one-hot-night-2
Author URL:
https://www.literotica.com/stories/memberpage.php?uid=218176&page=submissions
Summary: Cop gets his dream girl.
Erotica Tags: Asher, Door Heather, Eyes Girl, Heather Began, Heather Car,
Heather Hands, Hot Night, Read Note, Senior Year, Whispered Softly
Average Rating: 4.33






        One Hot Night


God, I want her.  
  
The boy thought watching as the object of his obsession laughed and talked
with her friends across the grassy circle.  
  
"Come on, Asher." His friend said pulling Asher up to stand beside him. "Coach
says five miles."  
  
Asher groaned aloud. It was times like these when he wondered why he had ever
joined the cross country team. The girl of his dreams, Heather, was not on the
team she was a regular track member so they never got a chance to work out
together. It was only now when the entire school track team was together for
stretching that he got to see her.  
  
She was leaning over her dark brown hair fell over her shoulder as she
stretched. Damn, he was being a pussy. He should just go talk to her, what
could it hurt? Only his pride.  
  
With a sigh he turned away from her and began to run alongside his friend.  
  
A few months later.  
  
Fucking prom, Asher groaned. Once again he had pussied out and taken another
girl. Oh, he supposed that he wasn't a total dork with black hair that was
always a bit on the long side and green eyes. This girl Amy had snapped him up
fast enough. But he looked with longing eyes at the one girl he really wanted
to be with. She was in this sexy red dress that had these double slits which
revealed her sexy legs and, oh christ, he saw a glimpse of her lace topped
thigh highs. Fuck, to be the one with his arms around her, to have her
undivided attention the whole night. He couldn't imagine how it would be.  
  
Heather had arrived with a date a short guy who looked ridiculous next to her.
She was so pretty posing for the pictures with her hair done up in curls and
pulled back from her face. What surprised and secretly pleased him was that
her date showed little interest in her and she went to hang out with her
friends. Once her friend, Kara was it?, was pulling her along by the hand and
they both passed by him rather quickly but Heather had seen him standing by
his date and she had smiled softly in recognition.  
  
  
He had that to live on for the next year.  
  
The end of senior year. Strange that the only thing that pained him was not
the friendships he would be leaving behind but the one girl that he never had
the balls to ask out. Well shit, it was June now and he decided to make one
last ditch effort. Composing a note he slipped it into her track bag when they
were at their last meet. He waited nervously watching her from afar waiting to
see when she would read his note.  
  
Finally the moment came when she reached into her bag when they were on the
bus. He sat behind her on the opposite side of the bus to make sure he could
see her. Heather's brown eyes widened in surprise as she pulled out the piece
of paper. A smile lit up her face as she read the note. Asher drank in the
sight of her. Heather placed the note back into her bag.  
  
What a joke, Heather thought a little sadly. This had to be a joke. No one
ever looked at her she was too plain. Brown hair, brown eyes, ordinary
features and an ordinary body. Maybe one of her friends had done this as a
little senior prank. But there lay a hint of doubt in Heather's mind. The note
sounded so sincere.  
  
Heather,  
  
I just wanted to tell you how much I like you. How much I admire you from
afar. I guess you think that I'm a dork for not telling you in person but what
can I say? I really like you and I just wanted you to know.  
  
There was no name on it. So who the hell was this from?  
  
Graduation day. When Asher saw Heather walk across the stage wearing a gold
tassle about her neck to prove how smart she was he'd never felt prouder. Yet
he was sad too as he watched her being hussled away from the stage and then
she was gone. He knew then that he had lost his chance.  
  
Four years later.  
  
"Shit, it's hot." Heather said aloud to herself. Home from college after
graduation Heather was back with her family for the summer. Some things never
change. Like these hot summer nights. Nothing took the heat away. Her parents'
house didn't have air conditioning and her car didn't have it either so
Heather unable to sleep had done the next best thing.  
  
Cruising the highway at midnight with her windows rolled down and the T-tops
off going no less than eighty Heather began to feel a bit of relief. Her thin
cotton Victoria's Secret Lingere top was sticking to her chest and shoulders.
Thank god she had the foresight to wear her short sleep shorts instead of the
coordinating pants that went with the top.  
  
Nothing could ruin her good mood now that she was feeling a little cooler.  
  
"Oh, SHIT!" Heather saw the familiar red and blue lights flashing behind her
car. She was busted for sure. Fucking cops, she thought pulling over to the
right.  
  
Nervously Heather fumbled for her purse pulling out her license and
registration. She'd never got a ticket before. There was a first time for
everything she thought morosely.  
  
The cop shot a bright beam of light into her face from his flashlight,
blinding her. There was a silent moment before the cop cleared his throat and
asked for her shit.  
  
He took it in his large scarred hands flashing the light over her license.
Well fuck me, if it wasn't his little obsession Heather in the flesh.  
  
My, my she had certainly changed, Asher shone the flashlight on her again.
What the hell was she doing driving so fast, and wearing so little he noticed.  
  
"Excuse me ma'm, do you realize how fast you were going?" He tried to pull his
best cop voice on her while trying not to notice the way her breasts swelled
against the cotton of her tank top. Her skin shone with a sheen of sweat that
he wanted desperately to lick off.  
  
Heather sighed, may as well tell the truth. "Officer, it was so hot at my
house and my car has no AC so I thought to go on a drive with the windows
down. I guess it felt so good the faster I went that I began to speed."
Heather couldn't make out his features in the dark to see if he would let her
go or not.  
  
"Well now, Heather, that's very understandable." Then a sudden idea came into
Asher's head. He'd lusted after Heather for so long in high school and he'd
tried to put her out of his mind with other women and work. Yet none of those
things worked. His obsession stubbornly refused to leave him. Now that he saw
her again all grown up with those same lovely eyes and full lips, the same
silky brown hair. Sudden lust coursed through his veins. There was only one
way to stop dreaming of her and that was to have her. "LIsten, why don't you
step out of the car and come with me?"  
  
Hesitantly Heather got out of the car. "Am I under arrest?"  
  
He shook his head. "Look, why don't I take you for a little spin in my car
until you get cooled off and then I'll let you off. No ticket, I promise."  
  
"I shouldn't really..." Heather started to inch back into her car when she saw
him wordlessly pull out his ticket book. "Ok, ok."  
  
"Good." He clicked off his flashlight and grabbed her elbow leading her into
his car opening the door for her.  
  
Heather sat nervously perched on the edge of the vinyl seat it was then in the
interior light from the open car door that she saw the cop. He was absolutely
to die for. He had longish black hair and a powerful body that his blue suit
hugged to perfection. When he got in the seat he turned to look at her. God,
he has the most gorgeous green eyes, in fact they were kind of familiar. "Do I
know you?" Heather whispered softly.  
  
The cop shut the door. Her voice all smooth and sexy when she whispered sent
tingles up and down his spine. No woman had ever given him tingles before.  
  
Asher started the car and rolling down both windows he began to drive going
over the speed limit. As the cooling gusts of wind hit her perspiring skin
Heather began to loosen up and she stuck her arm out the window trying to
catch the wind.  
  
After a few minutes of silence Asher spoke. "So what have you been doing these
past four years, Heather?"  
  
Heather whipped around to face him. "Don't tell me. I know I know you. Oh my
god, Asher?"  
  
"I guess you got me." He said softly.  
  
"Holy shit. How great to see you. I just went to college but you, you're a
cop. I never would have thought..." Heather shut up aware that she was
babbling.  
  
"It's good to see you too." His green eyes flicked over her briefly.  
  
Heather felt cold now despite the heat. Asher, my god how time had changed him
from the skinny runner that he was in high school to the sexy model he was
now. If she were honest with herself Heather would admit that she had a thing
for Asher back in high school but he was always with someone else and she
never had any balls to say hi to him. But now, what a small world. Shame he
had to catch her in her underwear and looking scruffy. Oh well, he was
probably married or had a girlfriend.  
  
Heather became slightly alarmed when Asher pulled off onto an unfamiliar exit.
"Where are we going?" Heather asked trying to leave the worried note out of
her voice.  
  
He was quiet for a while longer until they pulled up in front of a house.
Asher got out of the car and came around pulling Heather out of the car.
Instantly Heather tried to bolt. Friend or not she knew what was going to
happen if Asher got her into that house. But Heather quickly found out that
Asher had never given up running for he caught her easily clamping his hand
over her mouth dragging her back into the dark confines of the house.  
  
He lifted her up bodily when she began to struggle kicking the door shut
behind him leading her back to his bedroom. He threw her onto the bed turning
quickly to lock the door. Heather stared at him with wide eyes as he clicked
on the light. "What the fuck do you think you're doing?"  
  
Asher only smiled beginning to unbutton his dress shirt and remove his pants.  
  
Heather slipped over the side of the bed running to the door twisting the
knob. Asher caught her shocking her with the feel of his hot firm flesh
against hers. He pulled her back to the bed laying down atop her between her
legs.  
  
Heather began to scream. Asher put his hand over her mouth which she bit but
he still held on. Tears began to fall down Heather's cheeks Asher dropped his
lips to taste her salty tears.  
  
"God, Heather, do you know why I'm doing this to you?" Asher whispered softly
trailing his lips over her smooth cheek.  
  
Heather trembled beneath his touch.  
  
"You've tortured me since high school. I tried to get rid of you but I can't.
This is the only way I know to exorcise you from me."  
  
With his hand still over her mouth he began to kiss her throat going lower to
taste the flesh of her upper breasts.  
  
"I'm going to remove my hand. You won't scream will you, Heather?" She shook
her head. Slowly he released his hand. Heather quivered as his large warm
hands moved down her torso to grab her tank top pulling it over her head.  
  
"Asher," She whispered. He looked up piercing her with his green eyes. His hot
breath made her nipples hard. "Please no," His mouth came onto her flesh and
Heather writhed below him in a mixture of ecstasy and fear her hands in his
thick black hair.  
  
He did the same to her other breast then took his hot mouth lower where he
stripped her shorts and panties off. He spread her legs wider staring at her
shaved cunt feeling her sexy strong legs wrap about his waist. Asher lazily
trailed his fingers over the sensitive mound hearing Heather gasp. "How many
men have loved you, Heather? How many men have been where I am now?" Her moist
tender flesh parted under his fingers as he caressed her.  
  
"None." Came the surprising statement.  
  
Her one word cleared a bit of the swirling fog in Asher's brain. "You've never
had a man before?"  
  
"No."  
  
Asher smiled broadly displaying his straight white teeth before he sank down
to sample the taste of her flesh.  
  
Amidst the moans and sighs from the two of them the one thought that ran in
Asher's mind was that she was his now. An archaic, macho thought but one that
pleased him overly much.  
  
Heather couldn't believe this was happening that she was allowing this to
happen. But what Asher was doing to her with his mouth was pure heaven, she
had already cum twice.  
  
He moved up over her like a snake and Heather placed her hands on either side
of his face. To be fucked by her high school crush turned supermodel, this
night could have been worse. Asher gently began to ease inside her. She was
extraordinarily tight, too good to be true. When he was fully inside her he
paused to look into her brown eyes. Her pupils were dilated with pleasure. "I
want you." Came her sexy whisper.  
  
Asher tried to go slow to prolong the moment but when he felt her answer his
hard strokes with her own passion he was lost. His thrusts increased in fury
and strength until all he could feel was her tight softness and hear her cry
out his name.  
  
In the end he lay on top of her still deep inside her, his head on her chest.
Heather's hands stroked his black hair. Maybe he should say he was sorry, he
thought, but he wasn't not when he had just had the best sex of his life. "Are
you ok? Did I hurt you?"  
  
"No." Heather's hands drifted down his back stroking the hard planes of
muscle.  
  
"I wanted you like this in high school." He admitted.  
  
"I wanted you too." Came the stunning revelation.  
  
Asher looked up into her eyes. "Really?"  
  
Heather nodded. "Once I got this anonymous letter in my senior year and I had
hoped that it was from you. Kind of silly huh?"  
  
"It was from me." Asher answered quietly.  
  
"Why didn't you sign it? We could have been together long before this."  
  
"I guess it doesn't matter. You're right here with me now." He kissed her
breast.  
  
"This is the consequence of driving one hot night." Heather laughed softly.  
  
"I thought I could get rid of you by having you one night."  
  
"And,"  
  
"I'm still in love with you."  
  
Silence hung about the lovers for one moment. Enough to make Asher squirm and
wonder whether he had done the right thing.  
  
"I'm in love with you too."




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