Chapter 3: A Kiss Is Just A Kiss

The Abandoned Condos, Flint Steet and Fifth, Conyers County, District Of Colombia...

  Jennifer Bateman had finally stopped dragging Charley Bayler toward the abandoned buildings lot as she found they had been significantly out of the line of her father's sight despite being a bundle of nerves as to how she'd make her move before his arrival, she'd clearly been intent on something as she moved to suddenly pull the cigarette out of Charley's mouth and stomp on it. He arched a brow at her in annoyance before she proceeded to wipe his mouth with her hand and press her own lips to his. He'd been caught off guard as she probed his mouth with a  bit of tongue-tasting the after-effects of his cigarette before pulling back and noting his puzzled expression. The scent of her perfume had done a good deal to cloud his mind with lust as she'd been the softest thing he'd held in quite some time. 

Charley leaned into Jennifer's kiss moving his hands which had been much larger than she remembered along her body which had been filled out a lot more than he had recalled in the past. Long gone was the string bean pain in the neck little girl that sang his praises whenever he made her a peanut butter and jelly sandwich, she'd been replaced in just a few years of his absence by the eager young woman who had been more than aware of her sexuality and what she wanted as Charley felt her move her hands along his surprisingly well-toned abs.

A whimper from Jennifer had caused the handsome rugged young man to come back to his senses if only for a moment as she stepped back catching his breath and watching her do the same as she stood before him, her hands questing from his smooth chest beneath his ridiculously tight fitting shirt as his muscles bulged and threatened to split it open in the wake of the restricted movements, all the way down to his waistline where she noted the prominent bulge that had caught her eye a time or two since she first became aware of her sexuality and how badly she wanted him. 

Charley had been so caught up in the softness of her warm touch after being denied its delicate sensation for so long that he simply stood curious as to what she'd been up to since he'd been gone. Jennifer smirked at him doing her best to put on her bravest of faces as she unzipped his jeans and boldly fished out his cock, the pale flesh of it being kissed by the cool air that surrounded them had not been enough to put off his erection as it stood straight up causing Jennifer to gasp as she had finally seen his infamously gossiped about thick cock up close for herself. 

Charley groaned as Jennifer's warm soft hands gripped him as she stared into his blue eyes never more sure of her attraction for him than she had been at that moment. He'd been caught up in his lust at that point and as a result, he had lifted her off the ground and carried her toward the nearest dust-covered sturdy wall. 

Jennifer had been moaning as she felt his lips graze the side of her neck and gasped as he pressed her between his body and the wall careful not to stumble despite his jeans and underwear falling down to his ankles. He gasped for a few moments loving the feel of an intimate touch after so long behind bars but he had not been as willing as she'd hoped to indulge her any further. Kissing her neck once more as he held her against the wall with her body against his, Charley sighed and pulled back meeting her deep brown eyes eager with anticipation and lust as she looked upon him. 

"I ain't gonna lie if you had been anyone else anywhere else I would have had no hesitation in shoving my dick in you and pounding you raw until I cum, but you ain't anybody else Jen," he said in a rather somber tone. "And this ain't' nowhere near the time nor the place, as much as I've indulged you beforehand, I can't do it any longer."

He placed her back onto the ground and pulled up his jeans and underwear. Jennifer got a good look at his thick cock barely being tucked back into his jeans before he ended up zipping up and taking a few moments to compose himself. 

"Chucky come on, you were so hot for me before," said Jennifer disappointed as she reached for him only for him to pull back in response. "You don't have to go anywhere, you can stay here with me and we'll do whatever you want."

Charley sighed at last understanding why she'd been so bold. 

"Jen, don't," he said once more in a somber tone. "As good as you look and as much as I wanna fuck your new and improved body until I can't fuck anymore I gotta be hittin' the road and more importantly this ain't no place to be so eager to lose your virginity in and I ain't no kind of man that deserves that honor no matter how much you believe it to be so."

"I don't love anybody else." protested Jennifer as tears began to stream down her cheeks. 

Charley sighed as he wiped them away gently kissing her lips as she clung to him, the scent of her perfume and the softness of her body had still been getting to him but he made up his mind already. 

"I'm gonna miss you," he admitted sorrowfully. "And every second of you being a pain in my ass."

Charley turned and walked away from the upset girl not wishing to engage her any further in case she managed to dent his barely sustained willpower as it were. 

He had not expected to be so attracted to Jennifer of all people and thought it sad that she might have been betting all odds on her virgin body being enough to keep him here in D.C. but Charley had not wished to stay any longer than he had to. He had made up his mind long before his release that he'd get his due money and go, his time living with the Bateman family had been over and Julian had seen to that. 

Charley made his way back toward the auto shop having no doubt in his mind that he'd left poor Jennifer in tears despite her best efforts to the contrary. It wasn't his intention to hurt her, she was a good girl after all and he wasn't the type to come along and ruin that, not for all the fun in the world that doing so had promised to be. He had hoped that she'd eventually move on and find someone who could make her about as happy as Tiffany seemed to be once he'd been out of her life.