Date: Sat, 20 Nov 2004 21:40:15 -0700 From: Richie-BlueAngel Subject: Benji (Chapter 2) Disclaimer: This story is pure fantasy from a hopeless romantic boylover. No part of this story may be used without consent from the author. Feel free to send comments to richie-blueangel@cox.net. Make sure to include the name of the story in the subject line. *Please remember that wherever you go, and whatever you do, you have the opportunity to change a person's outlook....try to do it in a positive way. Characters: Benjamin Scott Antler: age 8 Kathy Antler: age 42 Richie (Me): age 36 Chapter 2 I not sure how long we sat there, but it seemed like hours. This whole time she said nothing, she just sat across from Benji and I. I was getting concerned. It was like she was trying to see right into my soul. She had a very hard, concentrating look about her. Finally, after what was probably only five minutes, her eyes softened and she said it was ok for Benji and I to go swimming together, asking that I come back afterwards so we could talk. I agreed and left to get changed. A few minutes later, Benji showed up in his bathing suit and we both went to the pool. At first we were both a little somber. I'm sure, like me, Benji was thinking about what was going to happen when we got back to his place. What did his mother want to talk about, and how was this going to affect our friendship. Eventually though, after a few minutes of light play, we both started relaxing. We had a great time splashing each other and me throwing him all over the place, his giggles and laughter music to my ears. Several times we would go to the Jacuzzi to relax and each time Benji would sit next to me. After relaxing in the Jacuzzi we would head back to the pool for more play. I never felt so charged, I was on a high that wouldn't stop. I was in heaven. I don't know what had gotten into me, but I was so comfortable with Benji that I never worried about touching him. This was all new to me but it felt great and I decided it best not to fight it and to just have fun with a boy who enjoyed my company as much as I enjoyed his. I have no idea how long we were out at the pool but around six Kathy showed up and we all went back to their place. I was still in my suit and worried about being wet. She told me not to worry about it and led me over to the kitchen table. As I sat down, she told Benji to go changed. While he was in his room she started asking me some basic questions; like how old was I, where did I work and how long I had lived at the apartments, but nothing too personal. A few minutes later Benji came out of his room dressed in some blue soccer shorts looking as cute as could be. I tried not to stare but was sure it was obvious to anyone. I'm not sure what she was thinking, but she asked Benji to find something to do. Benji didn't like this and started to argue with her, but she quickly put a stop to it by telling him she would let him say goodbye before I left. He went to his room, but clearly he wasn't happy about it. As I watch him go, she said something, or asked me something, but my mind was elsewhere. I turned to look at her and found she was watching me very intently. "He really likes you", she said and I stammered back that "he's a very nice boy". I'm sure I was blushing when I said it and I'm also sure she knew there was something more to it then what I said. She sat down at the table across from me and started telling me a little about her self; how old she was, that she was divorced, and that Benji's father never visited. Slowly I started to relax, and we started talking like old friends, me telling her about myself; work, family, that sort of thing. She kept looking at me strangely, though, and this still had me worried. What did she think about me and my budding friendship with her son. I'm not really sure how, but over the next hour while she started fixing dinner, we seemed to become friends. Nothing too serious was talked about, but I got to know her better, and I'm sure she began to understand me. We talked about our believes and about what we consider important. It was all very weird, but she was very easy to talk to. As she finished cooking dinner and it approached seven pm she asked me if I wanted to stay for dinner, saying "I'm sure Benji would like it if you stayed". Though nothing directly was said about my friendship with Benji, I got the feeling she understood, or at least saw no harm in Benji and I being friends. I accepted her invitation and she called Benji out. At first I think he thought I was getting ready to leave because he came up to me and started to give me a hug. While we were hugging, she asked him to set the table, letting him know I was staying for dinner. Dinner was great. Not to say anything bad about her cooking (It was fine.), but it was sitting there with Benji that made the meal so great. It was getting late and had already gotten dark outside by the time we finished dinner. I was getting ready to excuse myself and head home when Benji asked if he could walk me home, promising to come straight back. I'm not sure if his mother wanted this or not, but I decided to handle it myself by saying it was too late. As Kathy said goodnight and I thanked her for the dinner, Benji led me to the door. As I was stepping through the doorway to leave, he grabbed me in a big hug and didn't seem to want to let go. While this was fine with me, I knew his mother was watching, so I hugged him back and said a quick goodnight. The walk home was very strange. I was feeling empty and giddy all at the same time. I felt something very joyous building inside me that I couldn't explain, but I had this worry about how things would turn out. I knew if it were left up to Benji and I, there would be no problems, but how far was his mother going to allow this relationship to grow? Would she trust me enough, to let Benji and I see where this relationship was going? I got home feeling the weight of the world on me. I cleaned up and crawled into bed feeling happy and sad at the same time. I couldn't relax and couldn't fall asleep. My mind was filled with thoughts of Benji and of our relationship. I don't know how long it took, but finally sleep did come. To Be Continued...