I sat in nominal head of my vanity mirror, brushing my hair. I was so excited for my date with Drew, the boy I had been crushing on for weeks. I had finally gotten the courageousness to blab out to him, and he ended up asking me on a date. I eagerly accepted, and we made plans.

*knock* *knock* *knock*

I heard him criticise, and smiled brightly before giving myself a once over. My half bleached, one-half Negro pilus was perfectly straightened in the front, expertly spiked in the cover, my physical composition was precise, and my getup was the skilful possible mix of sexy and cute. I was wearing a precious black and putting green plaid chick and a loaded white collared shirt with a small gold cross necklace.

*knock* *knock* *knock*

I raced down the hall, almost tripping as I skidded to a arrest in presence of the threshold. I opened it and smiled, blushing a little as he checked me out shyly.

'' You look beautiful, '' he muttered, and I stuttered a 'thank you'before locking the door behind me and walked with him to his truck.

'' I thought we 'd go to my house, I made dinner and rented the newest terminal goal movie, '' Drew said, holding the rider door for me. I bite my lip, holding back a Brobdingnagian grin.

'' Sounds wonderful ! '' I gushed as John Drew got in and began the cause. We chatted about school, and when we arrived he got out and hurried to afford my door for me.

He had the dinner party already cooked, and started the movie before serving me. He cooked steak and mashed potatoes, which was scrumptious. When asked what I wanted to drink in, one of the choice was vodka and cranberry juice and I agreed.

We ate, I got a pair refills of my drink, and watched the movie, and somewhere in that we cuddled up together and stayed like that til the end of the movie. As the recognition rolled, I rested my head on John Drew 's lap, tiredly cuddling up. Drew 's script went to my hair, softly petting it as he put some other picture on from Netflix. I fell asleep, blissfully tispy and tired.

I woke up maybe an time of day later, feeling something hard against my head. I yawned and opened my centre, seeing that it was Drew 's penis, pushing against the fabric of his jeans. My skirt had rode up when I laid down, and my white cotton fiber panties were showing. I got up and looked at Drew, who appeared to be asleep.

'' Drew ? Wakey wakey ! '' I giggled, still intoxicated, and kissed him on the impudence. He stirred a little and I kissed him on the rim softly. He woke up, a little groggy at firstly, and blushed.

'' Shit, did I return asleep ? '' he asked, and I nodded, laughing softly. He glanced at his genital organ, and his blush darkened.

'' I, uh, I should drive you home, '' John Drew muttered, getting up and trying to line up himself. I shook my head and slipped off my shoes.

'' Let 's playy ... .hide n seek ! '' I cried out excitedly, a plan forming in my straits. He smirked and nodded.

'' Alright, but after that, I'ma take you menage, you should sleep this off, '' he replied, then covered his eyes, beginning his count to twenty. I ran to his way and pulled my shirt off, taking a picture of my toss shirt and sending it to his earphone. I heard it go off, and hid in his closet.

'' sanctum shit, '' he muttered, and I heard him jog down the hall into his room.

'' Hey, hun, where 'd ya go ? '' John Drew asked, and I giggled, which turned into loud laughter, giving my concealment fleck away.

Drew opened his water closet and I handed him my bra, still giggling. He took it, staring at my bare breasts before gentley pulling me out of the W.C.. He pulled his shirt off and we stared at eachother, before we both moved towards eachother, me getting on my tip-toes to osculate him eagerly, my hands going to his bare chest.

'' You 're so freak out hot, '' I muttered, and kissed him with even More despair. I wanted him to know how bad I wanted him. I pulled him towards his bed, and we fell onto it, me on top of him. His hands went to my grim binding, and my hired hand went on each English of him, holding myself up.

'' I do n't wan na do too much, not when you 're drunk, '' Drew said breathily in between kiss. I was happy he was so ... mature, but I wanted to rival him, taste him.

'' We wo n't, I promise, '' I whispered, sliding my hand down his chest, softly scratching him. He shivered, and I unbuttoned his bloomers, sliding them down. He half-heartedly tried to block me, but he obviously wanted to see what I 'd do.

I slowly began to wank him off, gripping his hardening humanness softly and moving my bridge player. He moaned softly, and I smiled, giggling. I kept stroking, moving my backtalk to the tip to kiss it, then suck it. I took the head in my lip and started sucking it, flicking my tongue in different patterns.

'' diddly ... you need to s-s-stop ... it 's been a bit since I 've ... .oh god ... I 'm getting close, '' John Drew groaned, and I pulled away, laughing.

'' Let 's shoot a fiddling break, lolly, '' I said, `` we can continue this on our succeeding date ! '' I smiled up at him, and kissed him softly.

'' I really respect that, seriously. Want me to postulate ya home ? '' Drew asked, smiling as he got up and pulled his bloomers back on. I nodded and put my bra and shirt on, brushing my hair's-breadth back. He walked into he kitchen and opened the fridge, pulling a rose out and handing it to me.

'' Thanks for taking me up on this date, '' he said gratefully, and walked me out the door, picking my shoes up and opening the door. `` Oh, it 's rocky out here, lem me carry you, '' he said, picking me up and walking me to the passenger side of his truck.

He handed me my shoes and got in the driver 's seat. On the drive home, I slid my shoes on and spent the rest of the time stuttering and blushing about cypher. I was starting to sober up, and could n't believe what I had done.

When we got to my house, Drew walked me to the room access and held my hands, kissing me sweetly before leaving, thanking me again. I was in love .