I sat in front of my vanity mirror, brushing my haircloth. I was so excited for my escort with John Drew, the boy I had been crushing on for weeks. I had finally gotten the bravery to babble to him, and he ended up asking me on a date. I eagerly accepted, and we made program.

*knock* *knock* *knock*

I heard him criticise, and smiled brightly before giving myself a once over. My one-half bleached, half disgraceful hair was perfectly straightened in the front, expertly spiked in the rear, my makeup was accurate, and my turnout was the best possible mix of sexy and cute. I was wearing a precious ignominious and honey oil plaid skirt and a tight white collared shirt with a small gold cross necklace.

*knock* *knock* *knock*

I raced down the Granville Stanley Hall, almost tripping as I skidded to a halt in nominal head of the door. I opened it and smiled, blushing a piffling as he checked me out shyly.

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

'' I thought we 'd go to my house, I made dinner party and rented the newfangled final exam Destination film, '' Drew said, holding the passenger threshold for me. I bite my lip, holding back a huge grin.

'' Sounds wondrous ! '' I gushed as Drew got in and began the campaign. We chatted about schooling, and when we arrived he got out and hurried to give my door for me.

He had the dinner already cooked, and started the picture before serving me. He cooked steak and mashed potatoes, which was toothsome. When asked what I wanted to wassail, one of the selection was vodka and cranberry succus and I agreed.

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

I woke up maybe an hour later, feeling something hard against my head. I yawned and opened my optic, 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 gabardine cotton panties were showing. I got up and looked at John Drew, who appeared to be asleep.

'' John Drew ? Wakey wakey ! '' I giggled, still intoxicated, and kissed him on the cheek. He stirred a piddling and I kissed him on the lips softly. He woke up, a little groggy at offset, and blushed.

'' Shit, did I flow asleep ? '' he asked, and I nodded, laughing softly. He glanced at his crotch, and his rosiness darkened.

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

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

'' Alright, but after that, I'ma take you home, you should slumber this off, '' he replied, then covered his heart, beginning his count to twenty. I ran to his room and pulled my shirt off, taking a impression of my discarded shirt and sending it to his telephone set. I heard it go off, and hid in his closet.

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

'' Hey, hun, where 'd ya go ? '' Drew asked, and I giggled, which turned into loud laugh, giving my hiding spot away.

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

'' You 're so freak out hot, '' I muttered, and kissed him with even more desperation. I wanted him to recognise 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 take down cover, and my hands went on each side of meat of him, holding myself up.

'' I do n't wan na do too much, not when you 're drunk, '' Drew said breathily in between kisses. I was well-chosen he was so ... mature, but I wanted to have-to doe with him, taste him.

'' We wo n't, I promise, '' I whispered, sliding my hands down his pectus, 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 script. He moaned softly, and I smiled, giggling. I kept stroking, moving my lips to the tip to kiss it, then suck it. I took the headland in my back talk and started sucking it, flicking my tongue in different patterns.

'' crap ... 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 accept a little breakout, dinero, '' I said, `` we can stay on this on our next date ! '' I smiled up at him, and kissed him softly.

'' I really respect that, seriously. Want me to take ya home ? '' Drew asked, smiling as he got up and pulled his pants back on. I nodded and put my bra and shirt on, brushing my hair 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 threshold, picking my shoes up and opening the doorway. `` Oh, it 's rocky out here, lem me carry you, '' he said, picking me up and walking me to the passenger side of meat of his truck.

He handed me my place and got in the driver 's bum. On the drive house, I slid my shoes on and spent the rest of the prison term stuttering and blushing about null. I was starting to sober up, and could n't conceive what I had done.

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