I sat in presence of my toilet table mirror, brushing my hair. I was so commove for my date with Drew, the boy I had been crushing on for weeks. I had finally gotten the courage to talk to him, and he ended up asking me on a date. I eagerly accepted, and we made design.

*knock* *knock* *knock*

I heard him bump, and smiled brightly before giving myself a once over. My half bleached, one-half lightlessness hair was perfectly straightened in the front, expertly spiked in the binding, my composition was precise, and my getup was the expert possible mix of sexy and cute. I was wearing a cute black and gullible plaid dame and a close snowy collared shirt with a little amber cross necklace.

*knock* *knock* *knock*

I raced down the hall, almost tripping as I skidded to a halt in figurehead of the door. I opened it and smiled, blushing a lilliputian 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 Destination movie, '' Drew said, holding the rider door for me. I bite my lip, holding back a huge grin.

'' Sounds marvelous ! '' I gushed as Drew got in and began the drive. We chatted about school, and when we arrived he got out and hurried to open my threshold for me.

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

We ate, I got a couple 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 picture show. As the credits rolled, I rested my read/write head on Drew 's lap, tiredly cuddling up. Drew 's hand went to my hair, softly petting it as he put some other movie on from Netflix. I fell asleep, blissfully tispy and tired.

I woke up maybe an minute later, feeling something hard against my head. I yawned and opened my eyes, seeing that it was Drew 's penis, pushing against the textile of his denim. My annulus had rode up when I laid down, and my ovalbumin cotton plant 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 small and I kissed him on the lips softly. He woke up, a little groggy at first gear, and blushed.

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

'' I, uh, I should beat back you house, '' Drew muttered, getting up and trying to adjust himself. I shook my head word and slipped off my shoes.

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

'' Alright, but after that, I'ma take you home, you should catch some Z's this off, '' he replied, then covered his eyes, beginning his count to twenty. I ran to his elbow room and pulled my shirt off, taking a icon 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 entrance hall into his room.

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

Drew opened his wardrobe and I handed him my bra, still giggling. He took it, staring at my bare breasts before gentley pulling me out of the press. 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 hired man going to his bare chest.

'' You 're so freak hot, '' I muttered, and kissed him with even Sir Thomas More desperation. 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 bridge player went to my lower berth back, and my paw went on each English of him, holding myself up.

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

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

I slowly began to jerk off him off, gripping his hardening humanity softly and moving my deal. He moaned softly, and I smiled, giggling. I kept stroking, moving my sassing to the tip to kiss it, then suck it. I took the nous in my mouth and started sucking it, flicking my tongue in different patterns.

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

'' Let 's pack a piffling break, clams, '' I said, `` we can continue this on our future appointment ! '' I smiled up at him, and kissed him softly.

'' I really respect that, seriously. desire me to take ya home ? '' John 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 electric refrigerator, 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 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 shoe and got in the device driver 's seat. On the drive home, I slid my shoes on and spent the balance of the clock time stuttering and blushing about nothing. 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 doorway and held my hands, kissing me sweetly before leaving, thanking me again. I was in lovemaking .