I sat in front of my conceitedness mirror, brushing my hair. I was so turn on for my date with Drew, the boy I had been crushing on for weeks. I had finally gotten the courage to peach to him, and he ended up asking me on a date. I eagerly accepted, and we made plan.

*knock* *knock* *knock*

I heard him bump, and smiled brightly before giving myself a once over. My one-half bleached, one-half blackness hair was perfectly straightened in the front, expertly spiked in the vertebral column, my make-up was accurate, and my kit was the unspoiled possible mix of sexy and cute. I was wearing a cute black and greens tartan skirt and a wet white collared shirt with a small gold hybridisation necklace.

*knock* *knock* *knock*

I raced down the hall, almost tripping as I skidded to a stoppage in front end of the door. 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 room access behind me and walked with him to his truck.

'' I thought we 'd go to my family, I made dinner and rented the novel final exam Destination flick, '' Drew said, holding the passenger room access for me. I bite my lip, holding back a huge grin.

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

He had the dinner already cooked, and started the moving-picture show before serving me. He cooked steak and mashed murphy, which was scrumptious. When asked what I wanted to tope, one of the options was vodka and cranberry juice and I agreed.

We ate, I got a couple refills of my boozing, and watched the movie, and somewhere in that we cuddled up together and stayed like that til the end of the picture. As the credits rolled, I rested my promontory 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 hour later, feeling something hard against my head. I yawned and opened my center, seeing that it was Drew 's penis, pushing against the framework of his jeans. My skirt had rode up when I laid down, and my white cotton panties were showing. I got up and looked at Drew, who appeared to be asleep.

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

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

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

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

'' Alright, but after that, I'ma take you home, you should sleep this off, '' he replied, then covered his eyes, beginning his count to twenty. I ran to his room and pulled my shirt off, taking a depiction of my throw out shirt and sending it to his phone. 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 ? '' John Drew asked, and I giggled, which turned into meretricious laughter, giving my concealment situation away.

Drew opened his press 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 osculate him eagerly, my mitt going to his bare chest.

'' You 're so freaking hot, '' I muttered, and kissed him with even Sir Thomas 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 lower binding, and my hands went on each slope of him, holding myself up.

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

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

I slowly began to jerk off him off, gripping his hardening humanness softly and moving my hand. 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 head in my mouth and started sucking it, flicking my tongue in different radiation diagram.

'' asshole ... 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 shoot a little break of serve, sugar, '' I said, `` we can continue this on our next date ! '' I smiled up at him, and kissed him softly.

'' I really respect that, seriously. Want me to direct ya plate ? '' 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 escort, '' he said gratefully, and walked me out the door, picking my skid 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 rider side of his truck.

He handed me my shoes and got in the driver 's keister. On the parkway home, I slid my brake shoe on and spent the residue of the clip stuttering and blushing about nothing. I was starting to sober up up, and could n't think 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 dearest .