I sat in front of my vanity mirror, brushing my hair. I was so excited for my day of the month with Drew, the boy I had been crushing on for calendar week. I had finally gotten the courage to let the cat out of the bag to him, and he ended up asking me on a engagement. I eagerly accepted, and we made plans.

* roast * * knock * * roast *

I heard him pick apart, and smiled brightly before giving myself a once over. My half bleached, half total darkness hair was perfectly straightened in the straw man, expertly spiked in the spine, my makeup was exact, and my turnout was the best possible mix of sexy and cute. I was wearing a cute black and light-green tartan doll and a sozzled snowy collared shirt with a small-scale gold cross necklace.

* knock * * knock * * whang *

I raced down the entrance hall, almost tripping as I skidded to a hitch in front 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 threshold behind me and walked with him to his truck.

'' I thought we 'd go to my menage, I made dinner party and rented the newest Final Destination movie, '' Drew said, holding the passenger door for me. I bite my lip, holding back a Brobdingnagian grin.

'' Sounds rattling ! '' 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 doorway for me.

He had the dinner already cooked, and started the pic before serving me. He cooked steak and mashed potato, which was luscious. When asked what I wanted to drink, one of the alternative was vodka and cranberry juice and I agreed.

We ate, I got a couple refills of my drinkable, 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 head on Drew 's lap, tiredly cuddling up. Drew 's manus went to my hair, 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 hr 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 jeans. My doll had rode up when I laid down, and my ovalbumin cotton 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 nerve. He stirred a short and I kissed him on the lips softly. He woke up, a lilliputian groggy at showtime, and blushed.

'' darn, did I decrease asleep ? '' he asked, and I nodded, laughing softly. He glanced at his privates, and his blush darkened.

'' I, uh, I should drive you place, '' John 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 program forming in my head. He smirked and nodded.

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

'' holy place 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 cheap laughter, giving my hiding point away.

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

'' You 're so freaking hot, '' I muttered, and kissed him with even 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 script went to my scurvy binding, and my handwriting went on each face of him, holding myself up.

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

'' We wo n't, I promise, '' I whispered, sliding my hands down his chest, 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 wank him off, gripping his hardening manhood softly and moving my bridge player. 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 glossa 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 take a little break, loot, '' I said, `` we can continue this on our next day of the month ! '' I smiled up at him, and kissed him softly.

'' I really respect that, seriously. Want me to ingest ya home ? '' Drew asked, smiling as he got up and pulled his trouser 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 appointment, '' 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 ass. On the drive home, I slid my shoes on and spent the relaxation of the time stuttering and blushing about nada. I was starting to sober up up, and could n't believe what I had done.

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