I wrote this story awhile ago for the writer's club. As of now it's the only thing i got. Hope y'all enjoy, until i can get some more stuff up
She opened the door to her bedroom, revealing me in nothing but a t-shirt and a pair of socks. As soon as she looked at me I knew I should probably put some pants on. She laughed and all the blood rushed to my face. My face got hot and my stomach sunk.
“This was not where this was going,” she said.
“But, with the kissing and the…” She interrupted me and put her finger to my lips. She was still laughing, looking first at my face, then at my pasty white legs.
She put her mouth right next to my ear and whispered in the sexiest way, “Maybe you should put your clothes on before my parents get home.”
“That’s a good idea.” I whispered back to her. I fumbled around for my discarded blue jeans I threw somewhere on the floor. I got down on my knees to rifle through the laundry on the floor. Then we heard a door slam.
We both looked at the door. I turned away and started digging faster. “Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit,” were the only words running through my mind. Her voice became a hiss, “You need to get out of here!”
“You don’t think I know that?” I yell-whispered back.
“I’m home!” shouted the voice. It was getting closer to us. I kept digging. I heard footsteps getting closer to the bedroom door.
“Baby, where are you?”
Just as the door handle started to turn I felt the zipper of my pants underneath the bed. She ran to the door and slid against it, slamming the opening door shut.
I remember this story. Just as erotic as the first time.
ReplyDeleteThis is Evan isn't it? Hilarious.
ReplyDeleteIt tickles me =)
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