(Sorry it's been a while. Everyone still 18. Still inspired by true events. Probably need to read part 1 first)
I walked the couple short blocks home and hopped in the shower, washing all traces of Lauren off of me. I thought about stroking myself as I remembered the evening's events but held off. After the shower, I told my parents goodnight and headed down to the basement family room, where our computer was. I cringed at the loud screeches from the modem as I signed on to AOL. Immediately, I spotted Ashley's screen name in my friend's list indicating she was online.
LaxBr03: Hey
DancerGirl25: Hi
Awkward pause.
LaxBr03: how are you? Get home OK?
DancerGirl25: yeah. Just got out of the shower.
LaxBr03: crazy night, huh?
She took her time before responding.
DancerGirl25: can we talk? In person? I just feel like I need to see you.
We were no strangers to sneaking out, and there was a park nearby which was secluded and we usually met up.
LaxBr03: of course. Usual spot? Meet you there in 15.
DancerGirl25: see you there (kissing face)
I grabbed a fleece blanket off the couch, and rummaged through the back of a drawer where I had hidden some condoms in an old software box. I grabbed a couple, eased out the sliding glass door, and walked into the night again.
I walked quickly to the park, and ducked under the gate meant to keep cars out. In the front of the park was a playground and sports fields, but in the back was an old racquetball court and a pavilion, and then a firepit with some benches around it tucked into the woods a little ways where we camped as Boy Scouts when we were younger. Ashley and I had met to hook up on these benches dozens of times.
I arrived first, and Ashley walked up a few minutes later. Her hair was still wet from her shower, and she wore a big baggy sweatshirt and dance leggings. We embraced, and she tucked her head against me under my chin. We stayed like that for a few moments, and then she pulled away and looked up at me, before kissing me on my cheek. I could see her eyes were moistened with tears.
"Hey, are you okay?" I asked her.
She nodded. "I think so. I just...I think I realized seeing you with Lauren that we aren't going to be together after we graduate, are we?"
I thought back to my conversation with Lauren, about my plans to break up with Ashley before college in the fall.
"I don't know, Ash. I mean, I'll always love you, but I think we owe it to ourselves to go experience the world a little bit. We will stay in touch, and whatever happens happens. I don't know more than that."
She nodded and put her head back against my chest.
"I understand. I just want to feel you next to me for a little while."
We sat down on one of the benches, me on the bench, her on my lap, and the blanket I had brought wrapped around us.
We sat in silence for maybe 5 minutes, and then Ashley looked up at me with dry eyes and asked
"So how was she? You can tell me" with a little grin on her face.
This was a conversation full of landmines.
"I don't know" I started. "She was definitely different than you. More aggressive. I couldn't believe how forward she was, I've never seen that side of her."
"I told you she was a hornball. You never believed me. Did you like playing with her bigger tits? What were you two doing in that closet? You know you're definitely bigger than John, I was able to get more of him in my mouth. I hope she didn't get too attached to your big dick."
Rather than respond I leaned down and kissed her, slipping my tongue into her mouth. I ran my hand up her spine under the back of her sweatshirt, noting that I didn't encounter a bra. We made out for a few minutes, her grinding slightly in my lap.
She pulled away and smiled at me saying "you know, I think I'm the only one who didn't get off tonight. I saw you and John cum, and I heard Lauren in the closet, but nothing for me."