Your wearing your favourite t-shirt with my hoodie, and a pair of black tight jeans, the embossing pattern on the bra is visible through the tight t-shirt, your hair is up, I'm walking you back from the cinema at 10:30 at night, its dark outside and we just saw a sad film, your upset a bit by the ending, and I comfort you, and you seem to actually return my affection for once, holding on to my arm as we walk towards your buss stop, as we round the corner you ask me to come sleep at your house tonight cus your mums away and you don't wanna be alone, and of course I agree, on the buss back to your house you sit next to me and cuddle up to me, resting your head on my shoulder and burying your face into my neck, you don't seem upset anymore but I'm not about to complain.
As we walk to your house we have a laugh at how your ex who still obsesses over you would go mental if he knew I was sleeping round yours tonight, and just as we get to your door I cant control myself anymore and I spin you round from facing the door so you're facing me, and I pull you into a passionate kiss, and for whatever reason you pull me closer, almost like your trying to merge your body with mine, to become one. We stand there holding each other close until eventually we notice someone staring from the bottom of the drive, he's meant to be walking his dog but he looks about 13 and is shocked by what he's seeing, standing there open mouthed, so I whisper in your ear that maybe we should head inside and see what happens...
You take my hand and lead me up to your room where you shove me onto the bed and tell me to stay there, and you take a step back and start stripping off your clothes, throwing each item in my direction as they come off, until your standing there in your bra and pink thong, and you look at my crotch and see my evident enjoyment of your display, and tell me its my turn, and come sit by my side. So I stand up and walk over to where you were, and begin to remove my t-shirt, not believing this is actually happening, as my t-shirt comes off you stare at my chest and whistle, I blush a little, not used to being like this in front of a single person, and I begin to take off my boots, then slip off my jeans, so I'm standing there in a tight pair of boxers, my obvious erection tenting my boxers, and you stand up and walk up to me and slip your arms around me and pull yourself close to me and rest your head on my chest and whisper that I look great, I don't believe you but I smile and take the compliment, returning the favour and saying just how beautiful those long legs are, and how great your breasts look.