I was late out of college and when I got home I rushed up stairs and had a quick shower, shave and brushed of my teeth. I was determined to smell nice tonight. I was just throwing a wash bag and some books in to my rucksack when the doorbell rang.
My sister called out "Jamie, its your date's parents"
She was clearly amused by this. I rushed down stairs giving my sister a glare and got into the back of Mercedes waiting for me at the curve. It was my first sleep over at my girlfriend's house and they had kindly agreed to give me a lift. They were out for the evening so I suspected they also wanted to give me 'the talk', for a good ten minutes there was an uncomfortable silence, then 'the talk' took place. I promised that I would treat their daughter with respect.
Once her parents left, Izzy and I enjoyed a meal of pizza and chips and settled down to watch a couple of movies. Then we talked about college, friends and life in general. Neither of us made a move on each other. Then it came to bedtime, we were to sleep in separate rooms. Izzy gave me a kiss on the lips and our tongues made a slight contact. She then indicated that for now that was as far as she was willing to go. She needed to be sure it was love before she slept with me. I made my way to bed and stripped down to my boxers, I was too excited to read but too embarrassed to masturbate in someone else's house.