I wanted to have him undress me and feel me all over. I wanted to have him open my legs and push into me and break my maidenhead. I wanted him to go...as deep into me as anyone ever could. If it could be done without getting me pregnant, I wanted to feel his semen shoot into me deeper yet. The trouble with the senior trip was that being around him all the time made me want him all the time and worse than ever. My periods have been regular since I was twelve, so I knew that on Friday. I was spent however and all I could do was poke around in there for five or ten minutes before pulling out to letting my wife have her again. Desiree was very thankful. I thought about inviting her over Saturday but we really needed her to baby sit Timmy instead.After Desiree went home I had my wife call Doctor Kelley at home and tell her that we screwed up and made out with Desiree. We both assumed that she would pass on our Saturday get together but she didn’t. Desiree had been in to see. * * * Alan found a seat. It was still early in rush hour, and the cars were less than half full. Plus, he had reached the station just as the inbound train had pulled in, and he had almost fifteen minutes before the turnaround. Sitting there quietly reading his newspaper he still had that feeling in the back of his mind, a feeling of being watched, or even chased. He tried scanning all of the minds in his vicinity, but nothing jumped out. He lowered his antennae, and went back to reading. Had. From harmless fun into bed, and from bed to who knows where.Unconsciously I found myself sighing deeply. Still looking at Dave and his puppy dog eyes. Still wondering whether or not to cancel the evening and stay home, sending him the clearest signal that I was not up for even the tiniest most harmless version of the flirting game. The other part of me wondering if I was over-reacting. Whether I’d become too serious and not trusting my ability to set boundaries and just have a little bit of.
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