" "I know," I said. "You're actually the one I wanted to talk to, and I needed him to be gone for this." Oh?" she responded. "How interesting!"I was s...uddenly nervous. She was the only woman I knew well enough to ask intimate questions of flat out. And what I wanted to ask her was pretty intimate. That caused me to fiddle around a little bit. I might have blushed. Whatever I did, she noticed it."Well, it certainly doesn't look like you just need a shirt mended. Have you finally come to sweep me. I got to her place a little after 9. She was pudgy in a cute way, blond hair, thicker build, decent teenage tits. She greeted me at the door and then took me to say hi to her parents as she still lived at home and didn’t want to raise suspicions about who was that guy she let in. It also helped I knew some people she went to school with so we made it sound like I was a friend from school rather than a casual hookup.We eventually made our way downstairs to the finished basement which was more of. This baby deserves respect, y’know? I wouldn’t put a scratch on this, swear on my life.’ Diane had heard some of her friends talk about the ‘cute’ kid that had started in the year below. The girl’s conversation had turned ever more x rated as they described what they’d each like to do to him, ending in peals of shrieking, dirty laughter. She’d seen Paul a few times, swaggering around, each day a different outfit that brought disapproving looks from the teachers. She’d written him off as a bit. As we two kissed, Mike walked up behind her. I stopped kissing Michelle and she stood straight up. Her back was up against Mike’s chest, his hands were on her waist. He slowly began to kiss her along her neck. As he kissed her, I leaned back into the chair. His hands moved from her waist down onto her hips caressing her body. Deciding to escalate things, I began to touch Michelle’s legs, caressing them with gentle strokes, making my way up under her skirt and unzipping it. I grabbed onto both.