We left the theater. On the way to his house, we didn't chat. He drove above the speed limit, but was lucky, and there was no police around.
We entered the front door. I stood inside, lifted my chin, puckered my lips, closed my eyes, and waited. He was such a ditz: It took him a long time to realize he was supposed to kiss me. And then he did. It was a light kiss, barely there. I murmured, "Not like that. Show me you really want me!"
His lips pressed against mine. I parted his lips and invaded his mouth with my small tongue. At the same time, I pushed my chest onto his body, feeling his erection was still impressive. I said, "Let's go to bed."
I sat him on the bed's edge and performed an amateurish striptease. First, I kicked off my shoes, then very slowly opened my zipper, letting it f
