I was in Hailey’s truck. She was bouncing on my lap again. I was grabbing her ass cheeks making her bounce quicker. She was moaning my name and swearing like a sailor. Then I heard my alarm sound. How odd? As my vision blurred into the insides of my eyelids, I tried to hold on to the last bit of sleep left. I didn’t want it to leave, but it was inevitable.

I was awake, one day after I lost my virginity to one of the most beautiful women i’ve ever met. My cock was oozing inside my boxers. I swore as I got up to get a towel out of my closet. As i cleaned myself, I heard the text tone of my phone on my nightstand. I turned and leaped onto my bed reaching for my phone. On screen I saw

Hailey: Hey, I had a great time talking to you last night. Do you want to go to the mall after school today?

Me: No, I have my sister’s dance recital tonight, I’ll keep in touch, maybe this weekend.

Outside my window I saw the orange haze of the sunlight rising before the sun. I walked back to my closet, and grabbed my Jeans, a T-shirt, and a pair of boxers from my drawer. I walked down the hall to the shower. After setting my clothes for the day on the sink, I stripped nude, then climbed into the shower.

The cool water felt good cascading down my body. I was hot and sweaty after my wet dream. I closed my eyes and there she was, on my lap swallowing my cock. My cock started swelling, so I opened my eyes, wanting to save my energy.

Fast forward two days. I was home after school, on my laptop. I got a text from Abbey.

Abbey: Hey, Why don’t you come down to my house for a swim? The temperature is perfect and I’m really lonely.

Me: Why don’t you have Baily come over? I meant for it to sound just a little bitter.

Abbey: Well…. We broke up. Turns out I was his sidechick.

Suddenly i felt like an ass-hole. I agreed to go to swim with her. She lived only a block down the street from me. I was walking down the street in my swim trunks, and sandals with a towel over my shoulder. I walked through her front fence up to her door. I trotted up the steps and rang the doorbell. After a few seconds Abbey appeared at the door. She wore spaghetti straps and yoga pants.

“Hey…er, sorry about Bailey” I said. She was smiling but hiding behind it i could see her pain.