She was seventeen and still had never been kissed, except when she met Bobby. He was seventeen also and, although he had been kissed several times by the ladies, he had never got to second base much less third or home. But they were in love, puppy love anyway, and to them it would last forever. Bobby and Jonnie were juniors in a Midwest high school right in the middle of farm country so they knew what sex was all about. But when it came to actually experiencing it, neither one of them had the foggiest clue where even to start.

They had gone together since the spring of the freshman year and had always told each other that they would refrain from having sex until they were married. But as time went on, that vow became harder and harder to keep. It was in the spring, in about April, when Bobby asked Jonnie to go to the Prom with him. Of course she said “Yes” because they were a couple and everyone expected them to go as a couple.

Bobby was a gangly kid of about 6 feet in height but weighed in at only 145 pounds. He was good looking, not great but it would not hurt anyone to look at him either. Jonnie was the looker of the pair however, being real short, maybe 5 feet even but not weighing more than 90 pounds. She had blonde hair that she wore down to her shoulders, beautiful blue eyes and a petite little body that would stop a train. Her breasts were small but perfectly shaped and her little rear end was so compact that you would swear that she worked out with free weights.

They had talked and planned to go to the Prom together and the subject of what they were going to do after the dance came up between them but neither of them made any commitments. But now as it was getting closer to the date, Bobby decided to bring it up again with Jonnie.

“I was wondering about the Prom and stuff and if we had decided anything about what we are going to do afterwards,” he said as casually as he could. He knew what he wanted to do but he didn’t know what she thought about it.

“Oh Bobby, I know what you want me to say but I just don’t know. It’s such a big step,” she said hesitatingly. “Do you think we are ready for that next step? I mean I do love you, Bobby, you know that don’t you and I really want to but we did take a vow that we would wait. But now I’m not sure if I can.”

“I know Jonnie, I know. We’ve been going out for a long time and it seems like the natural next step, but I know what you mean, we did take a vow and now when we get older, we start to wonder if we made it too quick,” he rationalized his thoughts to her.

She thought for a moment and then suggested, “We can make arrangements for that weekend and everything just in case we decide to go through with it but not really committing to it.”

“Yeah, we can always cancel if we decide not to,” he said enthusiastically. “I can make the reservations and we can make up our stories so we can tell our parents what we are doing that night. We can always tell them that we are going to spend the night at the school at the “Night Out” arrangement.

The High School always provided a “Night Out” event at the school after the Prom. It was a supervised function, chaperoned by a group of parents where they locked the doors at midnight and didn’t allow anybody to come in or leave and they checked for alcohol and drugs at the door before allowing you to enter. It would be a good cover if they needed it and maybe if they didn’t, they just might attend the function anyway.

Bobby made the reservations at a motel in his name only, giving them a deposit to hold the room. They told their parents the story of them attending the “Night Out” at the school so everything was ready. But now all they had to do was to make their decision.

As the time grew nearer to the night of the Prom, Bobby would look at Jonnie for an answer and Jonnie would scour Bobbie’s face for an indication of where he was leaning. They still had not made up their minds on the eve of the dance and when Bobby phoned her house, he told her that if he was going to cancel the reservation and get his deposit back he had to do it tonight.

She hesitated because she didn’t know what to do or to say and neither did he. He thought about all of the ramifications for a second and then blurted out, “Let’s do it.”

She was suddenly silent for the longest time and he thought that she was getting cold feet and just as he was about to withdraw his decision, she said, “Okay Bobby, I love you so much, let’s show each other just how much and do it tomorrow night.” They hung up and each of them started shaking with excitement and apprehension.

The next day was a Saturday and Jonnie spent the entire day getting ready for the Prom. There was her hair that she had to style and her nails. Then she had to get her makeup just right and she had to try on her gown for the umpteenth time. It was a full length evening gown made of silver sequins and a black felt fabric as an accent. The black felt flowed over the bodice up from her right shoulder and across her trim little body to stop at the back of her left hip. It became the strap that held it up over her right shoulder because it was totally backless accept for the tiny little black strings that laced together leaving 9 or so inches of nothingness between her shoulder blades and her waistline. The skirt portion had a slit up her right side that stopped just below where her panties started to show.