Her Christmas Party

She lived down the street and I was crazy about her. About 5’4’’ and very curvy, and delightful. Her tits were about average sized for a 16 year old, but her ass was amazing. The sweatpants she wore that December 25th made her butt absolutely amazing. The snow was just about starting and the friendly area gathered for a Christmas evening party at her place. Her mom waved as I drove by getting a couple of soda cases for their party, with her daughter bending down getting ice bags out of the plastic bags from the sidewalk, unpacking their car full of groceries for their party. I was so distracted by this that I nearly hit their neighbor’s car parked on the street, so I just barely turned away, scaring the shit out of both them.

With my foot still tapping I got Ms. Jackson (the lady hosting the party) her twenty cases of soda. My head was spinning from the combination of the sight of Liz’s ass and the near accident I had. Holy crap that girl is hot, I thought. I was 17, about 5’9’’ and regular build. I didn’t work out much, but I come from a family of athletes so my body had that natural athletic quality. The family I came from were lapsed Christians, but my mom made sure I wasn’t raping and pillaging towns, if you know what I mean. The air had a bitterness to it in its freezing temperature, so I rushed in when I helped spread out the beverages in the coolers. When I was leaving, Liz was outside bringing the rest of the chips in, so I took them from her, saying it was “No big.” She gave me a peck on the cheek as a sign of thanks, and winked.

I drove home with another head rush, avoiding all accidents with my 10 mph speed, and prepared myself. Our town was pretty big, so there would be a good amount of people there that night. Liz sent me a text while I was brushing my teeth, saying “You better be there.” I replied with a note of assurance of my attendance, and put on my polo and khakis. I wore cheap loafers with it, so I was at least a little comfortable.
I made sure I had that spare rubber in the side of my wallet, you know, just in case.