Kristin hesitated before she got out of the car, half-staring across the street unsure if she wanted to step outside or start the car and leave. Even as her phone vibrated from the last text her boyfriend sent weighed down her purse, that feeling between her legs made the decision for her. She locked her car and shuffled up the front walk, her face coming into view from the front flood lights of the house. Darren was watching her the whole way, feeling even more excited when she brushed her blonde hair to the side, tucking it behind her ear, god he loved it when she did that. She was at the door in no time, still staring at the ground when he unlocked the door.
“come in, did you forget your jacket again?”, he said.
“It’s not that cold” she replied almost in a whisper, thinking back to how she forgot it on her bed, too pre-occupied what she was going to take off to be worried about the few seconds she’d be outside. She was wearing what they had discussed earlier that week, her fishnet stockings and black t-back panties and matching lace bra with a diamond garter belt, one of her prized possessions. Of course to get past her parents, she had to wear a blouse and jeans with her hair back, anything to suggest that she really was going to study for AP English at a girl friend’s house. Darren had already moved behind her, holding her by the waist the way she liked, she was already starting to warm up as he started to kiss and nuzzle her neck. She closed her eyes and tried to forget her apprehension and she took her shoes off and dropped the purse, thinking how awkward it was to wear sneakers with fishnet stockings. Darren, shifted to the other side of her neck, inhaling the scent of her hair, something he was crazy about, and asked her,
“so what did you tell Kyle?”
“that I was studying at Erin’s, he’ll probably call tonight though”
“you think he suspects anything?”
“no, the bite marks didn’t help though”, she said as she rubbed her ass into him, adding
“don’t make me feel any worse than I already do”
“like I said last week, you can stop anytime you want to”, he told her, knowing as he moved his hand up to cup her breast that that was less and less of a possibility. She remembered him whispering that in her ear last Sunday before their last tryst. She responded by unbuttoning her jeans, which caused his hand to slide there on instinct.
“not in the foyer” she said, and took him by the hand and led him to the living room. While this was by no means there first time, Kristin had never really felt they were lovers, a feeling Darren echoed in their relaxed friendship with each other. Kyle and Kristin had been dating for two months now, and she enjoyed their gentle lovemaking, something she had told Darren about in great detail last weekend as he sucked on her tits. There was something lacking though in the stability of a relationship, the excitement of sneaking out at night to see a guy no one knew she was seeing, or hoping her boyfriend wouldn’t notice that she was wetter than she should be. Darren was worried that when she started dating Kyle that she’d stop seeing him, something that had caused a rift in their friendship until fall finals about a month ago when he slid his hand up her skirt after school. Like she said herself, her eyes must dilate when that happens. Kyle wasn’t the first boyfriend she’d cheated on with Darren though, and since she was careful to keep boys interested at school, she was sure he wouldn’t be the last. Her ongoing moral conflict occupied her mind as she sat down on the sofa with Darren, quickly snuggling up next to him. She noticed the blanket at the end of the sofa, something she had learned quickly from previous lovers as her house was patrolled vigorously by her father, one of the reasons she was at Darren’s. Darren made sure he was prepared tonight too, getting his mom and brother out of the house, remembering to have her favorite blanket handy, and ribbed condoms, something Kristin had worried about earlier that week.