It was Christmas night, and after a relatively normal family dinner considering everything, I was getting ready to see August. Standing in my bathrobe and drying off my hair from my shower, I stared down at the open drawer before me. I had one set of lace lingerie. It was light blue and something I brought a few years ago on a rush of hormones; You know, I never thought I would actually use it. I knew I was going to have sex again at some point in the future, but not with sexy lingerie necessarily. Sexy lingerie is sort of sacred, you know? At least to me for some ridiculous reason, I guess. After a few moments of consideration, I put on the lingerie, looking in the mirror to making sure I did not look too awkward in it; Then, I slipped on his green shirt and some pajama pants. I planned on surprising him with the lingerie and his shirt like girls do in the movies for their boyfriends? I mean, guys always seem to like that sort of thing in the movies, and while I rarely take stuff from movies, it seems like it would be true. Plus, maybe this will reassure him that I am all grown up. Well, maybe not all grown up, but that I am older and more confident. I mean, I am really the one that seems to care about the age difference this time around, but he has to think about it sometime. This will…this will just be good.
After I was dressed, I packed a small bag with clothing for tomorrow to spend the day with him as well as his Christmas present. "Mom, I'm leaving. I'll be back tomorrow." I shouted simply as I flew down the stairs. I knew it was still weird. I mean, a part of her had to know that by spending the night with him we were going to have sex. She knows I am not a virgin, but I doubt it still is an ideal activity of hers for me. Regardless, I waited for her to shout back. She was not responding. "Mom!" I shouted louder. "Grace. Can't you go tomorrow? It's Christmas night and Judy said she might stop by later." She shouted back. I sighed and thought for a moment. "Mom, it's just tonight." I shouted back. I could hear her coming down the stairs then, ready to put on her best pleading face. "Grace, I'm trying to work with you on this, but tonight, your aunt is coming, and…I…I just want you here tonight. I need you here tonight, ok? Please stay?" I looked her in the eye and tried not to show my displeasure in my face. After a moment of silence between us, I finally gave in. "Ok, I guess I'll stay." I said, disappointed but smiling slightly anyway. "Good. She'll be here any minute." Mom said before giving me a smile and a hug and heading back up the stairs. I was alright for a couple minutes, but then the rush of frustration hit me all at once and I headed downstairs to Eli's room. I needed to vent.
"Eli, it isn't fair." I said with tears in my eyes. I did not mean to get so emotional, but I could not help it. I slowly paced back and forth in his room as he sat on the bed. "Grace, it's a lot for your mom. You have to go slow. I mean, I'm not going to judge, but I don't even really know who this guy is." He reasoned. "I know, I just wanted tonight…and now Judy's coming and I know my Mom is going to tell her and I…I just wanted tonight, Eli." I admitted before finally taking a seat next to him on the bed and putting my face in my hands. "Well, can't you sneak out?" He asked after a few silent moments of just rubbing my back, trying to figure out some way. "I already did that and failed miserably. That's how this all got out." I replied with a sigh. "Oh." A beat. "What about him sneaking in?" He asked with a raised brow.
"What?" I asked as I brought my head back up, sure I could not have heard him correctly. "Have him sneak in through the door down here. I won't say anything." He said easily. "Eli, that's not only impossible, but crazy as well; if my mom ever found out she would kill me…and you for just recommending it probably." I reasoned. A little part of me actually thought it was an amazing idea though. "Grace, I've done it tons of times. No one comes down here. It's just my room and the small guest room, and I'll let him in if you really want to see him." I thought for a minute. This was a really horrible idea and I was not even sure if August would go for it, but I still said yes, gave Eli a kiss and hug to show my gratitude, and went upstairs to call August and tell him to come around midnight. I told him that I just wanted to give him his gift, and really it was the truth; I just left out the sexy lingerie and the guest room part because I knew he would not go for it unless it was spontaneous. I mean, he sounded a little unsure about just picking the present up. I could not blame him either. After everything that had happened in the past with my family, I would be afraid to just look at picture of my house, let alone come to it in the middle of the night.
Aunt Judy came over around eight and handed out gifts. She gave me a certificate to her shop for whenever I came back to town in the future and needed some reading material as well as a red sweater that seemed soft and warm. She stayed for only a short while, and throughout the whole visit, I was on pins and needles wondering if my mother would say anything. Luckily, and somewhat surprisingly, she did not. Once Aunt Judy was gone, the night had officially been worn out and everyone went to bed early. I snuck downstairs, still in my pajamas with the lingerie underneath. "Grace. You really sure about this guy?" Eli asked as I heard August knock on the back door. "Yeah. I'm sure." I answered with a nod, waiting for Eli to close the door to his room before opening the door for August.
"Grace, I really shouldn't be here." He said the moment I opened the door, obviously nervous. "It's alright. Everyone's asleep." I said as I brought my hand up to cup his cheek and smiled. I could not help but smile when he was around. "Grace." He repeated, nudging my hand with a slight move of his head to embrace my touch. "You want your gift?" I asked as I pulled back my hand and continued to smile like a fool. He blinked when I pulled my hand away, but nodded and went along with me anyway. "Well, that is why I'm here, in the freezing cold outside your much forbidden house." He said swiftly with a small smile. I rolled my eyes before turning around to get it in the room. "Come on." I said, expecting him to follow. "I'll wait out here, Grace." He replied casually. "Why? Afraid of taking three steps inside my house?" I said in a teasing tone as I turned back around to face him. "Frankly?" A beat. "Yes. It's not exactly your house, and I know I can't possibly be on anyone in your family's good list." "You're on my good list, August." I insisted with my grin still bright. I was not going to lose hope so quickly; I could not do that with my sexy lingerie on. "I know. That's why I'm here."
I rushed back close to him, kissing him then. "So, come on in. Don't be afraid." I whispered against his lips. "If not for your present, do it for your shirt." I said with another smile. "What do you mean my shirt?" He asked with a small laugh. I pulled back to allow him another look at his oversized green shirt that was on me. After a second to let him realize it was his, I started undoing the buttons. "Come on." His face straightened up and I recognized his eyes as they went dark with lust and desire at the sight of just the top rim of my lingerie. "This is a bad idea." He said softly, shaking his head. I was not letting him out of this though. I did not say anything else, I just smiled, slowly stepped backwards towards the room, and kept unbuttoning. After a moment of hesitation and a sigh of frustration, he stepped inside, softly closing the door behind him.