Is there a name for the opposite of Murphy's Law? Y'know Ice Cube's iconic song, "It Was a Good Day" and how it described every scenario that could go right, actually going right? That's what today felt like in school. There was fresh cafeteria food that actually tasted edible. The weekly test for your least favorite class was canceled. And now Jackie Lynn Thomas wanted you to walk her home from school because her skateboard broke earlier today. It was like Lady Luck was baring her pearly whites on Echo Creek throughout the entire day. Everything was coming up Marco.
One thing that happened on the way to Jackie's house was that she was getting a little chilly and shivering, so like the gentleman you were, you offered your hoodie to her. She happily took it and joy swelled within as you saw her put it on. You couldn't lie, she looked adorable in it.
Once you both got to her front door, you mentioned some homework assigned by Ms. Skullnick and that you should get home and start working on it right away. Before you thought about leaving, you asked for your hoodie back. Now, you'd expect to get your hoodie back before this would just lead to a simple parting of ways, right?
You absolutely did not account for her to spontaneously run into her house, while shouting "you better come and get it". And you certainly didn't plan on getting dragged into her little game and chasing her down for your favorite hoodie. But you couldn't help but laugh to yourself, thrilled about getting to do something fun like this with your girl.
You see her zoom up the stairs, possibly heading to her room. You take your shoes off and close the front door before pursuing her. After you went up the stairs, you made a turn before you briefly saw her standing by the door to her room and she quickly shut her door.
"Dammit Jackie…"you curse as you bolt it to her room.
When you burst through her door, you narrowly miss seeing her shut the door to her walk-in closet. You could hear her muffled laughter.
"No fair locking yourself while you're being chased!" You said while banging your palms on the door.
Before you know it, the door swings open. Jackie's head pops out, giving you a faux innocent look.
"Yes? Can I help you, sir?" She says with a smile she could barely hide.
Clearing your throat, you decide to play along.
"Ma'am I believe you have something of mine."
"Oh do I?" She jokingly asks.
"Yes. My hoodie."
"Oh you mean… this hoodie?"
Every feature of your face went wide as you watched your girlfriend close the closet door, revealing that she is wearing your hoodie… and nothing else.
You see plenty of skin beneath the partially unbuttoned article of clothing. And what's worse is that your hoodie wasn't long enough to go below her waist, so her lady bits were brazenly bared and she made zero effort to cover them.
"Wha- Jackie what are you-" You stammer, barely able to process what you're seeing.
"If you want it back, you're gonna hafta take it, Safe Kid." Jackie challenged as she raised her arms and placed her palms behind her head.
"Go ahead, I won't stop ya."
Even with the clear go-ahead, you can't find it in you to do it. You've never seen her get to this degree of undress before, only ever seeing her in her bra and panties. It was new. So very new. Tantalizing, but also nerve-wracking. You had no idea at all how to approach this, and you were afraid to somehow mess it all up
"Y'know…" Jackie's gaze drifted to the side as she spoke.
"My parents won't be home for a while…" she says quietly while taking a few steps towards you.
You gulp. Your better judgement is quickly being beaten down by your teenage hormones. The longer you look at how Jackie is "dressed" the deeper you fall into the mercy of your baser instincts. And the knowledge that her parents won't be home for a while is pushing you further down.
"... which is why they left me enough cash to order pizza! C'mon, let's order some. I'm kinda starvin." Jackie beelined to the door, beckoning you to follow.
You sigh, not sure whether out of relief or disappointment. Whatever would happen with her, you knew you weren't prepared in the way of "supplies". Not that you minded or never thought of it happening but you preferred a warning beforehand.
You follow Jackie back downstairs. She's already sitting on the couch and tapping away at her phone, presumably ordering via delivery app. You sit next to her but just within arm's reach. You fail to fight the urge to sneak several more glances and try not to make it so obvious.
The TV is on, showing some romantic drama show. Jackie makes a face of disgust.
"Yup. Perfect time for a movie."
"I'll go put one on." You say as you're about to get up.
Jackie shoots her arm out, stopping you from getting up and pushing you back down to your seat.
"Chill dude, lemme do it." She offers before getting up and walking towards her television.
To sift through the small library of DVDs under her TV, she immediately got on all fours as she searched. You're immediately struck by a clear view of her plump, freckled, tan-lined butt and you catch a small glimpse of her pussy just below. If you were a weaker, more beastly man, you'd have already gotten behind her and… y'know. But instead, you sat and stared, trying to commit every part of her rear to memory so it would never leave any part of your mind after this day.
It's so obvious to you that she's doing this on purpose. You've known Jackie for a long time, she isn't this naive. She knows what she's doing and knows what kind of reaction she'd get out of you. And you feel it working too well. Your jeans got a little tighter.
"So whatcha in the mood for?" Jackie casually asked.
For some reason she was compelled to shake her ass as she searched, which made your temptations even harder to resist. You even saw more of her pussy, and you can't deny that it's one of the most beautiful things you've ever seen. It looked flawless, pristine, untouched.
"Hello? Earth to Marcooo…" Jackie called out, snapping you out of your trance.
"Huh? Oh, uh you pick. I'm down for whatever."
Jackie shrugged, "Dogcopter it is."
You squirm a bit when she returns to her seat. You notice she sat much closer to you than before. So close that if she leaned slightly to the side, you'd be touching.
You try to ignore it as you two watch the movie. Luckily it was able to distract you enough to keep your mind away from the almost naked girl next to you.
About twenty minutes into the movie, the doorbell rang at the same time Jackie received a notification on her phone that told her the food had arrived.
Obviously you had to be the one to answer the door, so with the cash in hand, you gave the delivery guy his 25 bucks including tip and took the pizza.
As soon as the large pizza landed on the living room table, neither of you spared another second before you each grabbed a slice, hot stringy cheese tethering your portions as you lifted them up. Mushrooms, cheese, and sausage, with extra sauce and a thicc crust. Exactly how you always enjoyed your pizza. You both ate like it was the last pizza in the world out of sheer hunger and love for how it was made. It was made better by sharing it with someone you love and making this small, simple hangout into a memory you'll cherish for a long time.
Before you knew it, the box held nothing more than grease stains and crumbs and the movie was just about to wrap up. You got so lost in the food, the conversation, the laughter, and the cheesy movie plot, time seemed to pass by you in a blink. At some point, Jackie laid her head on your lap but you had no major reaction to it. You simply accepted it and ran your fingers along her smooth, short locks, which she responded in cute little mewls like she was a cat.
In no time at all, the movie ended and the credits started rolling. Jackie gets up from your lap and stretches her arm to the ceiling while yawning. You notice your hoodie lifting and loosened and you catch a clear glance at her nipple. You don't even try to look away, instead indulging in her slightly exposed body.
"See somethin ya like?" She asks with a raised eyebrow and a knowing smile, getting into the vibes you're giving out.
"Something like that." You say as you shift closer towards her.
"Oh? Do tell." She goads you as she helps you close the distance quicker.
"Everything." All you see is her hooded, loving face, slowly drifting closer to yours.
"Care to elaborate?"
You refuse to elaborate further. Instead your lips push against hers into a simple, yet heated kiss. It didn't take long before your body reacted the way it usually does. Your skin feels like it's on fire, your heart is beating millions of miles a minute, and your pants slowly get more uncomfortable to wear each second. It didn't help knowing that Jackie was one big shrug away from being naked.
Which is why you raise your hand, and unclasp your fingers, but it freezes. You know what you want but you're unsure if you have the will to do it.
Then as if reading your mind, she grabs your wrist and brings it to her chest. Your fingers close around a handful of soft flesh and the sensation sends tingles throughout your body, stoking your lust and driving you deeper into it. It was your first time and, thus far, your best time. It was like handling smooth, plush dough. You feel her nipple harden in your palm.
Clouded by the moment, it took you more time than it should have to notice that Jackie was suddenly straddling your lap, her bare nether regions right against your denim-clad crotch. From there, your actions take a bit of a more direct turn when you use your other hand to snake around Jackie's back and grab her bare ass. She didn't stop you, in fact she moaned from your gradually intensifying fondling, encouraging you to keep going. You feel as though you never want to let go of her lips, but every minute or so, you two parted to breathe before immediately continuing your makeout.
Jackie started getting as visibly heated as you were. You feel her grinding onto your crotch, only your jeans and underwear standing between her bare flesh and your own, yet its burning, soaking presence was still felt. Thus you thrust your hips back, desperate to feel as much of her as possible.
"Mm-mmm!" Jackie moaned into your mouth, making tingling vibrations on your lips.
Things were very clearly getting out of hand, but both of you were too far gone, too immersed in each other's burning passions to stop. Jackie was so dangerously close to being completely naked that if it did happen, you'd have no idea what you'd do in your current state. It's all common sense was thrown out the window and all you can act on are your carnal desires.
A hand squeezes your junk through your jeans. You feel your body jump like something exploded inside you and a switch was flipped in your lust-addled mind. The next few seconds were such a blur it was like time skipped and you ended up in a position where you had no idea how or when it happened.
You just find yourself looming above Jackie, your hands on either side of her head, cutting off every avenue of escape, though she made no effort to do so anyways. Your eyes just lock to one another, hooded and focused. Both of your mouths hang open, letting all the heavy air out of your lungs.
Somehow clarity returns to you as your situation begins to dawn on you. Here you are with a stiffy in your pants and your girlfriend laying down below you, who's just about seconds away from baring it all. You're in the living room, possibly the worst place to get lost in the throes of passion. You don't even have any "precautions" with you either. She looks at you as if waiting for you to make a move. You can see very well that she wouldn't stop whatever you'd do no matter what.
Which is why you ended up being the one to do it. You regain your composure and sit up straight on the couch.
"Dude? Why'd ya stop?" Jackie asks as she too sits up and looks at you with concern.
"Uhh…" your eyes dart around as you search through your cloudy brain for an excuse. You scratch your face as the anxiety starts creeping up on you.
"... I just remembered the homework Ms. Skullnick gave us. I should really get home and work on it. It's getting late anyways."
"Oh… yeah, of course." Jackie's gaze dropped downwards.
Slightly stung by her morose expression, you spoke up.
"But hey! I had fun though." You said while trying to perk up your voice.
"We should do this again sometime."
"Yeah, totally." Jackie's mood didn't look any higher.
"And I'll be uh, a bit more… 'Prepared' next time, too." You said with a firm emphasis in your voice.
At first Jackie looked at you puzzled, but then her eyebrows raised and the smile you love so much creeped into her expression as realization set in.
Then she laughed that laugh you always loved.
"Oh definitely." She snorted, her voice and perked up body language giving away her understanding.
She continued. "Wouldn't wanna have any… 'accidents' right? Especially nothing that would become obvious in like 3 or 4 months."
You nodded in agreement.
"Exactly. Glad you get me, Jackie."
"Pffft. Of course I do. You're like, my BF."
"Well I guess I better take off. Don't want Mom, Dad, and Star to get worried."
You stand up, gather your backpack and make your way to the door.
Jackie nodded. Then her face lit up as if suddenly remembering something and she looked down at her body.
"Oh hey, you want your hoodie back?:
"Nah you keep it." You say while holding a palm up.
Jackie shrugs. "Cool. Seeya at school, babe."
"Heh. You too…babe." You say one last time before walking out the door.
Once you were a good distance away from Jackie's house, you heard a car rolling up from behind. You look over your shoulder and see that it's Jackie's parents' car. You release about a year's worth of tension you didn't realize you were holding the moment it dawned on you just how closely you dodged that bullet. Seems like Lady Luck still smiled upon you and you can say, with as much confidence as Ice Cube did, that Today Was a Good Day.
"Jackie Lynn Thomas!" You hear one of her parents, her Dad, yell out in a deep, gruff voice.
"Why are you wearing nothing but his hoodie!? Go to your room and put some clothes on, young lady!"
You feel a buzz in your pockets. You pull out your phone and see a text message from Jackie. It only said a single word.
"Run."
Like a starting gun, it sent you speeding down the street like you were going for the Gold. You don't even question it or look behind to see if you're being chased.
You just know that your luck is about to run out soon.
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