THIS IS DEFINITELY ONE OF THE SEXIEST CHAPTERS I HAVE EVER WRITTEN.

"We're sorry that we can't be here to take care of you tonight dear. This meeting is really important to your father and we both have to go." Mrs. Orton said as she handed Randy a water bottle who was watching TV in the living room.

"Nah, don't worry mom. It's all good. I'm 18, so I think I can take care of myself for at least one night." Randy said with a big smile on his face. 'Thank God, they are leaving.' Randy thought to himself. It wasn't that he didn't love his parents, its just that he had been with them for two weeks straight without a break and they were getting on his nerves.

"Alright well if you need us just call me on my cell." Bob said as they went out the door and left.

"Ahhh yes. Some relaxation." Randy said as he leaned back in his chair as took a nap.

2 hours later

Randy awoke to the sound of his phone ringing. He turned and read the screen. 'Stacy'. He smiled as he answered.

"Hello?"

"Hey baby, how are you?" Stacy asked as she was driving in her white mustang.

"Doin alright. I'm pretty sore but all in all not bad. What are you up to?"

"Ummm….I am actually driving back from Torrie's house right now and I was wondering if I could drop by."

Randy's face lit up. "It would be my pleasure."

Stacy giggled. "Okay. I'll see you in a little bit."

"Alright bye." Randy said.

"Bye." Stacy shut her pink Razr and cruised on over to Randy's place.

Randy smirked and waited eagerly and patiently for his girlfriend to get there.

10 minutes later

Stacy walked through the door and into the kitchen.

"Randy?" She asked wondering where her boyfriend was.

"In here." Randy called as Stacy made her way to the living room. She spotted him on the couch with nothing on but a pair of tan shorts and semi-exposed flannel boxers. He was looking so hot and Stacy couldn't help but bite her bottom lip.

"Hey stud." She said as she sat next to him and kissed him. He expertly slid his tongue into her mouth and searched every inch of it. They broke apart as Stacy rested her hands on his firm chest. "So…have you talked to John lately?"

"Yeah actually. He called me this morning. Why?" Randy asked as he placed his hand on her hip.

"Well I was just wondering if he told you about the party that Jesse's gonna be throwing Saturday. Supposedly there's gonna be like a hundred people there or something crazy like that."

Randy smiled. "Yeah he did tell me bout that. Sounds like it's gonna be awesome, but umm…I don't know if I'd be able to go since, you know, I am a little handicapped." Randy looked down at his knee and furrowed his brows. This stupid knee was tougher to deal with then he remembered from the last time.

Stacy's heart dropped. She knew how nice of a guy Randy was and how much he didn't deserve to get his future ruined so suddenly. He was going to have to go through months of physical therapy again and not be able to do all the things that a senior in high school should do. "Randy, you should come. Really. It won't be a party unless you come. Everyone will be bummed if you don't show up."

Randy sighed. He loved it how Stacy could always make him feel better, no matter what the situation. He turned his head back to Stacy and smirked.

"What?" she giggled, not knowing what Randy was thinking.

Randy leaned closer towards her body but stopped as his lips were a few centimeters from hers. "Alright. I'll go to the party if you really want me to. But first…close your eyes."

Stacy was confused. "Why?"

"Just cause." Randy said as Stacy played along and closed her eyes. He smiled coyly as he reached to the other side of the couch to grab something. He turned back around and opened the object he had retrieved.

"Okay. Open." Randy said as she opened her eyes and looked at what Randy had in his hand.

She shook her head and started to giggle. "Randy, give me the whipped cream."

Randy licked his lips and stared at her body. "Take off your clothes first. Then I'll give it to you."

Stacy's mouth dropped but she smiled. "Randy no. Give me the can."

Randy moved the can when Stacy attempted to grab it. "Uhh uhh Stace. You gotta strip for me first." Stacy attempted to get the can from him again but like before, he made her miss. Even though Randy always teased her with these games, she got extremely turned on by them.

"Randy! Give me the can!" Stacy shouted while laughing.

Randy was laughing too but he still wouldn't let her have it. "No! Take off your shirt and maybe I'll give you the whipped cream."

Stacy narrowed her eyes and did as he told her to. She lifted her shirt over her head to reveal a lacy pink bra. Randy licked his lips as he focused on her taught stomach and perky breasts. He grabbed Stacy and pulled her so that she straddled his waist, trying not to hurt his injured knee. He positioned the top of the can on her breasts and applied some whipped cream. Stacy threw her head back as Randy lowered his head and licked the cold cream off of her. "Mmmmm. You taste good Stace." Randy giggled as Stacy shoved his shoulder. "Will you give me the can now?" Stacy asked with a throbbing center.

Randy smirked. No way was he gonna let her have the can now. He was getting seriously turned on. "Take off your pants. Then I'll let you have it." Stacy didn't believe him but did it anyways because she wanted this just as much as he did. So she stood up and slid out of her fleece pants. "Now what?" she asked seductively. Randy's eyes widened as he watched Stacy touch herself.

"Turn around." He said lightly as she did as she was told and turned around. Randy stood up, which was a little difficult, but by now he was a pro. He took a step towards her and pressed his bare chest against her almost bare back. The contact sent chills down Stacy's back. He slowly raised the can up to her shoulder and placed some cream on her smooth skin. He licked it off and started to kiss her neck. Stacy was getting so hot and she didn't know how much more of this foreplay she could take. She closed her eyes as she felt Randy apply more whipped cream to her neck and shoulders. He expertly made little circles with his tongue and quickly undid Stacy's bra.

The lacy material fell onto the tan carpet. Randy then removed her panties, which soon joined the pink bra. Now Stacy was at her most vulnerable. She stood there completely naked with her boyfriend behind her, applying whipped cream all over her body. Randy quickly turned her around and grabbed the back of her thighs with his large hands. He picked her up so that her long legs wrapped around his waist. Randy was strong as hell so he had no problem lifting Stacy up, whether he was injured or not.

She pressed her forehead against his and smiled. They both stared into each other's eyes, mesmerized by how much they loved each other. Randy slowly lead them back to the couch and very seductively laid Stacy underneath of him. She slightly arched her back from her bare skin making contact with the cold leather. She quickly grabbed the can of whipped cream from the table and smiled mischiviously.

"Now you gotta play by my rules Mr. Orton. So first, take off your pants." Stacy continued to smile as Randy removed his shorts from his waist. He was in nothing but his flannel boxers and was curious to see what Stacy was going to do with the cream now that she had it.

She put some on one of her breasts and bit her lip. Randy seductively licked it off and waited for her next move. She repeated the same thing only with her other breast. Stacy's face was laced with pleasure when Randy was done. She then did something that made Randy extremely excited. She positioned the can down towards her center and made a trail all the way up to her neck. Randy dipped his head and licked her center. Stacy gasped and moaned as she felt his warm tongue against her. He ever so slowly made his way up the trail making sure not to miss any of the whipped cream.

He didn't stop at her neck though as he made his way for her lips. She opened her mouth and received his whipped creamed tongue. It was passionate and wild, as both of them collided their tongues in a battle. Randy quickly removed his boxers, exposing himself. Without breaking the kiss, he slid himself into her. Stacy whimpered against his lips as he pumped his long shaft in and out of her faster and harder. Stacy had to break the kiss due to her breathing which was increasing much more rapidly. Indescribable sensations flowed through her body as her boyfriend worked himself like a pro. Every thrust became more intoxicating with pleasure.

She reached up and pulled his head down to hers so that she could taste his delicious lips once more. He worked his tongue around hers, exploring every place known possible. Randy was always known to be a good kisser, and Stacy got to experience his skills whenever she wanted, which made her aware that she was a tad bit spoiled. Randy continued to pump in and out of Stacy's body as he felt himself nearing his satisfied peak. Stacy screamed out in ecstasy as she climaxed along with Randy. He slowly pushed himself in a few more times before he rested his body on hers.

Both were flushed with desire. Randy kissed Stacy's jaw line and made it to her lips. They kissed each other softly, but the silence was soon dispersed when Stacy almost inaudibly whimpered. She played with his hair and placed her hand along his strong buff arm. "Randy?" Stacy asked between kisses.

"Yeah?" Randy answered, still covering her lips with butterfly kisses.

"How's your knee?"

Randy smirked and looked at her beautiful face. "It's fine. Why?"

Stacy looked past him at the stairs and then turned her attention back to him. "I'm feeling a little sticky from all the whipped cream. Can you wash it all off for me?"

Randy's mouth dropped but he smirked his signature smirk. Without even saying anything, he grabbed Stacy and threw her over his shoulder. He stood up and slowly started walking towards the stairs. Stacy laughed as he expertly carried her on his shoulder up the stairs and towards the shower.

THERE'S MORE TO COME. I'M NOT DONE WITH THIS STORY YET HAHAHA.