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John parked his car in Torrie's driveway and noticed that her parents car was missing, which was always a good sign for John. He smirked as he went up to the front door and knocked. After about thirty seconds he knocked again, but still there was no answer. He grabbed the doorknob and turned it. To his surprise, it was unlocked!

So John opened the door and let himself in. "Torrie?" John called throughout the house. She was nowhere to be found. "Torrie?" John called once more as he made his way up the stairs. He distinctively went to Torrie's room, the most familiar room in the house to him. She wasn't there.

"What the hell?" John asked himself. "Her car's out in the driveway, yet she isn't here." John sighed and stood still for a moment. He listened as the sound of water running became audible. He turned around and noticed that it was coming from Torrie's bathroom. The one place he didn't think to look.

He smiled and opened the door quietly. The room was hot and humid, the steamy fog still drifted in the air. John turned to notice that Torrie was washing herself in the shower. He gritted his teeth as all the blood in his body rushed to the area between his legs. He couldn't take it anymore and decided to tell her that he was here.

"Hey baby." He said trying to act calm and casual, but really he was anything but calm and casual. She was turning him on in so many different ways. Ways that no other girl could ever accomplish.

"Oh my god, John. Hey. You scared me for a second. How long have been standing there?" Torrie smiled. She couldn't see his well defined face since the glass was treated so that it would reveal a mirage-like view. She knew that he had probably been standing there for a little while.

"Like ten seconds or so. Getting ready for the party I see." John said as he noticed that her hair was in a bun to keep from getting wet and her outfit was on top of her dresser.

"Yeah, I figured I should take a quick shower before I go. It always makes me feel better." John was completely mesmerized with her movements. He knew the only thing between him and a clear view of her naked body was a piece of skewed glass.

"Mmmm mmm mmm. It makes me feel better too." John said smiling and leaning against the counter.

Torrie giggled and continued to wash her body. "So did you call Jesse and tell him that Stacy, Aly, and Randy are gonna be showing up later?"

John wasn't really paying attention to what she said but he just answered anyways. "Uhh huh." He noticed that Torrie's towel was hung over the top of the glass. He smirked and walked over to the shower. When Torrie had turned around, he snatched the towel and walked back over to the counter.

When Torrie was done, she reached up for her towel, but it wasn't there. She opened her eyes and looked around. "John? Where's my towel?" John didn't answer. Torrie cracked the door open and peered her head out. "John! Give me back my towel!"

John laughed and swung it over his shoulder. "No way. You gotta come get it yourself." Torrie sighed as she was running out of patience. So she slid the door open all the way, making John's eyes bigger and his smile much much wider. Torrie seductively walked over to her boyfriend and stared into his crystal blue eyes.

"Could you help dry me off please?" John thought he was going to lose it. He took the soft white towel and began to dry her off, very very slowly. He dried off her shoulders first, then he made his way down, over her perfect breasts and down her beautiful legs. Torrie was getting off on this too. Even though John was drying her off, he was making her wet again.

When John stood back up, Torrie wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him. It was surprising for John, but he deepened it by switching positions with her and making her lean against the counter. He placed his hands on her hips and ran his fingertips all along her smooth skin. Torrie got a chill from his movements and moaned as John worked his tongue against hers masterfully. She grabbed his hand and placed it on her breast, making him squeeze it and caress it. He used his other hand to grab the back of her thigh and lift it so that she half straddled his waist.

"John I really have to get ready." Torrie said as she broke the incredible kiss.

"No. No you don't." he responded as he kissed her once again with even more passion. She whimpered at the sudden contact but kissed back.

She broke the kiss again, knowing that they had to be at Jesse's at 7:00 and it was already 6:35."John. We're gonna be late if I don't start getting ready." Torrie said while giggling as John made butterfly kisses on her neck. "John stop. I'm serious. We don't have enough time."

John quickly took off his shirt and grabbed her other leg so that she was now completely straddling his waist and sitting on the counter. "John." Torrie complained one last time before he pulled down his shorts and positioned himself at her center. He slid into her, making Torrie whimper in approval. He expertly thrusted himself as he kissed her with his soft and luscious lips. The air was still hot and steamy making the moment even more pleasurable.

Torrie moaned and gasped even more, but was soon ready for climax. John could feel her walls contracting around his shaft which made him go absolutely crazy. They both let out a satisfied moan as they climaxed in unison. Torrie placed a soft kiss on John's cheek before resting her head against his forehead.

"Glad you did it?" John asked as he smiled. Torrie giggled and smiled back. "I have to get ready now." John laughed as he knew that she enjoyed that little sexual moment, whether she'd admit it or not. Torrie got down from the counter and walked into her room, with a huge smile plastered on her face.