AN: Enjoy! *snickering*
Chapter 23
Chief Charlie didn't even put up a fight. Baseball Boy just batted those long lashes of his and my father just about threw me into his arms.
This is how I ended up in the kid's grandma mobile in front of my house. We had been making out for twenty minutes.
At first my goal was simple, have Chief Charlie catch us. Brazenly making out in front of the parental unit's house just had to make a grounding stick. That was until, I started enjoying the kid's lips. I think he used Lip Smacker's Bubble Gum lip balm. It wouldn't surprise me in the least.
I was getting lost in his mouth, but it hit me that his hands hadn't moved from their tight grip on my waist.
I moved his hand to my right breast and made him squeeze it. He looked at me with shocked eyes and whispered, "It's so soft. Like a pillow."
Oh.
He touched again and let out a moan. "I could sleep on it."
Uh huh.
Then he pulled away quickly. "I promised myself that I would keep things at first base level until you could see how truly I respect you!"
I sighed. I placed my hand on the mound on his pants. It was big. I was scared. However, I showed no fear. "Is this okay?"
"No," he squeaked. As I pulled it away, he pushed it back on his bulge. "Just for a minute."
I had no clue to what I actually should do after that point. I wasn't an expert in seduction or even touching things that looked like snakes.
What the hell. I squeezed. He squeaked again. "One more second. Nice..."
That's when my hand felt sticky. The front of his pants were wet. Oh shit.
He blushed. "I should get home! I'll pick you up tomorrow morning!"
He pecked me on the lips and ushered me out of his car.
I watched, with my sticky hand, as his car skidded quickly away at 25 mph.
What the hell just happened?