All Good Things pt.2 - Sex Stories

All Good Things pt.2

... teacher began to realize that we would be a problem, and we sat together on the bus to her house, where it could just be us. At her house, we sat together on the couch and watched a movie. Followed by us putting on swimming suits, (I actually brought one this time), and hopping in the pool until my mother called me, telling me to come home when I got a ride from Mrs. Holt again. Again, at the door, my younger sister was attacking me with questions, trying to figure out what was changing up the normal routine so much, but I gave her nothing. In my room again, as I was working on homework, and sending thousands of texts with Kaylee to the immortal cloud server, Annie walked in (without knocking) and began her barrage of questions. I tried to ignore her, but she found the golden ticket when she asked; “Is it the same girl as that picture?” “Okay! Fine!” I snapped, “Yes, it is the same girl as that picture, I’ve been hanging out at her house after school, she has a pool, and I really like her. Okay? Now leave me alone!” Annies face lit up, and she skipped out of my room and down the hall singing, “Joshies got a girlfriend, Joshies got a girlfriend!” Unfortunately, this did not go unnoticed by my mother, and within minutes, she was at my bedroom door, “What’s this I hear about you having a girlfriend?” She asks. “Nothing,” I reply, “Annie is just being stupid.” What I didn’t realize, as I was sitting on my bed, was that my facebook was still open on my computer, to Kaylees page. ...

... “Is this her?” My mom asked, walking towards my laptop. I quickly jumped up to shut my laptop, but I was too slow. My mom had a hold of my laptop and was clicking through the same pictures I had just last night. “Wow,” my mom whistles, “She’s a cutie.” “Mom!” I shout, “Give me my stuff back.” My dad walks into the room. “Congratulations kid, I was beginning to think you were gay!” he says jokingly. “Dad! Mom!” I give up, sit on my bed, “FINE! Okay? Her name’s Kaylee, we met at school in French, and we’ve been hanging out since.” “Is this why you haven’t been coming home?” My mom asks. “Yes,” I say, “I’ve been going over to her house to hang out after school. She has a pool, her mom is super nice, and they have a pet dog named Daisy.” “Oh,” My mom says, my dad finishes, “We should have them over for dinner, Saturday maybe?” “Yes,” my mom agrees, “That sounds lovely.” “Okay, I’ll talk to Mrs. Holt for you.” I say. The following weekend, Kaylee and her parents get to my house around 5, when my dad is getting the grill lit in the back yard, and preparing some hamburger patties, and hot dogs. My dad takes Kaylees dad out back, and they talk, while my mom and hers hit it off in the parlour. “So this is your house?” Kaylee says. “No,” I reply sarcastically, “We’re just borrowing it from some random family.” “Oh, well,” Kaylee giggles, “This family is wierd, because they have pictures of little you on the wall!” After her adorable giggling dies down, she asks to see my room. I walk ...