Teenage Exploitation Sex Comedy: Chapter Twelve - Sex Stories

Teenage Exploitation Sex Comedy: Chapter Twelve

... didn’t just leave the scene after getting his nut, for a change.

She walked into the sunroom with a plastic goblet of box-wine chardonnay and looked back at the pool, Makennah and Allen were now in the in-ground hot tub near the pool, making out. They still had their swimsuits on, it looked like, but they were just a couple of kids swooning and enjoying the pleasure of each other’s company, so to speak. Makennah draped her hair over Allen’s face and closed in on him for what the high school health teachers called “heavy petting.” They appeared to be dry humping as the hot tub jets blew bubbles and steam everywhere. It was very cute, and very hot. As Maria watched, she felt Jillian come up from behind, put her hand over her waist, and lean in to kiss her neck. Everything, finally, seemed right in the world.

Then the phone rang. Annoyed, Maria walked over to an end table and picked up the receiver.

“Hi there, may I speak to Maria Peroni?” a young woman’s voice said. Maria at first thought it was a telemarketer, but instead said, “This is she.”

“Ma’am, this is Jane Carmel of the Springfield Sentinel,” Jane said, professionally. “I was hoping to speak with you regarding a police report in your neighborhood from earlier this week.”

Maria dropped her plastic wine glass, which did not shatter, but did throw cheap white wine all over the tile floor of the sunroom. Jillian was instantly concerned, but slipped into the kitchen for paper towels to clean up the spill.

“Well,” Maria said, trembling, her guard fully up, “I’m not sure I know what you’re talking about.”

“I can explain,” Jane said, “if you’d care to meet me at The Donut Shoppe for coffee tomorrow. It’s next to The Sleepy Inn.”