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Jaime turned up the music when Derek came upstairs nearly an hour ago. There, she enjoyed the work that he could do with his hands and shivered every time he kissed her. The music was only to drown out the noise she might send through the party wall to the condo next door, where her brother lived. She had come to live in the condo across the hall from his only a week before, but already she questioned the wisdom of letting her parents talk her into moving nearby. Of course it was to allow her the freedom to go to college in the big city, but it was to keep an eye on her too.
"I'll call you this week," Derek said, the making out finally done, as she turned the music down at 2:25 am. Jaime straightened the long shirt she wore over the small, pink, bikini cut panties in which Derek had his fingers for the better part of the last hour. She had met him the night she moved to town, at a baseball game, and their first date, now ending, went much better than she had thought. But she wasn't sure he was boyfriend material, and having a good time did not mean he got everything he wanted, or that she would let him back for seconds. But being a good girl also didn't prohibit her from walking him out to the breezeway, putting her arms around his neck, and kissing him one last time before watching him walk down the stairs and out to his car.
When he was out of sight, she returned inside, closed the door with a bit more heavy of a slam than intended, then got ready for bed, a grin on her face from the good time she had been shown. Against her better judgment, she had let the older guy in her place, but nothing bad had happened, and she felt like an adult, no longer under her parents' watchful eye. The 25 year old man with the motorcycle and tattoos who had just left after making her body shiver only added to the allure of the story she would surely tell to her best girl friends...once she had them in the new city. Until then, the story was just a secret that she would keep from her parents' proxy - her brother who lived just next door.
Jaime turned up the music when Derek came upstairs nearly an hour ago. There, she enjoyed the work that he could do with his hands and shivered every time he kissed her. The music was only to drown out the noise she might send through the party wall to the condo next door, where her brother lived. She had come to live in the condo across the hall from his only a week before, but already she questioned the wisdom of letting her parents talk her into moving nearby. Of course it was to allow her the freedom to go to college in the big city, but it was to keep an eye on her too.
"I'll call you this week," Derek said, the making out finally done, as she turned the music down at 2:25 am. Jaime straightened the long shirt she wore over the small, pink, bikini cut panties in which Derek had his fingers for the better part of the last hour. She had met him the night she moved to town, at a baseball game, and their first date, now ending, went much better than she had thought. But she wasn't sure he was boyfriend material, and having a good time did not mean he got everything he wanted, or that she would let him back for seconds. But being a good girl also didn't prohibit her from walking him out to the breezeway, putting her arms around his neck, and kissing him one last time before watching him walk down the stairs and out to his car.
When he was out of sight, she returned inside, closed the door with a bit more heavy of a slam than intended, then got ready for bed, a grin on her face from the good time she had been shown. Against her better judgment, she had let the older guy in her place, but nothing bad had happened, and she felt like an adult, no longer under her parents' watchful eye. The 25 year old man with the motorcycle and tattoos who had just left after making her body shiver only added to the allure of the story she would surely tell to her best girl friends...once she had them in the new city. Until then, the story was just a secret that she would keep from her parents' proxy - her brother who lived just next door.