Not my first time, but definately one of my most awkward
My middle school was adjoining the high school that I would be going to the next year. It was like they were one campus as there was nothing separating the two. I was in grade 8 and had the hots for a boy at the High School in grade 9. We would see each other at the connecting points of the two campus's and chat during class breaks and at lunch time, etc.
Our homes were in the same direction and sometimes he would walk with me towards home then we would split up near the end and each go our own way.
One day he asked if I wanted to go with him to see where he lived so I said sure.
When we got there I noticed he lived in a beautiful two story house. I asked where his parents were and he said that they didn't get home from work until an hour or two after he got home from school.
To make a longer story shorter we ended up making out in his parents upstairs bedroom on his parents bed. To this day, I do not know why we did it there instead of in his room. Maybe it was a mess as he never showed it to me. As things progressed it actually went farther then just making out. Before you know it my dress, shoes and stockings were off with my bra and panties on the floor on top of everything.
He put a condom on and we started having sex. I am not describing it more graphically like I would otherwise as we were young and I think it fits the story better this way.
In seconds my breathing increased and so did my voice but before the real screaming began, as I am a screamer, we heard the sound of a car coming up the driveway toward the garage.
OH NO ...one or both of his parents were home.
He told me to get dressed and go out the window ...yes, out the second floor window. He knew I was athletic I guess so figured I could do it. I slipped my dress on and threw everything else in my bag. He removed the screen and helped me over to the ledge where I held on and then dropped to the ground in his back yard. I snuck around the side and out the gate.
Here is a picture that I found that gives a little feel for what it was like. I slid out on my belly though, not my back, and then hung on the bottom of the window sill, then let go and dropped down 2 stories. I didn't get hurt since I do MMA practice, lots of yoga and work out 2-3 hours a day.
Here I was walking down the street with no bra, no panties and no shoes or stockings on with my backpack.
When I was home for a couple of hours my parents got a phone call from his parents. Apparently he took the condom off and threw it in their bathroom toilet forgetting to flush it.
After the call, my dad came in my room to have the 'You Got Caught' talk with me.
He told me about what his parents said during the call. Then he said, "Tell the boy to be more careful next time" ...lol
No, I'm not kidding!
Our homes were in the same direction and sometimes he would walk with me towards home then we would split up near the end and each go our own way.
One day he asked if I wanted to go with him to see where he lived so I said sure.
When we got there I noticed he lived in a beautiful two story house. I asked where his parents were and he said that they didn't get home from work until an hour or two after he got home from school.
To make a longer story shorter we ended up making out in his parents upstairs bedroom on his parents bed. To this day, I do not know why we did it there instead of in his room. Maybe it was a mess as he never showed it to me. As things progressed it actually went farther then just making out. Before you know it my dress, shoes and stockings were off with my bra and panties on the floor on top of everything.
He put a condom on and we started having sex. I am not describing it more graphically like I would otherwise as we were young and I think it fits the story better this way.
In seconds my breathing increased and so did my voice but before the real screaming began, as I am a screamer, we heard the sound of a car coming up the driveway toward the garage.
OH NO ...one or both of his parents were home.
He told me to get dressed and go out the window ...yes, out the second floor window. He knew I was athletic I guess so figured I could do it. I slipped my dress on and threw everything else in my bag. He removed the screen and helped me over to the ledge where I held on and then dropped to the ground in his back yard. I snuck around the side and out the gate.
Here is a picture that I found that gives a little feel for what it was like. I slid out on my belly though, not my back, and then hung on the bottom of the window sill, then let go and dropped down 2 stories. I didn't get hurt since I do MMA practice, lots of yoga and work out 2-3 hours a day.
Here I was walking down the street with no bra, no panties and no shoes or stockings on with my backpack.
When I was home for a couple of hours my parents got a phone call from his parents. Apparently he took the condom off and threw it in their bathroom toilet forgetting to flush it.
After the call, my dad came in my room to have the 'You Got Caught' talk with me.
He told me about what his parents said during the call. Then he said, "Tell the boy to be more careful next time" ...lol
No, I'm not kidding!
