We were best friends, but I’d never be able to tell her my true feelings, that I really did love her. Me, I was also 15, about 5ft 11in, blonde hair... blue eyes and fairly thin. The story begins when a school trip is announced; a trip to New York for two weeks in June. Myself and Ellie were both straight away keen to go on the trip as we’d never been to New York before, several of our other friends also joined us and there were about 7 in a group of. That night, it was very dark, and I triped over a tree bark and got my dress uniform all covered with mud.So when she noticed me in the pink shirt, she said. "You're that guy from New York again. I got to hear this. Tell us please why you're wearing a pink shirt."I said. "XO, it was white yesterday, but I had red ant problems."She said. "What kind of red ant problems Sailor?"I said. "The kind of problem when you put your Sea Bag down to say hello to someone and then a half hour later, you. He didnt even care anymore. They had sex once a week and if he didnt think about porn, of which he had a collection he was quite proud, he probably wouldnt get off. Hell, he probably wouldnt get hard in the first place. His wife wasnt unattractive but they had the same, 15 minute sex, each week, on Saturday morning, with him on top. Rachel would moan the same way but last week he saw her check her watch&hellip, He didnt even know why they pretended anymore. Jim loosened his tie and pulled off. Positioning myself between her legs I looked down at her perfectly shaven pussy. Her clit was hard and large in arousal. Her lips, so tight, that I had to use my fingers just to open her enough to fit myself inside of her. As I spread her moist cunt, I slid my head into her, the tightest hole I had ever been in. Her warmth swallowed my cock, and as I slid my shaft in. I felt her juices flow out of her, and fall onto the bed. As I started to fuck her tight hole I could hear our bodies slam.