Perhaps they were both afraid that it would be painful. One Friday they decided to meet at her place. It was a one bedroom apartment. The bedroom was ...maller than the bathroom attached to it, which was much larger. Debbie was not in yet from work and Norman thought to take a bath, laying there in the tub silently and soaking the delicious joyous time. Soon he heard the key go in the lock and next second she was in his view, stunning looking as usual. She was wearing a new outfit to show her. Fuck, his instincts told every cell in his body to jump her. He was sixteen, it’s not like he was a little boy. Still, he was worried it was too fast. He had no idea what he was doing and didn’t want to embarrass himself. Yet, he felt himself gyrating, thrusting against her with nothing but the thin panties between them. They were completely soaked, he could feel. She moaned his name over and over.Her hand reached down and slid the panties aside. Feeling her pussy directly against him, feeling. It was during the hot weather we had in July this year and I was at a loose end one-week day, on my own in the house, and decided to sort out the shed as it was full of rubbish and I could hardly get in the door. I was wearing just my shorts and trainers and was in the shed sweating and swearing as I moved stuff around. I picked up a box and turned to put in in another location but walked into the edge of a pile of other boxes and squashed by balls on the corner. Only a guy knows how much this. I hit the snooze button three times. That way the alarm would start again in thirty minutes and wake me up in time to call my manager. It took several long minutes, but I managed to fall asleep again.Nightmares had plagued me for most of the night again. I had eaten another light meal after getting back from my long hike through the forest, still not feeling very hungry. My actions had devastated me. I kept hoping that Ilse would call, or send me a text message, but none of that had happened..