I wondered if Ali could see it though. I wondered what she would think, or do.. I imagined her reaching under the covers and grabbing it. “Stop dumb...ss” I thought to myself. “Stop letting your mind wander” It only made me harder. The movie was almost over and I was still hard as a rock. I needed to think of something else before it ended or else I was fucked. The more I tried to think of something else the more I found myself thinking of her panties again and the thought of her sneaking a feel. She invited me to her house as she wanted to change. She was not feeling comfortable in her dress as it was soaked in sweat because of excessive dancing. I told her that I am comfortable in the car and she can change and come as It wont look nice me going drunk to her place infront of her family members to which she replied that she was alone that day as all her family members including her hubby and child (she had a 6 years old son) have gone to her native for a wedding. I accepted the offer. And right on the stroke of twelve the phone went. Of course mum answered and once she knew it was Vikki she handed the phone to her mother. After about ten minutes of going through the usual 'how are you?' and 'what have you been up to?' Vikki's mother passed the phone to her husband before it made it's way to my parents who then passed it onto Maddy and Ross before about half an hour after she'd phoned the receiver finally found its way to me.As soon as I put the phone to my ear I was greeted. Joan wasn't on the pill. Our birth control of choice was rubbers. Occasionally when she thought it was safe we would go bareback. We both preferred the natural feeling of unprotected sex. I asked many times for Joan to go on the pill but she refused because she did not want to take a chance of her parents finding out. As is normal, a time or two a rubber broke. We never did figure out if she got pregnant because of a broken rubber or if one time she wasn't "safe" like she thought she was..