” I theatrically looked at my watch. “Give me a few minutes...”Shelley laughed and stood up, grabbing her top and bra. “Not now. My folks will...be home in ten minutes. I need to get dressed!” She scampered up the stairs.I waited another minute to catch my breath, and then stood up and pulled my briefs and pants back up. By the time Shelley returned, I had the basement in a semblance of dignity. We packaged up the parts of the filter we were taking to the college and tossed them in my backpack. I should have stopped him I suppose, but I didn't. I was enjoying the attention that he was paying me. His hand had reached my crotch and his fingers now started to fondle me through my shorts. Rubbing my sex gently with his fingers was starting to turn me on. I slightly changed my position in my seat to allow him easier access to my crotch. I looked around the pub to see if anyone was watching us. We were safe. There wasn't anyone this side of the pub. I reached over and placed my hand on his. I liked the idea, I just never expected it to start so soon.Diana still insisted that she should "save herself" (at least what was left) for me until the wedding so we couldn't have sex, but that oral sex, at least me licking her, er, feminine parts didn't count. I pointed out that a US President had said that blowjobs don't count as sex either, but Diana was adamant that good girls didn't do that until after they were married. (Unfortunately, I later discovered she believes that decent wives. She closed her eyes and her hearbeat was raised, my heart was pumping a lot louder. I gave a peck on her lips and she opened her eyes. She then looked upto me and nodded in agreement, I kissed her again on her lips and started runnning my fingers in her nice and curly hairs, She opened up the lips providing me access to her tongue and then we liplocked like that for times I dont even know of, I think we broke up from the kiss only when it was interval. She looked at me and was all blushing. I.