He couldn’t suppress a soft groan of disappointment as she hurriedly started to pull her clothes back on, the show over for today. He only had the c...ance to take a couple of pictures of her quickly buttoning her blouse and pulling on her jeans before she finished dressing and was slipping her shoes back on. He watched her scurry away down the riverside path in the direction of the school, unwilling to move on until her white blouse completely disappeared behind the bushes and reeds. ‘Well,. I was nearly eighteen and had been going out with this lad for over four moths. His name is Dick. His parents were very wealthy and he was nearly 21 and had a fantastic sports car with an open top. We would spend many hours in his car touching each other up and kissing, but we never got down to actual fucking. Not that I didn't want to, but he didn't want to risk it.Shortly after my 18th birthday, Dick announced that his folks were going away for a two week holiday. My heart jumped in. He was comfortable to hold, though I needed to stretch to get my arms around him. When I let my head fall to his shoulder he relaxed and brought his hands up. His arms surrounded me as I felt his muscles bunch and shift under my cheek, and I gasped as his hands slipped smoothly under my hair and around my body. For a long time he just stood there, feeling me against his body. Then he started to breathe. He moved his head down so his mouth was next to my ear and I felt his beard tickle my head.. I was so caught off guard that I slapped him and pushed him away. I pushed to the opposite side of the car and put as much distance between us as I could. I told him don't ever touch me again. I said some words I don't usually use.He seemed so sorry and kept apologizing. Finally the car started moving again and by the time they let us off he'd convinced me how sorry he was, how awful he felt. I stormed off and was going home. This was a bad situation and I'd been stupid. I was going to.