“What now?”“No clue. What’s there to do?”“Hold on, lemme call my mom.” She said.“Yeah, Mom? It’s Mary. Is dad back home yet? Where i... he? Oh, police stuff. No, I’m at Starbucks. What time are you getting back? Okay, see you next week then.”When she said next week, my heart jumped.“My place. Mom’s in St. Louis. Dad’s gonna crash it late, but neither of my parents know that I know.”“How long do we got?”“Till two-ish.”“Sounds awesome.”After a while of driving, we pulled up to her place. I was. Her skirt was bunched just below her crotch, offering a brief peek at her light pink panties. She couldn't help but notice my gaze was on her panties instead of her lips as she spoke to me. Maggie reached down with both hands and tugged her skirt down as she gave me a naughty look."Dirty old man!" she grunted.She grabbed a step stool and climbed three steps to dust the top of the entertainment center, which put her waist at my eye level. With her weight on one leg, she extended the other for. Tonight though she says she wants to do everything. To give herself fully to me and never let the word 'NO' come from her lips.I, unlike her, have been around though. Sex, of any kind, is nothing new to me. Still, I can't wait till she gets here. I want to kiss her, which I have once before, hold her to me, run my hands up and down her body. Watch her eyes as I take her shirt off and kiss her neck and breasts. I can hardly wait, I'm so hard. I want to make it the most memorable experience she. I was hoping she give me my first blow job, that would be cool. Then she said, "Well there is one other thing we could try that would fix your problem, I just can't let you walk out of here in that condition." My mind was gearing up for a blow job when she said sat back on the counter and said " maybe if you slide that thing in here it will fix your problem." She then leaned back against the mirror and spread her legs showing her wonderful wet cunt. " come on, better hurry before I change my.