Deirdre called me later that night and my mom answered it. My mom called for me and I exited my room and went downstairs to the living room phone. I think my mom felt bad for what she said about Deirdre. She covered the receiver mouthpiece and said, “Deirdre is on the phone for you. Look, she seems very polite and sweet. She thanked me for dinner again and I told her she’s welcome here any time, as long as we are home.”

“Thanks mom.”

My mom actually let us have some privacy, as we chatted and also discussed some homework. Finally, it was time to go to bed. We said, “goodnight,” to each other. I heard Deirdre very quickly say, “love ya.” She said it so fast and hung up the phone quickly, I didn’t have time to process it or respond. I went to bed and I masturbated about Deirdre. About what we had done that afternoon. When I was done with that, I was laying there thinking about that quick, casual, “love ya.” I wasn’t sure if that was just a casual way to end the call or if that was a legit, “I love you.” I was smiling and sort of too amped up to fall asleep thinking that Deirdre might have been saying she loved me.

I got up out of bed and wrote her note, since I couldn’t sleep. This was in the days before cell phones, so it was almost like our time delayed version of texting. I mostly was just telling her I was glad she came over and stuff. At the end of the note, I thought about it awhile and then signed it “Love, Sam.”

I saw her in the morning before school and slipped her the note. I was a little nervous that I had written that, but I thought it could also be interpreted as a casual sign off to the note, hedging my bets a bit. Later in the day, she gave me a big smile and handed me a note, as we walked near each other coming into class.

I very carefully opened the note, hiding it with a textbook, so I could read it in class. The note was mostly just joking around about stuff that happened in school and talking about what to do that weekend. But, the last line said, “by the way, I fucking love you.” She drew some hearts on there. I looked over at Deirdre and smiled at her and she gave me a nervous smile back. I’m sure she could tell that I’d read it, because she sat at the desk right next to mine.

Deirdre had some after school extracurricular activity that evening, so she was just going to stay at school that afternoon. We dropped off our stuff in our cars, which were parked next to each other. I felt really nervous because I wanted to tell her something. We were about to walk over to hang out with our friends, where the smokers hung out.

I stopped her by gently grabbing her and pinning her up to against her car. I felt super nervous and I couldn’t look at her, so I just leaned into her and whispered in her ear, “I fucking love you, too.”

Deirdre kissed me and whispered in my ear, “I love you, Sam.”

We kissed and my hands wandered down to her ass, groping it. The Dean happened to walk by while we were making out and my hands were all over her ass. He said, “Mr Smith, follow me to my office.”

I kissed Deirdre one more time and she gave me a nervous look and mouthed, “sorry.” The Dean let me off easy, but told me never to have a public display of affection like that again on school grounds.

I walked over to where Deirdre was hanging out with our friends. Everyone laughed and cheered a bit, since Deirdre told them. She came up to hug and kiss me. “What did he say? Did you get in trouble?”

“He just said no more PDA like that. He said he would tell my parents if it happened again.”

“Oh shit, your mom already doesn’t like me.”

Our friend Lisa said, “What were you guys doing when the dean busted you?” So, Deirdre and I re-enacted it right there. We made out and roamed my hands all over her ass. Everyone laughed a little, but I was getting hard. I think Deirdre felt that I was hard against her, so she just turned around and wrapped my arms around her from behind, so that her body was blocking my crotch from view, as we stayed there talking.

Lisa said, “Why doesn’t Sam’s mom like you?”

“She thinks I’m the devil,” and Deirdre used her hands to make devil horns on her head and flicked her tongue around.

Lisa, “Because you’re fucking her precious son.”

We just laughed at that and let everyone think that we were indeed fucking, even though neither one of us had ever done that before. When it was time for Deirdre’s activity, I kissed her goodbye and drove home from school. When I got home, there was a note from my mom, saying that she and my dad were out for the evening. She left me some food to heat up. After I ate, I did some homework, while playing loud music. Of course, as an 18 year old boy, alone at home, I started masturbating.

I was jerking off, when the phone rang. I pulled up the underwear and sweatpants I was wearing and ran to answer the phone. I took it down in our basement rec room.

I was out of breath as I answered the phone, “Hello?”

“Hi handsome.” It was Deirdre.

I think I was still breathing hard, “Oh, good it’s you…Hi Deirdre.”

“What are you doing? You’re all out of breath.”

“Um…uh…my parents aren’t home…and…I was…look, I got a boner thinking about you and I was jerking off when you called.”

Deirdre laughed hysterically and when her laughing calmed down, she said, “Well, sorry to interrupt.”

I gave an embarrassed, “It’s okay…I’m glad you called.”

“So, do you like have a boner right now?”

“Um…yes…”

“I wish I was there to help you out.”

“Me too.”

“What were you thinking about me?”

“Everything…all the stuff we’ve been doing. That blowjob you gave me.”

Her voice sounded a little lower and her breathing a little different, “I like to think about that too.”

I put my hand in my pants almost involuntarily to start touching my hard dick. Deirdre said, “Do you have pants on or were just like naked when I called?” I thought heard her breathing again.

“I have sweatpants on. I had them pulled down and my underwear when you called.”

“You were like stroking your hard dick and thinking about me?”

“Yes…hey, what are you wearing right now?”

“Me…I have on like a little half shirt and I’m wearing sweatpants too.”

“What panties are you wearing?”

She giggled a little, “I don’t think you’ve seen them before, they have like wide horizontal stripes. Red and black stripes. I pulled down my sweatpants to look at them, so I could describe them to you. I’m laying on my bed.”

“That sounds so hot…” I was stroking my dick slowly.

“Take off your pants and underwear, Sam…”

“What? You can’t see anyway.” I was cradling the phone against my cheek and already pulling down my pants.

“I know, but it turns me on to know your dick is out.”

“I’m taking off my boxers now and I’m hard as a rock.”

She moaned a little and said, “I just took off my pants and underwear too.”

“Are you touching yourself Deirdre?”

She laughed nervously and said, “Yes.”

“So you’re just in a half shirt, nothing else? And you’re touching yourself?”

“Yep…got my legs spread wide.”

“That’s so hot Deirdre…I’ve never seen your pussy.”

She laughed and said, “I know it’s just embarrassing. I’ll show you one of these days. What would we do, if you were here?”

“I would love to lick your pussy, but you probably wouldn’t let me, so I would finger you. I’d get you off.”

“I am going to let you someday…but, I love how you touch me. I would suck your dick if you were here.”

I whimpered a little, “your lips feel so good on it. I want to do that for you.”

Deirdre let out some little grunts and moans. I held the phone mouth piece near my dick, so she could hear the skin noises my jerking off was making. I moved it back up to my head, “Did you hear that?”

“Yeah…whimper.”

“That was my dick.”

“Sam…I’m gonna cum…”

“Me too, Deirdre…”

“Do it…shoot your load…”

I grunted and moaned in the phone as I shot ropes of cum onto the rec room floor. I heard her making high pitched moans as she came too. We both breathed into the phone a minute.

“That was hot Deirdre, but I wish I was there with you…I wish I made you cum like that.”

“You’ve gotten good at it, Sam.”

“Deirdre…when I do that to you…I like to sniff my fingers afterward. I love that.”

Deirdre loudly said, “what?!” in shock.

“I mean, you licked my cum off your fingers. I like the smell of your pussy.” I don’t think I would have been bold enough to say that in person.

Deirdre said, “When can we seen each other again? I mean outside of school?”

“I have practice tomorrow and then homework.”

“Hey, can I come to your house tomorrow night? Your mom said I could come to dinner whenever and we have the same homework.”

“That would be awesome. My mom did say it was fine as long as they were home. I’ll tell my mom when she gets home…speaking of that…I’m standing here with no pants on and some cum on the floor, so I need to go.”

Deirdre was laughing and said, “Okay, sweetie. If I was there, that cum wouldn’t be on the floor.” She gave an embarrassed laugh with a snort. “I love you.”

“I love you too, Deirdre.”

The next night, I had practice and came home about 15mins late. Deirdre’s car was parked out front and she had clearly beaten me to my house. I went into the kitchen and Deirdre was helping my mom cook. Deirdre came up to me to hug me and she gave me a nice kiss on the lips, “Hi sweetie…” My mom grimaced a bit at the display. It was just a kiss, but I don’t think she liked how comfortable Deirdre was doing that in front of her.

I almost laughed a little at the outfit Deirdre wore to dinner. It was like a little black half t shirt thing that left her stomach exposed and it was off the shoulder with a bra strap visible. She had cut long slashes in it, strategically showing more skin and some of her black bra. She had on a little black mini skirt that looked like it was made of tshirt material and was wearing black and white striped socks that came up over her knees for warmth because it was Fall. She had big black boots that came up above her ankles. Deirdre had on some dark eye makeup, black hair and very red lipstick. She could not have looked sexier and I knew my mom hated it. I don’t think Deirdre even did it intentionally - that was just sort of how she often dressed when she wasn’t in her school uniform.

I stepped back and my eyes must have lingered, looking up and down Deirdre’s body, taking it all in. My mom said, “Why don’t you go take a shower, Sam.”

I was still looking at Deirdre, who was smiling at me, “um…yeah…I’m kind of sweaty…”

Deirdre shrugged and said, “You smelled good to me.” I saw my mom’s mouth tighten. “I’ll help your mom, while you get clean.”

I went up to shower, thinking how weird it was to have Deirdre and my mom hanging out. I showered very quickly and came back down. My dad was now home from work and I thought I caught him checking out Deirdre.

After dinner, I said to my mom, “We’re going to study in the basement. There’s more room to spread out our textbooks and stuff.”

My mom looked suspicious and said, “Leave the basement door open.” She was looking right at me with a stern look.

“Of course, mom…we’re just studying.” Really, I figured it would be easier to hear them coming, if we were in the basement rather than my bedroom. Deirdre and I went down there and sat next to each other on the sectional couch, with our homework spread out on the coffee table. We actually did have homework to do and we worked on it together. My mom found excuses to come down a few times, checking on laundry, looking for something in the unfinished room, and even just asking us what homework we had.

After she had come down a few times and found that we were actually doing homework, she seemed to settle down upstairs. When we finished our work, I looked toward the staircase and then kissed Deirdre. I stopped kissing her and put my hand on her knee, running it up her exposed thigh a bit. I whispered, “I can’t believe you wore this outfit…”

Deirdre looked worried, “Don’t you like it?”

“Um, I love it. I’m guessing my mom thinks it’s too sexy.” I ran my hand up until I felt her labia through her panties.

“I wasn’t trying to be sexy…”

“Oh, I don’t think you have to try at that…” we kissed some more.

“Should I wear a floor length dress to dinner next time?”

“No, I like having easy access to this…” and I slid my hand into her panties. Her hand plunged down into the sweatpants I was wearing and she tugged at my dick a few times. We both kept an eye on the stairs and I was carefully listening for any movement up there. She stroked me with my dick still in pants and I fingered her and rubbed her clit.

I could look down and see her panties, with her short skirt pulled up a little. I could see her dark bush where my hand pushed her underwear down a little. I leaned to whisper in her ear, “I want to see it…”

Deirdre giggled nervously and looked at the stairs. She reached up into her skirt and pulled her panties down. She had taken her boots off earlier, so her underwear slid off over her socks. She pressed her legs together nervously like maybe she regretted it. Then she slowly spread them open and lifted her skirt to let me take a look. She turned so her legs were facing me and her knees up, feet near me on the couch. She kept nervously looking at the stairs. Her face was beet red. I was staring down at her pussy and touched it. I even spread her labia a little to get a good look. She bit her lips nervously.

Suddenly we heard my mom near the top of the stairs. Deirdre’s eyes went wide and she pulled her skirt down and closed her legs, still facing me. Her panties were near me and I grabbed them, doing the only thing I could think of to hide them. I shoved them down into my pants. I grabbed a text book to hide my boner and the weird bulge from her panties.

My mom eyed us suspiciously and probably did not like the way Deirdre’s legs were arranged facing me on the couch. Little did she know there was no underwear under that skirt. My mom forced a pleasant tone and said, “Are you two about done with your homework? It’s getting late.”

We both quickly said, “Yes, we just finished.”

Deirdre carefully turned and stood up making sure that her skirt stayed down. “I should really go home. Thanks for dinner.”

“You’re welcome anytime Deirdre.”

My mom went back upstairs as we packed our books. Deirdre sat on the floor to put on her boots. As she did, she spread her legs quickly a few times to flash me her pussy and laughed. She whispered, “Give me my underwear, quick.”

I whispered, “Can I keep them?”

“No…what for?”

I gave her a look like it was obvious why I wanted them. She laughed and said, “I want those back…I like those…”

“I’ll give em back tomorrow…”

“Fine, I guess.”

“I want your army jacket.” She was giving me a look.

“I guess that’s a fair trade.” She went up the stairs ahead of me and I lifted her skirt a little to peek at her bare ass. She laughed and swatted my hand away. I ran up to my room to grab my olive drab army jacket. She looked pleased slipping it on and it looked good kind of big on her. She yelled out to my parents, “Thanks again for dinner…goodnight Mr and Mrs Smith.”

They yelled, “Goodnight, Deirdre,” from in the other room. I walked her to her car and we kissed goodbye.

I was going to go up to my bedroom, but my mom called me into the living room. “Seems pretty serious with you and Deirdre.” I was holding a textbook over my crotch.

I groaned in embarrassment, “I guess…we like each other, okay.”

“Deirdre seems nice, but I don’t like her style…why can’t she dress like Lori? And what’s with the dog collar on her neck?” Lori was an ex gf of mine from school who was quite preppy. Lori seemed like exactly the kind of girl to bring home to your conservative mom and my mom loved her. Lori and I had only ever kissed, but she had been over to my house a bunch and my mom liked that she saw her in church on Sundays. My mom did not know that for one thing, Lori was a mediocre student and for another, she looked wholesome, but she’d had way more sexual experience than Deirdre and me.

“Mom…I like Deirdre and I like her style. You’ve seen how I dress…Lori is just…preppy.”

My mom said, “I like preppy.”

“Well, I like Deirdre and by the way, Deirdre is about a million times smarter than Lori.”

“Well, can you gently tell Deirdre to cover up a little more next time she comes over?”

My dad was reading the newspaper and muttered, “I thought she looked nice…” and looked over his glasses at me. My mom smacked his arm a little and said in an exasperated way, “I could see her bra.”

This conversation was too awkward. “How am I supposed to ask her this? It’s too weird. Can I go now?”

My parents said goodnight to me and I headed up to my bedroom. I locked the door behind me. I set down the text book and then reached into my sweatpants to pull out Deirdre’s panties. I held them up looking at them. I sniffed them. I sniffed my fingers and could slightly detect the lingering scent of her pussy. I wrapped her panties around my dick to feel the fabric as I jerked off. I decided to cum right in the crotch. I wiped my dick off into her panties.

I sat down to write Deirdre a note. I was a pretty good artist and did quick sketch of Deirdre. I sketched her in pencil from memory, the way she sat with no underwear on earlier that night. It was a somewhat graphic drawing as I did not hold back on the details of her vulva. I brought her panties with me to school the next day too.

I pulled in next to her car and she was standing there waiting for me, in my green army jacket. I walked up and kissed her, after carefully making sure no faculty were around. I pulled her underwear out of my backpack and shoved them in the pocket of the army jacket. She giggled and looked around, turning red. “What are you doing?”

“You said to give them back.”

“I know, but not right here.”

“They might need to be washed.”

She just laughed and shook her head. I handed her the note and said, “open it now.”

She opened it and stared at it in shock, then put it against her chest, carefully hiding the picture. She was totally red faced. “Sam…that’s pretty graphic…I’m kind of embarrassed…”

“You don’t like it?”

“I love it…you made me look really…beautiful.”

“That’s how you look.”

“Aww…thanks, but did you have to…make it…so…anatomically accurate…” and she giggled.

“It was memorable…I drew it…and I thought you might like to see what I see…”

She kissed me and said, “Well, I’m going to have to carefully hide this.”

We walked into school, holding hands, and I said, “Oh…um…this is awkward…I loved your outfit yesterday, but my mom…I think she would prefer if you covered up a bit more.”

“What? She wants me to dress like your ex, Lori? Maybe a long flowery dress with pleats and puffy shoulders.”

I laughed and said, “Please no. I love the way you dress.”

“She did bring up Lori though didn’t she?”

“She did.”

“You know, it cracks me up. Lori, the preppy head cheerleader, is your mom’s dream gf for you. She probably hopes you get back together with her, but she doesn’t know the real Lori. Lori who loves getting fucked doggystyle.”

I looked over at Deirdre and she giggled. “Don’t tell anyone I told you that, but I overheard her in the girls’ bathroom talking about how much she loves it.”

I said, “oh my god.”

Deirdre nervously said, “Do you wish you stayed with her? You could apparently be plowing her from behind.”

I leaned in to say in Deirdre’s ear, “You don’t need to be jealous of her. I never loved her. I love you and I think you’re hotter than her.”

Deirdre said, “Okay.” She kissed me and said, “I’m sorry. I don’t mean to be a jealous gf. It’s just that she’s so hot and popular. She’s got like perfect tits and ass.”

“Not as hot as you. Not as cool as you. Not as smart as you. And I love your tits and ass.” I looked around to see no one was looking and I grabbed her ass quickly. She kissed me and we went into school. Deirdre was getting some looks from some girls as we walked down the hall. All of the alternative sort of crew knew we were dating already, but for a lot of the normal or popular kids, seeing her wear my army jacket was their first realization we were dating. While I was part of the alternative crew, I had also become popular. At the end of the day, Deirdre said, “You know, it’s not that easy being your girlfriend.”

“Why?”

“Well, let’s just say there were a few girls a little jealous that I was wearing this jacket.”

“Who?”

“Several, but there was a girl who straight up asked if I was fucking you. I said yes because I didn’t know what else to say.” Deirdre laughed a little at that.

That Thursday night, Deirdre came to my parents’ house for dinner and homework again. I was kind of amused at what she was wearing, when she took off her coat. She had on a form fitting black skirt, that went down to almost her ankles. She had on some boots. Her top had long sleeves, but left her midriff exposed. When I saw her from behind, her butt was perfectly displayed in this skirt and it was pretty obvious she had on a thong. She seemed to be trolling my mom a little. If anything, she looked sexier than the last time she came over.

My parents were in the other room and I whispered, “You look amazing Deirdre.”

She smirked and said, “I put on a long skirt for your mom.”

I leaned in to whisper in her ear, “your ass looks amazing in that skirt.”

My mom actually smirked a little seeing Deirdre. I think she kind of knew she was being trolled. “Thanks for having me over again Mrs. Smith. Do you need any help?”

As much as my mom hated the way Deirdre dressed and did her makeup, she did think she was polite. It didn’t hurt that Deirdre was the smartest kid in school. At dinner, my parents were talking, when my dad accidentally let it slip that they were going out of town that weekend. My dad said, “No parties here this weekend, Sam.”

My mom looked irritated and said, “Not in front of Deirdre…” I guess she didn’t want Deirdre knowing that I would be home alone. Deirdre did a good job of pretending to be disinterested. She and I chatted about something unrelated. My mom looked at Deirdre and me and said, “Not just no parties…no one is coming over here while we are gone…” She was looking right at Deirdre.

Deirdre said, “Oh, Mrs Smith, I’m not allowed at someone’s house if their parents aren’t home.” She winked at me when my mom wasn’t looking.

We went downstairs to do our homework and we really didn’t have much. Pretty soon, we were making out down there. I ran my hands all over her ass, as she kind of laid on top of me on the couch. “It feels like you have a thong under here,” as I ran my hands around her butt cheeks.

She kissed me and said, “Well it would be obvious if I wore regular underwear.”

I ran a hand up her bare midsection and into her top to feel her tits through her bra. I had a raging boner as we kissed and felt each other up. “So, you heard I’m alone this weekend.”

“Yes, that’s interesting.”

I was nervous and slowly said, “Do you think…like…could you sneak out and spend the night here?”

Deirdre turned red faced. Even though we’d been fooling around, I think it seemed like a bigger deal to spend the night. “Look, we don’t have to do anything…I just think it would be cool for us to be alone here.”

She kissed me, “I think I have a plan that will work. I’d love to spend the night with you.”

We heard my mom coming down the stairs too late and she saw Deirdre laying on top of me. We were fully clothed, but I had my hands on her ass. My mom averted her eyes some and said, “I think it’s time for Deirdre to go home.”

“Yes mom.”

I walked with Deirdre out to her car and it wouldn’t start. She had a beat up old sedan. I went back in and told my mom I needed to drive Deirdre home. My mom looked suspicious, “You will drive her home and come straight back here.”

“Yes mom.”

“Thanks Mrs Smith. I’ll get my dad to help me with my car tomorrow.”

We drove to Deirdre’s house listening to music and singing along. I was playing a mix tape I had made for Deirdre. I pulled up in front of Deirdre’s house and we kissed some. She looked at her house and then at me, “Drive down the street.”

I drove down to the end of her street, where there was an abandoned church parking lot. I parked the car and we got in the back seat. She hiked up her long skirt, all the way and sat straddling my lap. I enjoyed running my hands over her ass cheeks, exposed by the thong she was wearing. We kissed each other, as my hands wandered over her ass. I moved my hands up into her top feeling her tits on the top of her bra. I reached around back and awkwardly tried to unclasp it. She smiled at me and reached back to unclasp it herself, so I could put my hands directly on her small boobs.

Deirdre reached down and unbuttoned and unzipped my jeans. I helped her move my pants and underwear down a little, so that my hard dick was free. She moved herself, so that her crotch, barely covered by her thong, was on my dick and she was grinding herself on it, as we kissed.

I slid my hand into the front of her thong to finger her. She rode up and down on my middle finger a bit, which caused both of us to crack up a little. I rubbed her clit and fingered her in that position and she moved a hand to grasp my dick, stroking it some, but she was a little distracted by my fingers and would just stop and hold it some. Deirdre whimpered and moaned as I made her cum with my fingers.

Deirdre was smiling at me and red faced, as she breathed a little heavy, recovering from her orgasm. Then she grinned at me and slid herself off my lap and sat next to me on the backseat, bent over and put my dick in her mouth. She bobbed her head up and down on my dick and I could look over and see some of her bare ass cheeks. I ran my hand all over her ass, as she sucked me. Deirdre would pause and stroke it some, then plunge it back into her mouth. I involuntarily did some short thrusts into her mouth, as she continued sucking it. I grunted out, “Oh…fuck…I’m gonna cum…” and I started cumming in her mouth. She made horny whimpering sounds, as I spurted my warm cum into her mouth.

Deirdre slid her slippery lips off my dick and quickly moved up to kiss me with some of my cum still in her mouth. I still was not sure if I should be grossed out by that or turned on, but I was leaning towards turned on, as I kissed her cummy mouth. We re-arranged our clothes and I dropped her off at home. I walked her to her door and we kissed some. “See you at school tomorrow, Sam.”

“Goodnight, Deirdre.”

As I walked to my car, I heard her yell, “I love you.”

“I love you too.”

When I got home, my parents were still up. My mom looked irritated as she said, “You and Deirdre were being very inappropriate earlier.” I was thinking that if she didn’t like what she saw in the basement, she would have really hated what happened in my car.

“We were just kissing mom.”

“She was lying on top of you…and your hands…”

I was really embarrassed hearing this from my mom and tried to interrupt her, “Mom…please…”

“Your hands were on her buttocks.” I actually smirked at her use of the word buttocks.

My dad chimed in, “They’re 18 honey. That doesn’t sound too bad.”

My mom shot him a look, “If they’re doing that right in front of me, I’m worried what else is going on.“

I lied, “Nothing is going on…we like to hug each other. We were snuggling on the couch.”

“Well, Deirdre should not let you touch her like that.”

“Oh my go…” I stopped myself from saying god and switched it to, “…osh. Can I go to bed…this is super awkward.”

My mom said, “Fine…just remember that lust is a sin.” I was shaking my head as I walked away from them. If lust was a sin, I was already in big trouble, because I had plenty of that for Deirdre.