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My orgasm hits me out of nowhere, and I scream out his name while the ecstasy washes over me.
When I finish, I climb off his face and move down his body to ride his dick instead. He lets out a, “Fuuuuuck,” as I slide down his cock.
I begin to move at a rapid pace, but he stops me. “Slow, baby. I want to enjoy this.”
Sitting back, I move slowly, dragging him in and out of me while circling my hips. He looks up at me like I’m the sexiest thing he’s ever seen. He doesn’t care about my rolls or love handles. He doesn’t care that my boobs aren’t that big or perky.
He loves me–every imperfect inch of me–exactly how I am.
And you know what?
The feeling is mutual.
Chapter forty-nine
The Panty Drencher
Michelle
Another soccer game.
But this one is a little bit different. This one has me on pins and needles, but it has nothing to do with the game itself.
After this soccer game, I’m taking Eve out to dinner to tell her about Dane and me. I’ve been trying to plan how to do it ever since we got back from Portland a few days ago. Every time I’ve opened my mouth to do it, though, I’ve chickened out.
What’s the best way to do it?
Should I just be blunt?
Eve, I’m dating your teacher.
Eh, I don’t know.
Should I try to add some humor into it?
Eve, your teacher and I are playing human wheelbarrow.
Probably not.
I know I just need to tell her and get it over with. She’s been wanting me to start dating, so I hope she thinks it’s a good thing. And I mean, she loves Dane, so I think that’s a point in my column as well.
But she’s a teenager, and I don’t really know what to expect. One time, she cried for an hour because we were out of yogurt.
My knee bobs up and down nervously as I watch the clock of the game slowly count down. Part of me is ready to get this over with, but part of me is nervous and wants the game to go on as long as possible.
I figure I’ll butter her up by taking her to her favorite spot for dinner. Once the meal is over, we can discuss it. She probably won’t get too mad if we are in a public place.
At least, I hope she won’t.
As nervous as I am, I am ready to stop keeping this enormous secret. Being able to go out with Dane in Portland without the fear of anyone seeing us was incredible, and I want to be able to have that same feeling all the time. I want Eve to see her mom happy for once in her life.
If Dane and I are going to build something real together, it’s not going to happen while we are hiding away from the world.
So, tonight’s the night.
I just have to get through the game…and try not to throw up from all my nerves.
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