“Ouch. Ashley what’d you do that for!” She whined.

“Ohmygod Spencer! I am SO sorry!” Right away I knew I wasn’t supposed to be with her. Karma wouldn’t let me.

“I’ll be down in a minute and you can kiss it better.” She called down with a cute little smirk on her face. She shut the window, and I stood with my mouth open like a fucking idiot till she came bursting out the front door with a little red mark on forehead.

“I didn’t expect to see you here this morning. Especially not with rocks as artillery.”

“Ya…about last night Spence. I’m really sorry I….” She silenced me with a light kiss.

“Let’s get out of here.” She said grabbing my hand and pulling me towards the car.

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For the last three months of the school year, me and Spencer were just ‘friends’. Friends in public that is. Behind closed doors when no one was around, we were much more than that. Spencer carried my heart and my proverbial balls in her purse everywhere we went.

I thought our situation would change after the first time we slept together, but it didn’t. I always look back on that point as a real pivotal time in my life. We had the house to ourselves that weekend as my mother was off in Cabo with some all important developer. I didn’t expect anything from her and she knew it. We were just hanging out eating popcorn and watching a movie. She was being all cute and cuddling into me. Her head was resting on my chest and I could smell her vanilla shampoo. She was so close, but at the same time I knew she was so far. She still didn’t want to tell anyone about our relationship. She didn’t think anyone could handle it. Looking back, I now know it was her that couldn’t handle it. At the time, I really believed her when she said it was for the better.

So back to that night at my house. As soon as the credits rolled across the screen, I felt her shift on top of me. She was straddling my waist, and like our usual make out sessions my hands moved right to her jean covered ass. Usually during these make out sessions, its nothing south of the border. And nothing under the clothes. Which pretty much always leaves me revved up with nowhere to go. But this time, I could tell she was getting really into it. She was running her hands over my chest, and even making the little moans I know she was trying to hold in. Her kisses started getting really sloppy, and I pulled back and looked straight into her eyes.