"Well how pissed is she going to be that I am late?" I ponder. It's only twenty minutes this time."
Still living at home after graduation sucks. You have to still play by your folks rules, yet you want your independence. Had to clean the kitchen and pick up after the dog. Christ, I'm eighteen my girlfriend is eighteen and we still get treated like we are twelve. Well at least we can drive and hide when we want some, well us time.
Pulling into the driveway April bounces to the truck saying something to her Mom as she gets in. T-shirt and jeans are the outfit of the day. My mind curious if she has on the satin panties and shear bra I love.
"What are we doing?" she asks.
"Anything you want to do." I return.
"Let's go to the mall, I want to check something and we can stop at steak escape." She says.
So off we go. Slipping in close and taking the middle of the bench seat of my small truck, spreading her legs to get the stick shift between.
"God I love it when she does that." I think. I can shift a gear and put my hand on her inner thigh in one motion. Sneak it right up to that sexy spot too.
We make the mall and do our run through. She wanted something at Target. We stroll down to the food court to find the place to eat.
Sitting next to each other as I devour my sandwich as she shakes her head at the fact I got the large. Not just a large sandwich but drink and fry. Enough food to feed a small army, or in this case me.
Having finished up taking our things we head out. Driving and talking about everything and nothing.