The week of midterms came and went. It was amazing how easy the tests actually were, especially since all my teachers made them sound like grueling torture.
Every night after the last test of the day was done, Rosa and I would celebrate by fucking half the night away. We even started to go at it on Thursday during lunch in my room, but we were interrupted by Jake and Lisa, who seemed to have the same idea as we did.
"Oops," Lisa said with a giggle when they walked in just as I was about to slip my cock into Rosa's pussy.
"They're huge," was all Jake could say when he saw Rosa's large breasts. Lisa grabbed him by the ear and dragged him out of the room so Rosa and I could have some privacy. I have to say, they trill of having been caught made the sex a lot better, if that's even possible.
But now that midterms were over, that meant it was time for Christmas break, which meant going home for three and a half weeks. I really wasn't looking forward to it.
"I really wish you'd come with me," I told Rosa over the phone. She and I were both in the middle of packing.
"I know sweetie," she said. "But my family expects me to be there."
"You sure I can't go with you then?" I asked, really wanting to avoid going home.
"No," she said firmly. "You know that isn't a good idea right now."
Rosa acted weird the few times I brought it up, and even seemed to get nervous and upset. She said something about how her parents wouldn't understand her dating when she should be focusing on her education.
"Just give me the break to talk to them," she said. "I'll warm them up to the idea about you and how much we care about each other. When they see how much we do, maybe they'll lighten up."
"Or your dad will hunt me down and kill me for violating his daughter," I said with a smirk.
"Yeah, like I'm gonna tell him about that," she laughed. "I can just see it now. I hope you like the present I got you daddy. Oh, by the way, I have a boyfriend and we fuck at least twice a day. He'd kill me just as much as he'd kill you. Hold on a sec, what?"
I heard someone talking in the background.
"Really?" Rosa asked them. "Yeah, alright... I'm back."
"I'm really gonna miss you," I said.
"You just going to miss the sex," she said with a giggle.
"Well, that to," I said. "But I'll miss you as well. I've gotten so used to sleeping in the same bed with you and waking up next to you in the mornings, that it's going to be hard to go back to sleeping alone for the next three and a half weeks."
"Tell you what," Rosa said. "When we get back from break, you and I will lock ourselves in my room for a couple days."
I felt my cock start to grow hard in my pants. "That, um... That could work," I said.
"Of course it could," she said with a giggle. "Alright, I got to get finished packing because my ride to the airport is leaving shortly. Remember, I'm going to be busy with my family, so I'll call you when I get a chance."
"Alright," I said. "Miss you."
"Miss you too," she said before hanging up.
I finished packing some of my clothes for the trip back home, which I really wasn't looking forward to. Christmas was the only time of year my family got together and pretended to actually be a loving family, which always ended in someone having to much to drink on Christmas eve, saying something that upset someone else, and snowballed into a huge screaming match with everyone pointing out everyone else's dirty little secrets. Then come Christmas day, everyone pretends that it didn't happen, but the tension hangs heavy in the air.
Still, I'm much better off than Jake. He was going to spend Christmas with Lisa's family, making the first time meeting them.
"Will you quit freaking out," Lisa said as she and Jake walked into the room. "They're going to love you."
"And what if they don't?" Jake said. "What if they hate me? What if I say something to piss off your uncle? What if they find out that you and I are sleeping together?"
"Oh, sweetie," Lisa said as she caressed Jake's cheek. "They already know you and I are sleeping together."
"What?" Jake said, surprised.
"My parents aren't stupid," Lisa said. "When I told them about..." Lisa glanced at me for a second. "You know. They pretty much figured out that we're intimate. They're not uptight like your parents where they expect you to remain celibate till your wedding night. They're realistic and know that sex is a normal and healthy part of any long lasting relationship."
"Oh," was all Jake said.
"So don't be surprised if they want to discuss it or give some suggestions."
"That'll be a fun conversation," I said. I stood up, put my hand on Jake's shoulder and said in my best fatherly voice, "You know Jake, since you and my daughter are having sex, I thought I'd give you some pointers that I know drives her mother up the wall in bed."
"You're not helping," Jake said.
"Not trying to," I said with a grin.
"Yeah, well what about when you meet Rosa's family," Jake said. "How do you think they're going to react to the fact that the two of you are sleeping together?"
"Oh, they'll kill me," I said matter-of-factly. "Probably very slowly and painfully so that I'll be begging them to just end it... But I can honestly say that the sex makes it worth it."
"I don't care," Amy said as she and Andy walked into the room. "You could be dying, with parts of your body hacked off, you're going home for Christmas. No way in hell am I suffering mom and dad by myself."
"But I'm in the middle of something really important," Andy said. "It's crucial that I stay and keep working on it."
"No," Amy said as she sat down next to me. "You can work on whatever it is you're doing when we get back."
"I hate you," Andy said.
"I know," said Amy. "So, last night here before heading home for three and a half weeks... Who else could use a drink?"
We all raised our hands.
"Good," Amy said. We all got up and started to leave.
"First round is on me," I said.
After a couple pitchers of beer at a local college bar, we all returned back to our rooms for our last night before heading home. Lisa ended up spending the night in our room with Jake, but no sex. They both had to get up early for their flight, so it just made sense.
When I woke up the following morning, they were already gone. They must have been as quiet as a mouse when they left.
After I loaded my bags into my car, I had a quick breakfast with Andy and Amy. We said our goodbyes and I was on the road.
The two day drive home was long and boring. I went through my collection of music I had on my iPod three times and had started on a forth play through when I pulled into the driveway of my parents house.
As I got out and looked around, not much had really. But you know what they say about the calm before the storm. I grabbed my bags from the back seat of my car and headed towards the front door of the house. Just as I was about to open the door, it opened and there stood my mom.
"There's my little man," she said and pulled me into a hug. I was weirded out because not only was she actually noticing I was around, but she called me her little man. Never in all my years had she ever referred to me as anything besides my name.
"Um, hi mom," I said, glancing at the address to make sure I had the right house.
Mom ended the hug and held me at arms length. "Let me take a look at you," she said as she eyed me up and down. "Have you been eating enough? You look kind of thin."
"No, I weigh pretty much the same as when I left," I said. "Maybe gained a few pounds."
