I looked at Holly. "Now that we're both 18..."
She gave me a smile. "After the prom, Dan."
"Where?"
"My mom's house."
"Just out of curiosity, why there?"
"She wants to supervise."
"Just because we're both virgins doesn't mean --"
"I think it's more her being a helicopter mom. Once she's convinced that you know how to take my needs into account, she'll relax."
I pulled my girlfriend of four years tightly against me and chastely kissed her cheek. She wrapped her arms around me and gave me a very firm hug.
"I think she knows me better than my own parents do, given how much time I've spent with you since meeting you."
Holly's eyes smiled at me. "That was the first day of freshman year. We were put in the same English class."
"And I couldn't tear my eyes away from the willowy blonde. Back then you didn't have much chest."
"Now I have C-cups. You were so awkward trying to even speak to me."
"Thankfully, you were OK with it, and eventually I managed to not stammer around you."
"That's one of the things Mom likes about you. You're still kind of shy around me, and you let me set the pace."
"You're still so beautiful, Holly, that I can't believe I've won your heart."
"You flatterer, Dan. You're good-looking yourself." I blushed. "Almost as tall as I am, toned without being muscle-bound, very handsome face, and I love your short brown hair."
She ran a hand through it, making me shiver. I was in fact almost as tall as my six-foot-one girlfriend, who weighed, in spite of her C-cups and not-totally-flat butt, just 147 pounds. My five-foot-ten frame had enough muscles on it to make me weigh 168. Neither Holly or I had any excess fat.
"I'm the luckiest high school senior in town," I grinned, kissing Holly's cheek again. "And I'm looking forward to making you very happy after the prom."
"That's one of the things I like most about you, Dan. Always making sure Holly's needs are taken into account. I couldn't ask for a more considerate boyfriend for my daughter."
I blushed deeply.
"Before you ask, I heard *all* of your conversation just now."
I blushed even more deeply. "I hope --"
"You didn't say a word out of place, Dan. Relax. Now I suggest you two love birds go back to my house with me and study. You're both so close to escaping high school and it would be a shame to stumble at the finish line."
Holly and I passed our exams easily, getting the results the night before prom. Now we really had something to celebrate.
"You look stunning, Holly."
Her elegant blue dress showed off her lean, tall figure without being the slightest bit slutty. I'd never felt more in love with her.
"You look very nice, Dan."
I didn't have to rent a tux, as my father had had something suitable. He and I were just about the same size. It was in fact what he had worn to his senior prom. The girl who would become my mother and who had been dating Dad for three years had thought he looked stunning in it. 23 years later, they were still a happy couple.
"You two have fun dancing."
"We will, Miss Greene."
"I'll be fine, Mom."
The music started off with a few fast songs, and Holly and I twirled our way through them. Then came the slower, more romantic stuff. Slow-dancing wasn't what I was as good at, but I didn't embarrass myself. And having Holly so close was certainly not something to complain about. We kissed several times.
Around 9:30, we headed back to her mom's house.
"Did you two enjoy yourselves?"
"Yes, we did."
"Are you ready?"
"Yes, we are."
Holly's mom took up a supervisory position in the corner of Holly's room, while Holly and I slowly and carefully removed our clothes and hung them up. Holly's bra and panties, and my boxers, ended up on the floor. We climbed onto Holly's bed and started by holding each other.