It was Friday and I had just finished school. It had been a long week and although my eighteenth birthday had been on Wednesday I had not done anything special. I hopped into my old Toyota Corolla and began the slow drive out of the central city towards the suburbs.
Getting closer to home I arrived at the base of the hill, only to see a friend that I had long admired waiting for the bus. I quickly pulled over, wound down the passenger window and offered her a ride. She looked surprised, her beautiful brown eyes widening before she broke out into a glowing smile. I leant back over my side of the car admiring how her smile lit up her face, how her honey blond hair cascaded down over her shoulder. My eyes moved further down to the tightness of her white shirt around her ample breasts. She opened the door and after piling all of her bags in hopped into the car herself.
We made easy conversation on the drive up the hill, and upon arriving outside her house I pulled up and then hopped out to help her with her bags. Just as she stepped out off the kerb she tripped, with her laptop in one hand she began to topple backwards, I quickly stepped behind her and caught her, leaning her back into the crook of her arm. She smiled at me again and then seemed slightly flustered as I stood her up. After ensuring that she was alright I grabbed her bags and we continued on inside.
We dumped her gear and she grabbed some cold drinks from the fridge, we sat and talked, she told me that her eighteenth birthday have been on Monday and we laughed about the coincidence of our birthdays being so close. Conversation moved on and I found out that her parents were out of town, as were mine, both moving older siblings into flats for university. After a while talking, I decided to make a move and suggested that we watch a movie, she agreed and I put on a movie and we cuddled up on the couch under some blankets.
The movie was boring. A chick flick that she had chosen. We cuddled up and eventually ended up almost face to face, feeling bold I moved forward and kissed her neck, she giggled and twisted round, drawing her large breasts over my chest where I felt them come to a stop. I kissed her on the lips before kissing her neck and chest, every inch of her smooth, olive skin becoming known to my lips.