CRAIG
“Fuck that would’ve been hot!” Bryce exasperated after he heard about a failed stripping attempt by the twatarazzi. Adira had been the target.
“Haha, straight up assault, bro. Not that hot,” Jay said.
“Whatever, you would’ve looked.”
“I mean…I guess. No way to avoid it really.”
“Mannnn, you’re full of shit. One of the baddest girls ever at Webberson and y’all act like, ‘no, no, no, we gotta respect women! Can I kiss you? Can I unbutton your top button? Can I unbutton the next button? Can I unbutton the one after that?’ Fuck off!”
We laughed at Bryce’s impression of us.
“Don’t think I ain’t talking about you either Craig. Wastin your time with a chick that would barely even kiss
Lando?”
“Man, you guys are REALLY concerned about Bailey and me,” I continued to chuckle. That Peter Stein kid and Bailey’s little brother hovered near us, listening in on our conversation. Bryce spotted them.
“The fuck are you looking at, Forest Gump?” Bryce directed at the scrawny kid standing beside Bailey’s brother; using a nickname people had given him after Brad pantsed the poor boy in gym class and exposed a thick, wild bush on par with Lizzy’s. Peter and Ben began scurrying away. “Craig put his finger in your sister’s bunghole last night!” Bryce hollered after them, then burst out laughing. “Was that what you guys wanted to hear?!”
“Did he now?” Bailey’s voice arose behind us.
I turned and rolled my eyes at her.
“Bailey!! What’s up?!” Bryce said. “You gonna let poor Craig here get some before he graduates or what?”
Bailey ignored him.
“Are you walking to class?” She asked me, a bit timidly.
“Yup!” I said, happy to get away from these idiots. Bryce made a whipping sound as I walked away.
“Can I ask you something?” Bailey asked.
“Why do I hang out with them?” I responded.
“Bryce, mainly. I like Jay.”
“I don’t know. We’ve almost all known each other since kindergarten. Kinda hard to avoid him unless I cut off everyone,” I shrugged.
“I get it, I guess. Hey! I wanna do something…exciting tonight.”
“Bailey, you don’t have to…don’t be bothered by the shit he says.”
“Very presumptuous of you but I'm not talking about
that! It’s so nice out, 85 degrees. I got something I think will be a lot of fun!”
“Okay, you got me intrigued….”
Later that night, Bailey picked me up. She drove down some back roads through a wooded area. The route was vaguely familiar, but I didn’t fully recognize it until we passed a row of gated mansions.
“Hey, isn’t this the way to Colton’s aunt and uncle’s?”
Bailey’s lips curled and she raised her eyebrows but remained quiet. She parked the car on the side of the road and grabbed her things.
“C’mon,” she asserted.
I got out and followed her. We walked through the trees on a path by the lake. By the time she took a branched off side-trail I was certain.
“We ARE going to Colton’s aunts and uncles?”
“Shhhhh,” Bailey whispered. “Naomi was trying to convince Colton to host people over here tonight because he told us they were out of town. But he said he felt like shit and didn’t wanna drink or anything. Sooooo…. ”
“….no one’s home,” I finished.
“Nope,” Bailey said. She began reaching up over the fence that barricaded the yard and pool. She’s an athletic girl and had no trouble shimmying up and over. I wasn’t gonna wait around.
“Did you wear your swimsuit?”
“Nah,” she answered casually. Then she began nonchalantly undressing and – oh my God – this was turning into the high point of every teen romcom ever made. Bailey showed off her incredible figure wearing only a pink bra and jean shorts. I watched as she unbuttoned and unzipped the shorts. “You just gonna stand there gawking?” She asked.
“Errr. No,” I said. I was a little concerned, seeing as I had a raging hard-on already. Still, I took my shirt off and showed off my skinny – but cut – chest and abs.
Bailey pulled her shorts down and revealed a skimpy, matching pink thong and Jesus Christ her ass looked amazing. Tight, and round, and perky, there was no going back now. She turned to look at me.
“Coming?”
“Yep! Yep!” I said, too excitedly. I pulled my shorts off and she saw my erection and though it was dark, I could see she was blushing a bit.
“Thanks for the compliment,” she said, then dove into the pool. I followed.
We frolicked and kissed and rubbed up against each other. It was the best night of my life.
*******
“Oh crap, did you hear that?” Bailey asked, just as we had moved from the pool to the hot tub.
“Sounded like a car…”
“That’s what I thought, c’mon, we gotta go!”
Bailey jumped up and out of the tub and ran over to her clothes. A spotlight shined into the backyard, illuminating her scantily clad body.
“Ahhh!” She yelped. Her ass bounced enticingly with each step. She bent over and collected her belongings. I was right behind her and snatched up my own.
“HEY!” A deep voice belted through the night. “Police! Stop!”
We kept running. I made it over the fence first, and helped Bailey. She jumped down with nervous laughter and we sprinted into the woods.
“We don’t wanna lead them back to your car, c’mon, this way!” I whispered, heading to the lake. We reached the dock and I looked back, the cop wasn’t around. Yet.
“We’re gonna have to get in,” I said.
“Okay, you first!” Bailey said, nervously.
Not wanting to make a splash, I dipped into the black water from the side of the dock. Bailey did the same, after tossing our clothes in the small boat beside us.
“Holy crap it’s freezing!!!” She said through chattering teeth. We bundled together, closer than ever. Her soft breasts pushed up against my chest and her doe eyes sparkled.
“There he is…” I muttered, as soft as possible.
The policeman’s flashlight shined down near us toward the lake. We maneuvered ourselves underneath the dock and I prayed he wouldn’t walk down on top of it. The light scanned the area and grew in size as he approached the water.
“Jim, come on. Just a couple of kids. They ain’t coming back,” a second voice called out.
“Right. Alright. I’ll tell the Vanders we scared em off.”
Bailey and I both took a massive sigh of relief. As soon as the light was gone, we pulled ourselves out of the water, still shivering uncontrollably.
“I got towels and blankets in my car,” Bailey said. “Let’s head back before we freeze to death.”
“Good idea,” I said.
We walked back laughing uncontrollably, slap happy from adrenaline.
“Craig, I am soooo sorry!” She said, after we had dried off and she had driven me home.
“For what? That was the most fun I’ve had all year!”
“Haha, yeah a little too much fun,” Bailey said. “Wasn’t how things were supposed to happen…but I’ll make it up to you!”
“Make what up? I told you, that was an awesome night.”
“Just….well, I’ll think of something,” she smiled and kissed me goodbye.
And later that night, she did think of something. She sent me a smiling Snapchat, topless, with her perfect bare tits on display!
“Told ya I’d make it up to you

……. Show anyone n I’ll kill u lol”
Is what the caption read. But I was about to die from excitement right then and there anyway.