Quickie

‘Mitch... ‘ Cindy giggled as I pulled her by the hand to the back door of my family’s house. The back porch light was on, and moths fluttered about it anxiously. We paused in front of the door, the fresh chill of the night air stirring around us. Cindy’s arms reached around my neck as she stood on tiptoe to kiss me, smiling and trying not to giggle. My arms encircled her waist and pulled her strongly into my body.

‘Ah... ‘ Her giggles dissolved into a soft moan against my mouth as my tongue pushed past her lips and she felt me begin to harden against her stomach. ‘Mm.’ She responded with a dizzying amount of passion that left my head spinning, but we pulled away from one another anyhow.

‘Shh,’ I warned her, with a teasing smile, putting a finger to her lips playfully. She smiled back in kind, pretending to nip at my finger, as I unlocked the back door.

The light over the stove was on, as it always was at night, and we crept down the back stairs like smugglers, quiet.

The door to my ro