1. My Best studies ever


    Date: 12/20/2016, Categories: True Story, Author: sexlifesl, Rating: 81.3, Source: sexstories.com

    " My Best studies ever " I had to admit that this day is going a lot better that I could have dreamed; my parents were out of town for the next couple of weeks on business and they entrusted me to stay at home by myself. Having turned the ‘big eighteen’ a few weeks back this marked a big day for me, to have a taste of freedom for the first time ever, and yet they somehow seemed to know what would happen, or probably happen, while they were gone; my dad sat me down and explained some simple rules: “Benjamin, if you do have company over while we are gone the basic thing is – clean up all your messes, there is to be no booze at all, and no major parties – do not upset the neighbors at all; we are trusting you on this so do not abuse it in the least while we are gone.” After that, as always he scuffs up my hair while mother fusses and frets about how it makes me look like a shaggy dog. I know they mean well, it’s just at time it gets annoying. Then again they’re my parents, so it could be much, much worse. This afternoon I had talked my friend Samantha, who also has turned eighteen a week ago, into coming over for our usual studies instead of her place as was our custom; her parents knew my folks were gone and told her ‘you can trust him; he’s a very good boy.” I just wanted to roll my eyes and grin; they talked like I was a dog or something instead of another human being. Samantha’s wide grin and giggles showed the same thoughts went on behind those wonderful brown eyes that ...
    danced with such mischief. What a sight we must have made in our school uniforms – me in tan shirt and khaki pants, tie and vest, polished black dress shoes that kill the feet within two minutes; she though looked radiant in her uniform, the same outfit as mine – the school not allowing girls to wear skirts or gowns of any kind. Her shirt and vest hid away most of the wonderful form I imagined was underneath; not that it matters as I know that I never will see it. What I personally admired in her is the constant sunshine smile, her amber eyes and short, bouncing brown hair that just reflects the sunlight perfectly. Two hours of study time came and went, algebra, basic chemistry, and advanced honors English – the class in which I met Samantha. During the break we were taking I went to make some sandwiches and grab us a couple of sodas; she had gotten a phone call from her mother, and I just ignored the conversation, figuring it to be their business and no one else’s. At the least until I caught one part “…are you sure it’s okay for me to stay over mom? I mean, we have those tests in a couple of days and I want to make sure we get the study time in…yes mother I know that he is a ‘very good boy who does nothing wrong.’ Mother he is not a dog, he is a human and my friend…yes…yes…so I can stay the night then? Okay!” She gave the ‘V’ for Victory sign and a coy smile that added to the impish glimmer in her eyes; though what she was planning I had no idea; though somehow ‘studying’ ...
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