All Chapters of One Night. One Sin.: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Fast-forward. After prom, it was just shy of two weeks until graduation. Autumn was, along with most students, mostly preoccupied with studying for finals and wrapping up end-of-term projects. She was exceptionally giddy at counting down the days until she was 'free', and that we didn't have to hide anymore. Yes, yes, she rolled her eyes, it can't be too obvious, too fast... But we'll be able to be together! I tried my hardest to hide my own excitement and be the mature, reserved one. She had been mentioning that her parents had been hinting at a big surprise for her graduation, and once Autumn thinks there's a secret about her, she has to know. I just assumed it'd be a new car or something, and didn't really give it all that much thought. At the time, I just interpreted her excitement as kind of, I dunno, juvenile I guess. But then again, I'm not too big on surprises. It was the day before the big day. My cell had been off for some reason, and when I clicked it on, I noticed severa

My mind reeled, trying to remember, trying to figure out what she was up to. "Autumn..." "I said I always fantasized about, um..." she began to walk towards me, "...you and me... in your chair. That chair," she nodded behind my desk. I remembered now. Very clearly. Flashes of me on my back, on her bed. Her body slowly rising up and down, sensually fucking me, telling me her fantasy. "Do you remember?" she prodded. My mouth had dried up. "Yeah," I croaked. "So I have a confession," she reached out and grabbed my wrist. My fear of the situation, of just being in my classroom, made me oddly compliant. She gently pulled me around the side of the desk, toward the chair. She can't be serious... "Huh..." I mumbled. "The kiss wasn't what I came here for." The blatant insinuation knocked at least a little sense into me. I was standing by my chair, but still standing. I put my hands up, "Autumn... We're still- there are still people around..." She looked down at herself, and w

NEW STORY TOPIC: MISUNDERSTANDING WITH KAYLEESynopsis: It's spring break and Kaylee, a freshman in college, doesn't have the means to go on an exciting vacation like her classmates. Desperate to get away from her dorm, she decides to make the short trip to visit her older sister for the holiday. Once there, she resolves to try and seduce her sister's boyfriend, who also lives there. He finds himself reluctantly attracted to Kaylee, and tries his hardest to resist her advances for the next week. The story takes place from his point of view…**************************+18************************* I don't know if you've got a guestroom or a spare bed. If you do, maybe you'll know what I'm talking about. So you have the bed there, right? Nobody sleeps in it. It's there, just in case, you know? So, the sheets are clean. Maybe the one on top has some dust, but who cares? So why is it, when that rare circumstance comes along that somebody else does come to stay at your place, that you're f

Melissa was only going into work for a few early hours the next day so she could spend the rest of it all with Kaylee. I was loafing around myself, planning to go in for a few hours in the afternoon, but I was still up early. Eventually Kaylee found her way out of bed and had taken a shower. I have to admit that at least a little part of me wanted to try and accidentally find myself near the bathroom so I might get a chance to glimpse her in a towel. Once again I admonished myself and firmly planted my ass in the kitchen. Despite my halfway noble intentions, Kaylee decided to intervene. She came trotting out, a light purple towel wrapped around her body, her hair still wet and dripping down her shoulders. Entering the kitchen, she waved frantically at me. "Sorry, but I totally need coffee! I always drink it while I, uh, dry off and get dressed…" "Um, sure, there's still some left over. I'll uh, one sec…" I hurriedly got up from my seat and grabbed a mug. I wasn't exactly sure

After dinner, the girls informed me we were going to have a 'pajama party' and watch a movie. They picked up some teen humor movie about hijinks in college. "So you can see what I have to put up with these days," Kaylee smiled. I wasn't really in the mood, but I knew better than to go against two women when they had their heart set on something frivolous. Melissa and I changed into pajamas; they were nothing special. Just your typical plaid pants and a tee-shirt. We came back out and put in the movie. Melissa immediately stole one side of the couch. Then patting the middle cushion next to her, "You can sit next to me!" I gave her a dry smile and sank in next to her. Honestly, it didn't occur to me right then that I'd be sitting in the middle. Not until she came out. Kaylee's pajamas consisted of a pair of extremely tiny, pink shorts and a little top that cut away at the stomach in the shape of a triangle. It would cover her skin or reveal it depending on the way she moved. She also