Knock on her front door

John was not one for subterfuge or stealth so to say that knocking on the front door was his only plan was spot on. He did a little bit of reconnaissance, noting that her parent's cars were not in the drive way. She was swimming in the backyard pool. The high fences allowed her some privacy, but because John's room was on the second floor he had the perfect vantage point. Her long blonde hair moved with the water as her blue bikini left just enough for the imagination.

John rubbed his cock as she emerged from the water, a siren of next door. When she began to towel off he saw his moment, rushing out the door with VR headset in hand.

Knocking on her door he took a deep breath. Showtime, he thought.

The door opened, Sarah standing there in her bikini drying her hair off with a white towel. "Hi, John," she said with a smirk.

Seeing her this close in her bikini was more powerful than John had thought. He had to think hard to keep his "flagpole" from raising.

"Hey, Sarah," said John, "I'm sorry to bother you."

"It's no trouble. What's up?"

"I won an Occulus Rift," lied John as he raised the headset.

"Cool," said Sarah, bobbing her head to the side in a way John knew meant she was humoring him. "Any cool games?"

"Yeah, do you have a second. You don't have to get breakfast with your family or anything?"

"Oh, no. I have time, my parents decided to visit my gran in Florida. Come on in."

Sarah stood aside to let John in. The house was pretty much the same as it had always been, but with more of Sarah's awards.

"You should laydown if you want to try it out," said John. "One of the games is this awesome spy thriller and can cause motionsickness if you are standing."

Sarah nodded and placed a towel down on the couch. "It's not long is it?" She said as he laid down.

"Not at all," said John as he placed the headset over her eyes.

"Cool," she said, as it began to rev up.

She was lifeless while the device did its job. With five minutes to go, a moan of pleasure escaped her lips. John waited for Sarah to speak.

"That was amazing," she said finally, "I'm exhausted."

John removed the headset, revealing Sarah's deep blue eyes. "Hey there," she said her eyes transfixed on his.

"Hi there," said John.

She begun to squirm, "I-I- need to get dressed." She blushed. "Excuse me for a bit. Feel free to watch TV."

Sarah rushed upstairs. John was hopeful, the device was brand new and had a good track record. He turned on a DVR'd episode of Agents of SHIELD. By the time it was done he heard the clicking of high heels on hard wood floor. He turned around and his jaw nearly dropped.

Sarah was wearing a floral white satin dress that hugged to her hourglass figure. A pearl necklace hung just above her breasts. She had done up her hair and applied a bit of make up. John could tell that she wasn't even at her sexiest.

"I've been thinking," she said as she sashayed up to him, "Remember that favor you asked a while back?"

"Which one?" Said John being coy.

She was inches from his face, "John, I want to be with you. I was scared before and now... I'm not."

She put her hands on John's shoulders. "Will you have me?"

John didn't even hesitate, he kissed her passionately and hugged her closer. When they finally broke it, she smiled. "I take that as a yes," she said blushing.

"Will you go to prom with me?" Asked John.

"I thought you'd never ask."