Hanging out with Ashley

You pick up your books, trying to hide the bulge in your jeans, your eyes caught by Ashley's teasing smile. She bites her lip and glances at your crotch, then gives a little giggle, that makes your cock twitch. She leans towards you, bumping against your shoulder as she puts her books in her backpack.

"You want to hang out Jimmy?" she whispers to you, her voice breathy. "Or do you have to run home?"

"I want to hang out," you answer, your voice low and hoarse.

"Cool," she gives you a teasing grin, picking up her stuff and sauntering out the door, looking back over her shoulder at you as she walks. Hurriedly, you grab your stuff and follow her into the hallway. It's largely empty now, with school over for more than an hour. A few of the other people from detention are visible, but none are paying attention to the two of you.

You catch up to Ashley, and she gives you another teasing grin. You smile back, trying to look cool, but feeling that you probably look more like a horny geek.

You're searching for something to say when she opens the door to a stairwell and tugs your arm to urge you in with her. She pushes herself against you, wrapping a hand behind your neck, her mouth soft and wet on yours, her hot tongue electric. The feel of her lithe body has your cock straining at your pants, and you hold her close, kissing her back. She rakes her fingers down your body as she kisses you, her breathing heavy in your mouth. After a moment she pulls away, gasping slightly, looking into your face with sultry eyes.

"Are your parents home?" she asks, her voice soft and urgent.

"Yeah," you gulp. "My mom is."

"So is mine," she says, pouting for a moment. Her eyes sparkle suddenly. "I know a place we can hang out. Come on."