A condom packet.

Michaels face is burning red as he pulls a small blue box from his pocket. The corner of which is what Robyn had felt stabbing into her leg.

“Is that what I think it is?” Robyn asked in disbelief.

“I’m so sorry Robs. I shouldn’t have brought them. I didn’t mean to think that anything would happen like that,” Michael hammers out an apology.

Robyn is thrilled to see the condom packet in fact. Its unopened and completely new. That means that Emma didn’t have sex with Michael this afternoon!

“It’s ok Michael,” she says to the desperately embarrassed young man, bringing an end to his apologies. “In fact, I’m kinda glad you did.” A big smile on her face.

“Really?” Michael says not able to believe he isn’t in trouble.

Robyn nods, “Ah huh.”

“Really?” A massive smile starting to form on Michaels face too.

Robyn nods her agreement a second time.

“Oh my God, where?” Michael asks, taking Robyn with his arms and kissing her with a greater passion than moments before.

“In the car,” Robyn tells him, pressing her wanting body to his.

She feels his body respond to hers, a sizely bulge soon forming in his pants. The two young sweethearts pressing themselves against each in the urgency of passion.

Not wanting to wait, Robyn takes Michael’s hand and leads him back to the car. Their destination the backseat this time. Robyn climbs in first and removes the light blue denim jacket she had worn for the date. Michael follows her into the backseat, his hips and legs, moving between Robyn’s open thighs. Robyn pulls Michael on top of her, loving the feeling of his powerful body pressing her into the rear seat of the station wagon. Her nails quickly clawing Michaels shirt from his body.

Robyn’s legs wrap around Michaels hips as he starts grinding his hard member against her. The light bohemian style summer dress riding up her thighs to leave her panties exposed. Michaels rubbing soon causing a damp patch to form in her pure white panties.

“Take this off,” Robyn says tugging at the waist band of Michael’s pants.

He obeys and pulls away to unbutton his trousers, drawing them down off his legs and into the floor well of the car. Robyn too shimmies out of her dress having not worn a bra. Robyn once again climbs onto Michaels lap, something very different sticking up into her this time.

Robyn presses her petite breasts to Michaels chest as they kiss. Feeling Michaels hard cock through her panties and his boxers, she starts the slide her hips against him. Her pussy sliding up and along his shaft. Both are breathing heavy from the extremely hot rubbing taking place.

“Oh Robyn, that feels so good,” Michael moans as she continues to ride against.

“Yeah,” Robyn agrees. “Did you want to put that condom on now?”