Cool but defrosting.

I pull up outside Katherine’s house and go and knock on the front door. Her Mom answers the door and I tell her I’m here to pick Kat up and take her to a party with Rebecca and I. She calls out to Kat that there’s someone here for her with Kat calling back from upstairs that she’s almost ready and to send them up. I head up the stairs from the entrance to the house with some small trepidation. Kat doesn’t know it’s me here to pick her up and is probably expecting it’s Rebecca. Would she be so keen to have me come up if she’d known who it really was?

I follow the sound of music to Katherine’s room where I knock on the door saying, “it’s only me.”

Katherine jumps at the sound of a male voice. Twirling around from where she had been putting the finishing touches of her makeup on in a mirror. Katherine is wearing a short plaid skirt and white singlet underneath a tight denim jacket. The hem of the skirt rising up as she spins on the spot.

Katherine blushes at being caught unawares in her room like that saying, “oh I thought you were Rebecca.”

I explain that Becky hasn’t finished getting ready and asked me to pick her up instead. Kat accepts it all without saying another word. Her silence continuing until she leads me back downstairs and kisses her Mom goodbye saying she’ll be home before midnight. Katherine’s mom wishes us a good time, telling her daughter she’ll leave a key under the mat on the back porch.

In the car on the drive back over the silence is becoming deafening and I try and resist the urge to break it with small talk. I suddenly feel so weird around Katherine and I hate the feeling. Eventually, I blurt out, “did I do something wrong? Are you mad at me?”

“Pull over,” Katherine tells me and I’m terrified about what she’s going to say to me. I slide the car up against the curb, bumping the tyre-wall against the concrete as we come to a stop outside a deserted park.

When we have come to a complete stop, Katherine takes a moment to put her words together, “I just feel like I’m being left behind by you guys.”

“You’re not being left behind Kat! I came and picked you up didn’t I. You're coming to the party with us,” I say, missing the point of what Katherine was getting in.

“That’s not what I mean. Look, Carla and Lyndsay are doing it, you and Rebecca are going to do it and I’m going to be the only one left a virgin still!”

I can’t tell Katherine that I’m not a virgin any more after having sex with Heather that day but I try and comfort her in some way I can. “You have nothing to worry about! You are gorgeous and so fucking sexy! Trust me, I know, I’ve seen you. It will happen for you don’t you worry.”

Katherine takes in my words and plays with the hem of her short skirt. “I wanted to dress all sexy because you would be there tonight.”

“And you do!” I tell her, “I’m getting all hard now just looking at you.”

I wasn’t a lie. Any talk of sex was enough to start me off and Katherine in her little skirt wasn’t helping anything either. Especially not the way she looked down at my crotch after what I just told her.

“God I wish you and Becca would just do it already so you could fuck me afterwards!” Katherine tells as she spreads her legs and starts to lift her skirt, exposing her shiny red panties to me.

“You’d want to play around on your friend like that?” I ask, incredibly turned on now by the thought of messing around with Katherine behind Rebecca’s back.

“We could mess around a bit now if you want? I could have taken just as long as Rebecca to get ready…” Kat says as she lifts a leg over the centre console of the car, her skirt all the way up now, panties digging into her crotch luridly.

Should I take the risk and fool around with Kat first?