Time to leave!

"Fucking hell Emily, that was way too close" Matt said eventually after he was sure his dad had gone back downstairs.

"God, that was so awkward. Uhhrrr. Do you think he knew what we were up to?" You wonder.

"I dunno, probably. Fuck. Why did you keep saying swallow and eaten and shit like that?" Matt asked, slightly annoyed.

"Oh my god, I don't know!" You laugh back. "I just couldn't think of anything... and my brain was just like 'say swallow!' I mean to be fair, can you blame me if i wasn't thinking straight? I had to literally swallow your load with your dad looking right at me! That's fucked up"

"You're right, man I'm sorry" Matt walked up to you and held your hands, he continued "I should have had more control, I fucked up"

You smile at him and pull him in closer. He puts his arms around your lower back. He is a head taller than you and you rest your head on his chest. This is nice you think. "Its Ok, it's been quite a fun afternoon", you pull away slightly, look up at him, and pull a face "except... for that last bit... But, I enjoyed doing that stuff for you earlier. It was pretty sexy actually. I hope you don't think I'm some kind of slut now and blank me all term. I don't make a habbit of..."

Matt cuts you off "Emily, don't be stupid. I've fancied you for ages. Wow, I still can't believe that happened! It's been the best afternoon of my life, I swear."

You embrace him again, genuinly relieved.

"And on that note.. I really need to get going, sorry." you say, then break off the hug and start to gather your things. You head into the bathroom just to quickly make sure there's no visible cum on your face, or hair, or anywhere that you'd missed, then you put on your jacket, checking to see that it covers up all the stains on your top. The only stain now visible is on your leggings so you rub at it to fade it away a little. That'll have to do.

Matt walks with you down the stairs. "I'd better say bye to your parents" you tell Matt, then you open the living room door.