They are interrupted

Still standing in the girl's washroom with his pants around his ankles, an unsuspected event took place. Karen Faulkner came bursting through the door. He saw her sky blue eyes slowly trail down towards his cock as they widened. He heard a scream pierce his eardrums, deafening him.

"Chill out, Karen," said Rachel, coming to his rescue. He was glad that she showed up.

"He was helping me with our project."

"Oh...he was?” Karen shyly asked, with her face wearing an embarrassing shade of red. Her beautiful eyes glanced back toward his nude figure curiously.

"Yup!” Rachel chimed in to her nerdy friend. He pulled up his pants, seeing that Rachel was now fully clothed too.

"I'm sorry. I really didn't mean to scream,” Karen quickly apologized, in an almost sobbing tone of voice.

"No problem, if I was in your position I'd do the same thing. Who wouldn't be surprised?” He tried to comfort the brunette, and it worked, as she unleashed a dazzling smile. He intensely stared into her soft, blue eyes, and she smiled, looking downwards, towards the floor. She was really shy.

"John, remember we still have to finish our projects," Rachel informed him quickly.

‘Is she more concerned about the project or something else?’ He questions himself.

"Oh ya...but what if we're interrupted again?” he smartly questioned, worrying that a teacher may walk in next.

"Not here silly.” She smiled at him as she cutely rolled her eyes.

"Ummm, could you guys take this somewhere else, I'd like to use the washroom,” Karen explained, interrupting his plans to finish his project.

He and Rachel complied with her request as they left the girl's restroom. He was sure glad that awkward situation was over and done with. As he walked through the hallways in silence, Rachel broke the ice.

"Why don't we go to your house?” Rachel softly asked him, with a spark of hope in her emerald, green eyes.

"Can't, my bratty sister will be sure to bother us,” he said truthfully, knowing full and well what a pain she could be.

"How about your house?” he questioned the sexy redhead, but this time he had the look of hope in his eyes.

"Well, I think my mom is working now,” she slowly answered, with a look of deep concentration on her face. “She could be home though.” Her face was still in a concentrating mode.

"What's the matter," he said as he questioned her facial expression.

"I’m thinking of where we can do this,” she responded, still lost in her thoughts. He also thought of places where they could finish. ‘Why did the interruption have to take place during my turn?’ he pondered, feeling disappointed and cheated. He might not even get to examine the sexy redhead now.

“Do you have any ideas?” she questioned him with her soft, angelic voice.

“I have none,” he truthfully said. He concentrated hard, trying to think of a plan. He had gone too far to even think of giving up now. This was a once in a lifetime opportunity.

He awaited her next words impatiently.