"Annabelle, Michael! Is that you?" Mom shouts from the kitchen. "Yeah!" We both say in unison. "What's for dinner?" Michael asks as soon as he walks into the kitchen. "Probably something that I can make quickly, so potatoes and salad maybe." She continues washing the dishes.
"Oh, mom. Is it ok if Stu comes over tonight?" I ask, grabbing a banana from the fridge. "I don't see why not. Call him, tell him he can have dinner with us." She smiles. "Ok." I walk over to the phone.
"Hey."
"Hey there, doll."
"Shut up. Anyways, my mom said you can come over for dinner if you want?"
"I'll be right over."
"He said he'll be right over." I put down the phone. "What time is dad back from work?" Michael asks. "I'd say about six thirty." Mom drys her hands.
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Me, mom and Michael are all watching tv, when we hear a knock at the door. I get up from my space on the couch, and walk over to the front door. As soon as I open it, Stu runs in, and sits in my place on the couch.
"God, Stu. That was my space." I complain. "Oh, no worries. Sit on my lap." He says. "No." I sit in front of him on the floor. "Suit yourself." He shrugs.
"I'm gonna get started on dinner." Mom gets up from the couch. I get up from the floor, and sit in moms spot, which is next to Michel who is between me and Stu.
"Going to my room. Tired." Michael gets up. "Wanna go to your room." Stu looks at me. I ignore him. "That wasn't a no." He says surprised. "Wasn't a yes either." I keep my eyes on the tv. "So a maybe." He goes on. "Fine, maybe." I sigh. I can see him smile from the corner of my eye.
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"Dinners ready!" Mom shouts for us all. Michael comes running downstairs whereas me and Stu only have to walk to the next room.
"This smells great, Mrs. Duncan!" Stu smiles. I roll my eyes. "Oh please, Stuart. Stop calling me that! your basically family! call me Lorraine!" She sets our food down infront of us. "Thanks Mom." Me and Michael say. "Thank you Lorraine." Stu picks up his fork.
Mom walks into the living room to watch tv, cause she wants to eat with dad. I turn to Stu. "Shut up, and stop acting all different around our parents." I whisper. "Why? It's fun." Stu says. "Just act like yourself, Jesus Stu."
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Michael is in his room, and mom is downstairs with dad, and then me and Stu are both in my room, talking about random shit.
"Wanna watch a movie?" I ask. "Sure, halloween?" He suggests. "Yeah." I shrug. "But don't try anything, Stu." I warn. "No promises here." He lays down on my bed.
I turn on the movie, and I lay back really close to Stu. "Your laying awfully close there, babe." He says cockily. "Mhm." I hum, not paying attention to anything he's saying.
He twirls my hair around his finger, making me look at him. "What are you doing?" I laugh at him. "Playing with your hair. Why is it so soft? How do you do that?" He asks confused. "Shampooing and conditioning." I turn to loom back at the tv.
"Annie, have you ever actually had sex before?" Stu asks me. "No, Stu. If I did, I would've told you." I say in a duh tone. "Would you?" He leans on one arm staring at me. "Mhm." I look up at him.
He leans down, and connects our lips. At first I'm shocked, but then I kiss him back. When Stu always asks to have sex or joke about something like this, I always think he's joking.
I place my hand on the back of his head, pulling him closer if possible. He gets on top of me, his legs either side of me. He pulls away from the kiss, and starts kissing my neck.
He kisses right under my ear, making me whimper. He pulls away, looking at me. "Was that a whimper I heard?" He teases. "Oh, be quiet." I chuckle.
He goes back to kissing my neck. He suddenly starts sucking on it, making me gasp. He smiles against my neck, and then he slightly tugs on my shirt. "I'm going to take off your shirt now, ok?" He kind of asks, pulling away from my neck. "Ok." I smile at him, letting him pull off my shirt.
He kisses my chest, and leaves a hickey there. I run my hand through this short hair. "I'm also gonna take off your pants, and underwear if that's ok?" He asks. "That's ok, Stu." I nod. He takes off my pants and underwear.
He gets off of me, and starts undressing. I unclip my bra, and throw it where the other clothes are. He climbs back on top of me, and starts rubbing my clit, making me moan slightly. He positions himself by my entrance, and looks at me. "This might hurt." He warns me. I just nod.
He pushes into me slowly, making me bite my lip. He starts moving slowly, and I wrap my arms around him. "Shit, it hurts." I whisper to him. He pulls out, and goes back in to make it less painful. He buries his head in my neck, and starts going slightly faster.
The pain is a bit better, more bearable now. "Better?" He asks. I nod, and let out a moan. He lifts his head up to look at me, and he bites his lip to stop him from moaning.
(I'm really bad at writing smut because I do not write it a lot, so yeah, just time skip after they've done it. Also might actually write like proper smut, like full on in a different chapter).
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Stu pulls me onto his chest, and pushes my hair back. "Are you ok?" He asks me, kissing my head. "Yeah, but my legs and shit ache." I laugh, as does he. "Was this just sex, Stu? Or did it actually mean something?" I ask, genuinely confused and wanting to know. "If it didn't mean anything, I wouldn't have had sex with you would I?" He states. I nod.
The smut was so bad😹😹😹
