Courtney's POV:
Having thoughts about sex, especially sex with your best friend during breakfast, with your family is not an ideal way to start your day.
Neither was having morning sex with said friend, but hey I'm not complaining.
I had to squeeze my legs together at every thought that came by, while also trying to present to everyone at the table that I was totally fine.
Kimberly seemed to be normal, content even. Her light-colored curls were now tied in a messy bun, in contrast to how they looked spread on my pillow earlier...
Fuck! Get out of my head!
She was as vibrant as ever, she even made light conversation with my father. Meanwhile, I could barely function, my whole face must be bright red.
Good for her I guess, at least she got a happy ending, unlike me and now I have to stay here in agony surrounded by my family. I was left unsatisfied and still very much horny. It's crazy how we are supposed to have a normal breakfast today while not one of my family knows that I just had the hottest sex of my life.
I continue to poke at my food, practically squirming in my chair and from time to time I begin to notice Kimberly checking in on me. Her eyes always find their way back to me, I look into hers, my greys looking into her hazels. She probably read what was going on with me, she smirks at the sight of my legs being crossed.
She leans into my ear "Lets just take my car, I'll drive us to school." Her voice came in raspy, making me shiver, I couldn't say anything back, all of a sudden my mouth felt dry, so I just nodded back at her.
It didn't take long for us to finish our meal and get ready to leave, I practically ran to her car. As soon as she unlocked the car I jumped into the passenger seat.
The ride at first was silent, so I decided grow some balls and ask a question.
"Was that...? Have you ever..?" Real smooth Courtney. I should just throw myself right out the car.
Kimberly seemed to understand my question though, she looked at me with a thoughtful expression before turning her eyes back on the road "Yeah, I came."
"Oh" I said quietly. I mean what else was I supposed to say??
"Have you ever..?"
"No never" I said, Kimberly's eyes came back onto mine with a soft expression.
"Well that's fine, your the only person I've ever finished with, I've only done it on my own" She tried to comment lightly. I gave her a soft smile before returning to my thoughts.
I wondered how it came so easy for other people but not me. So I asked her, "What do you think about?"
Kimberly laughed wholeheartedly, I was curious of her answer but also a bit jealous of what it could be.
She looked at me again, this time a more serious expression read on her face. "You Courtney, it's always been you." A shy smile formed on her lips, the cheeks where her perfect freckles sat, was coated with a light pink. A small smile but it still allowed for her cute dimples to show. She was blushing. I noticed I had done the same, only that my smile was wider. It felt as if I won a trophy.
As we got close to our school, having it now come into view, I felt the need to simmer down my feelings. My late feelings of glee, had to be hidden away, I had to be normal now. I wonder why it hit me now seeing the building of my school in contrast to having a meal earlier with my family. But it doesn't matter now, as we approach school, this bubble that Kimberly and I have made has to be broken, and for me to act like a normal girl.
Not just around the kids I go to school with but my family too, I need to be more mindful of that for now on.
As Kimberly goes in for parking, I can see her slightly shift in her seat as well, trying to prepare or change to be more suitable for this school and for the area we live in.
As the car is now finally parked I reach for the handle but hesitate, I look back at Kimberly, who's eyes are straight ahead, I'm guessing she's also hesitant to leave this car. To leave this little world we created just the two of us, her and I, to be then forced to go back to reality. I try to offer her a smile.
"Common, we'll be late for school" I try to stay positive but inside I feel some sort of heaviness weighing down on me. I try to ignore it. But Kimberly seems to notice my effort and decides to play along too.
"Like you ever cared about being late, Courtney" Kimberly playfully rolls her eyes and gets out of the car after me. We make it up the doors of our massive school, I'm still hesitant to go in, but I push down my feelings and enter my school.
Since we're a little late there is barley anyone in the hallways, just me and Kimberly, instead of being in her car or in my room, I feel in a sense we have our own bubble just walking through this hall. Maybe Kimberly and I could have our own little world anywhere, location itself doesn't matter, as long as no one sees us of course.
I think I would be willing to hide for her.
I think I lo... I think I've always lov...
"Kimberly, Courtney, you girls are 20 minutes late for class and I just see you stroll in?? No effort to attend class whatsoever. Shame on you girls, go take your seats, you have a LOT to catch up on" Mr. Whatever he's name is announced as we stepped into his classroom.
Honestly I didn't have anything in me to say anything back, my mind being completely absorbed by my own thoughts. The kids around me look surprised, change in character I guess.
I have no use in paying attention, all my thoughts are Kimberly, so whatever class this is, is completely irrelevant to me. I mean all classes are anyways, most of what they teach you in school doesn't matter. Kimberly likes learning though, I can respect that, it's fun to see her so alert trying to soak up all the information she can.
She bit her lip the way she does when she's in deep thought. I sighed. Her hair laid beautifully down her back, only one strand of her curl in front of her face. Had it been a perfect world it would have been okay for me to do something about it. Had we been alone, I could have done something about that lip biting.
Maybe I could do something.
I tried to talk myself out of it but it wasn't much of a fair fight. I looked around to see if it was safe to do so and from underneath the table I swiftly put my hand on her knee.
It happened to her out of nowhere in the middle of our teacher lecture but I saw the surprise reaction in her eyes. They widened in shock, to then briefly flutter at the feeling of my thumb softy stroking her leg. Going higher to her thigh. She took a deep breath staring fiercely at the table, until I saw a smirk being formed on her face.
She moved her hand to the inside of my thigh, to my surprise as well, messaging it with her slender fingers. I grunted at the feeling, trying to use all my power not to let out anymore noise and to control my eyes from rolling backward.
"Courtney, is there something you would like to add?"
"n-no... no"
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Your life in 1995
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