Sneaky (part 1)

Chapter 6

I parked my car down the street from Shawn's house later that day.
I went into the backyard and let myself in and used the back stairway, when I entered his room, he was tangled up in his sheets, asleep.
I climbed into bed next to him, and I began to kiss his back and draw circles on his back with my fingers. Finally, he turned over and smiled at me, "Hey" he breathed.
I didn't respond, I just kissed his cheek and went to the bathroom.
While I was washing my hands, Shawn came into the bathroom. He wrapped his arms around my waist and kissed my neck, I started feeling it and I turned around and looked into his eyes.
He grabbed my legs and lifted me up onto the sink, closing the door and locking it, he lifted my shirt over my head and pulling off my jeans he stood there and just looke at me.
"Well, are you gonna eat me out?" I asked anxiously and hornily
"I'm just admiring my baby, but yes I am," He said, and with that he tore of my thong and lifted my legs up on the vanity. His tongue began to caress my insides, he made me go crazy and he loved when I said things in Spanish. He stopped for a moment kissed my thighs, he played with my clit in the meanwhile and then dove back in. It was fantastic!

I followed him back into the bed, and I layed with him for a while.
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Next thing I know, Shawn jerked up from his lying position.
"What's wrong?" I asked
"My mom's gonna be home in 10 minutes," He said looking at the clock
"Fuck, Shawn why didn't you set an alarm or something?!" I yelled
I ran into the bathroom and put my clothes on, I grabbed the brush I stored in Shawn's closet and brushed out my hair. Finally I sprayed my perfume, and gathered up my stuff from school,
"Bye, baby." I sing-songed
He waved from his messy bed and rolled back over to sleep.
I ran down the back stairs and through the gate of his backyard, runnin down the street like an idiot a white Range Rover drove past, slowing down the tinted window rolled down.
"Darling, are you lost?" A red haired lady asked, she leaned over her tan suede interior and peered over the lense of her ray bands.
"No, I'm not thanks very much." I said huffily throwing my things in the back seats of my car.
"Oh, well if you're looking for the heights, which you probably are. It's not anywhere near here," She said snobbily, "In addition, if you or your mother are ever in need of a job as a maid I'm looking for one."
"You know my ma?" I asked
"No, I'm just assuming since you look Mexican your mother must be a maid, it's hard for immigrants to find substantial jobs." She stated
"I'm not Mexican, and my mom isn't an immigrant she's a teacher." I told the woman
"Oh a Spanish teacher, how quaint."
"She teaches Math," I said
"Well, you look like a good maid. My son Shawn is alway leaving his bed and the house a mess," She told me
When I heard the name Shawn, I snapped to attention.
"I might just take you up in that offer," I said smirking
"Oh goody!" Shawn's mom exclaimed, driving off
Once she was gone, I climbed into my car and drove off.