I laughed as she looked my way.
Mari.
She looked so beautiful, even on the rare occasion she wore a dress.. I loved it.
I'd always had a crush on her and tonight was the night I'd tell her.
Peter had been acting up lately so I knew she wouldn't care what I had to say, as long as she knew.
"Hey, Lasercorn can I talk to you for a moment" she frowned her eyes darting from place to place before meeting with mine.
I smiled as the two of us walked past peter and his friend and down to the shed.
"What is it?" I smiled wider as I closed the door behind us.
I felt her grip me tightly as she turned me around and pressed me against the wooden door.
Our lips immediately meeting as we began to kiss.
I would have questioned why but I thought against it.
She began removing my shirt, her boyfriend metres away.
"Mari - what abo-"
"Shhhh" she stopped me as she unzipped my pants, dropping them the the floor.
"Do this with me and there will be no more peter to worry about." She smiled as she went back to kissing me.
I unzipped her dress, exposing her chest and panties meaning she wasn't wearing a bra.
I pulled her closer to me, my hands running along her back as I did.
She wrapped her legs around me so I pulled her up.
I would have carried her to a table or something but the shed was mostly empty aside from a tractor and the cement floor.
I walked her over to the cold, tin Walls, pressing her back against it.
I held her up as I pulled down my underwear and roughly thrusted into her, hearing the tin Walls shift slightly.
She was panting. Trying her hardest not to make noise.
I continued to kiss her, hearing her softly moan as I did.
I moved my hands to her hips as I began more roughly thrusting, for a second she practically almost screamed before biting down on her lip, to which her moans still came through.
I continued roughly pounding her as one of her hands began tugging at my hair.
She began biting my neck, trying to contain her moans and squeaks but the way her other hand clawed at my back was enough indication.
I got in a few more good thrusts when the loud and noticiable screech of the shed door snapped our attention.
The door was opening.
"Uh oh."
