[joejitsu]

When I was in high school I was dating a girl a couple of years younger then me. She was a beautiful blonde with a slim dancer's body. small breasts and creamy skin. We had been dating for a couple of months and she had a really cool family. Her folks didn't care when we hung out with them at their house in the den watching R-rated movies on cable. I think her mom had the hots for me a little since she was always touching me on the arm and back and hugging me when her husband and my GF weren't in the room.

One night my GF invited me over to their house for a movie night. When I got there her parents and sister were all in the living room with knapsacks, flashlights, and a tent along with other gear. They told me that they were going on a campout with her younger sister's Girl Scout group and wouldn't be back until the morning! My GF started popping popcorn and we saw them off. They told us to enjoy our movie (like I said, her parents were really cool).

After we settled in on the couch to watch the movie we started necking. We hadn't done anything much more than heavy kissing before and her hand slid down to my chest. I started working my hand in the same direction on her. She began unbuttoning my shirt and kissing down my neck to my chest. We continued exploring each other through our clothes...when there came a loud pounding on the front door. Thinking it was her parents we quickly rearranged our clothes, settled the pillows back in place on the couch and went to the front door together. It turned out it was a guy we both knew from school. He had come by unannounced and uninvited. We talked to him through the screen door and it became apparent he was not going to leave. I didn't want to throw him out because he was her good friend and I didn't want to sink any chance I might have later that evening by making her mad at me. She invited him in and we had a long awkward conversation with him. He eventually made himself at home on the couch to watch the movie and wouldn't budge. I stayed there until nearly my curfew before he finally left and by then we were both pretty pissed at him and out of the mood. I kissed her goodnight and went home.

We broke up a few weeks later and never had a chance to be alone like that again. I found out later on that the guy had a crush my GF but she wouldn't go out with him because we were dating. I think she must have told some of her friends that she had something "special" planned for that night and he heard about it and decided to break it up. I've never forgiven him for blowing what could have been an incredible evening.