Sex, In Style

I can't remember what happened at the beginning of the night. I'm sure we went out for coffee or something, but if I had to bet my life on it, I wouldn't. All I can remember is what happened in the mini van.

Since Ben had just returned from Germany he was back living at home. I was just in town visiting so that left me at home as well. Finding a make out spot was becoming difficult.

We drove around town looking for somewhere to park, where we would be unnoticed. We finally pulled into what we thought was a deserted farm gateway off a dusty old side road. No time was wasted.

The passion was intense. Clothes were coming off in no time at all.
"God you're so hot Kristen," he breathed.
I couldn't speak. I was still in complete shock that this was happening at all.
"So are you," I think I managed to get out.

He went up my shirt and unhooked my bra. I started to pull his shirt over his head. Before long we were naked in the passenger seat of his mini van.
"Oh Kristen," he sighed, "I don't want our first time to be in my parent's mini van," he finished, pulling himself up and smiling.
"I don't either," I said.
"When do you come back?" he asked.
"In a month," I stated.
He sat there for a moment, and then announced, "Fuck it. I'm not waiting that long."
And we had sex right there in the front seat.

Our bodies stuck together with sweat as he lied on top of me. We held each other as we caught our breath. The banging on the window jolted us back to reality.
"Sorry kids, time to go." a man's voice stated. Must have been Farmer Joe, clearly unimpressed with our trespassing.
"Sorry," Ben waved as he jumped into the front seat and hastily pulled away.
I stuggled to put on my clothes as we pulled on to the main road.
"Well that was nothing but classy," he said laughing.
I joined in. What just happened? Did we just have sex? Yeah, yeah we did.

He pulled up to my parent's place. We didn't talk much about what had just happened.
"Well thanks again, Kristen," he said.
"Thank you," I responded.
"I'm sure I'll talk to you soon," he replied.
"Absolutely," I confirmed.
With a quick kiss good bye, I was out the door.

That night, as I tried to fall asleep, I didn't know what to think. I was dizzy. I felt good, but part of me felt regretful. Not that I really wished we hadn't slept together, but what it meant now that it had happened. 'Well', I though to myself, 'there goes any chance of us having any sort of serious relationship.' But I was ok with that. I didn't want to get tied down anyways.