We still had one thrill remaining – drying each other off. I buffed her boobs and butt and she cradled my cock in the soft cotton towel. It was still erect and would have loved to have more action. But we were out of time. Deb kissed the tip of my cock, stood up and we French kissed in earnest for a minute or two, my hands drifting down to her butt. The kiss finally broke and we stood apart. I know I didn’t want it to ever end, and I don’t think she did either. She headed to her bedroom and I headed for the living room where my backpack was. I put on shorts and a T-shirt. I was still half hard and would have headed back to the bathroom to rub one out, but I thought I would enjoy showing off my semi and jerking off later.
I enjoyed the rest of that weekend and many more to come. She treated more me more like an equal after that and included me in the kidding and innuendo. The kiss greetings were a bit more forceful and she gave me quick fondles or slaps on the ass now and then. I did take the chance of cupping her ass cheeks or tweaking her braless nipples when I thought nobody could see us. You probably think the story should continue as a treesome or a hot sex session later on. But sadly, it was not to be. I definitely came of age that weekend, but it was both the beginning and the end. What happened was so awesome. And that was it.