The Perfect Match
by Vanessa Evans

Part 02

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Christmas Break.

Things were quite quiet until Christmas, although Sara tells me that she often wears just a top when she goes to the communal kitchen and lounge in her flat as well as mine. Apparently she has had a few compliments about her being bottomless, but no one has complained so she keeps doing it.


Both Sara and I have told our parents about the new, significant other in our lives, and both sets of parents had invited us to spend Christmas with them.

This left us with the dilemma of what to do. Neither Sara, nor I, wanted to upset our parents so one night after we’d ravished each other’s bodies, we decided that we’d both go to our respective parent’s house on Christmas Eve, then on Boxing day I would travel to Sara’s parent where we’d spend a couple of nights. That over, we’d travel back to my parents for a couple of nights before we’d go back to the university.

Coincidentally, we both have one sibling, a brother that is around a year younger than we are.

Sara was a little worried about going to her parents because she was sure that her religious mother would have a go at her for wearing such short skirt, and possibly no bras.

“Just tell her that all the girls at the university wear skirts that short.”

“What if I accidentally flash my pussy to my father or brother?”

“Well I doubt that a 17 year-old boy is going to complain, and if your father says anything then just throw it back at him by telling him that good fathers don’t spy on their daughters.”
 
“Good idea, try to embarrass him, but there’s another problem, I doubt that my mother will let us share a bed, she still lives in the nineteenth century, you’ll probably have to use an airbed in my brother’s room.”

“What, no night and morning lovemaking sessions, how will I survive?”

“How will I survive?” Sara replied.

“It’s okay for you, you can use your vibrator to make you cum. There’s no way that I’m going to wank if your brother is in the room.”

“Good point, maybe some other opportunity will arise?”

“I hope so.”


Most students left for home as soon as classes finished which left Sara being the only one in her flat for a few days, only she wasn’t on her own, I moved into her room with her and we had a great time. Sara insisting that, A, she spend those days totally naked, and B, we fuck as much as we can to make up for what we wouldn’t be able to do whilst we were at our parents houses.

That would work for me so that’s what we did, only going out to get some food. Sara did order a pizza one day, and made herself very horny by opening the door to the delivery guy totally naked.

We did enjoy our cold pizza.


We were both a little depressed when we parted at the train station on Christmas Eve.


I was a little depressed until Boxing Day although we did have phone video sex when we were alone in our beds.

There was one bit of good news that my mother gave me when we were eating the first evening. One of my great aunts had died a few months previous and her Will had just been published. For a reason unknown to me, she had left quite a bit of money to both me and to my brother.

Aunt Beth had been a nice old lady and when we had visited her I often spent hours listening to her stories, possibly because there was nothing else to do, but they were amusing stories.

Anyway, my mother couldn’t put an a number to what Max and I would get, but she estimated that it might reach 5 figures.

Both Max and I were gob-struck, neither of us had any idea that aunt Beth was rich.

My mother also couldn’t put a date on when we would get the money but she guessed that it would be around Easter.


The time until I was leaving to go to Sara’s parents house went much the same as every other Christmas that I’d had there, except that I really wanted to be with Sara.

I hadn’t broached the subject of sleeping arrangement when Sara would be there, but just before I left, my mother said,

“I’ll wash the sheets on your bed so that they’ll be nice and fresh for you and Sara, I’m looking forward to meeting her.”


At the train station near Sara’s parents house it was a bit like those romantic novel meeting where 2 lovers run to each other and hug for ages. We were both very happy to be together again and we swore that it wouldn’t happen again. 


On the bus we couldn’t stop talking while Sara held one of my hands. My other hand was under the front of her coat and her skirt, and I played with her clit as we talked.

Sara told me that she had accidentally flashed her pussy to her father while she was getting something from a low cabinet in the kitchen, and that he’d asked her why she wasn’t wearing any knickers.

Remembering what I had suggested, Sara had shut him up, and made his face go quite red before he left the kitchen saying no more.

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