Getting It Right
Copyright© 2025 by G Younger
Chapter 48
Coming of Age Sex Story: Chapter 48 - This is the second book in the Wrinkle in Time Trilogy. It is a stand-alone book with an all-new cast that embraces getting a second chance, a do-over. Fortunately, this time, Xander had a cheat: life experience. I’d become the old man who no longer gave a fuck about others’ opinions. The problem was that by the time I learned this, I died … or so I thought. I found myself thrown back in time to do it all over again. Could I get it right this time?
Caution: This Coming of Age Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Coercion Consensual Reluctant Fiction Humor School DoOver Sharing Gang Bang Group Sex First Facial Oral Sex Slow Violence
Caleigh took his breath away. He’d rated her a ten based on seeing her in a cheerleading outfit and her hair pulled back in a ponytail. She was just in a different league from other girls; no one could deny that. But with her hair styled and wearing makeup—DEAR GOD!
The dress alone would cause a riot at the dance. It was a red, body-hugging, plunging V-neck minidress that perfectly highlighted her curvy figure and barely covered the good stuff.
Xander had assumed Caleigh was built up top, but this dress showed off exactly how well-endowed she was. It must have been taped into place because she was obviously braless, and those gorgeous globes would otherwise have been sure to escape if she moved too much. He did see a hint of her thong, or they might not have made it to the dance.
If Caleigh were his daughter, Xander wouldn’t have let her out of the house. He noticed her dad was nowhere to be seen, so he asked her about it when they got into the van.
“Mom sent him to my uncle’s. He said to tell you that they’re preparing to go hunting this weekend and will be cleaning their guns,” Caleigh said with a smirk. “Now we have to go pick up Taryn.”
When they arrived at Taryn’s house, Xander guessed the girls had gone to the same place to buy dresses. While Taryn wasn’t curvy like her friend, she had the build of a runway model, and her ass was a work of art encased in her little black dress. If pressed, he would guess she was sans underwear.
Thankfully, he didn’t have to decide if he was an ass or tit man because he had both tonight.
The two of them looked like they were headed to a high-end nightclub, with paparazzi outside, capturing their images and sharing them with the world.
Xander was a little peeved when Caleigh got into the back with Taryn so they could ‘talk.’ They’d pointedly looked at the log running down his thigh that they’d caused. He might have to slip off and subdue the kraken, or it might rip through his slacks.
When they arrived at the dance, he felt like a king. All eyes were on him—or so he thought—as he walked into the dance with his dates on both arms. After their grand entrance and a table found, the girls took off to talk to their friends.
Yep, he’d been mistaken; all eyes were not on him. He understood what life was like for a Ken doll: it was all about Barbie.
Some Green Forest football players came over and talked to Xander while his dates made the rounds. They were glad he’d transferred so they wouldn’t face him next year.
He also learned some interesting tidbits about Caleigh and Taryn. Because of their looks, they hadn’t really dated—guys were too intimidated. Xander could understand that; no guy with zero personal experience wanted to ask out his dream girl.
Girls like those two would be Internet influencers at worst. If you became rich, maybe you could convince one of them to be your third trophy wife. She’d be the one who’d get it all when you finally saw her naked on your honeymoon and had a heart attack.
If asked, every guy there would kill to be him tonight. But the reality was none of them had it in them to have asked—not that it would have mattered, since it was a Sadie Hawkins dance. It was Xander’s flirting with the girls and his pursuit of Smoke Show that led them to ask.
Xander knew it was all thanks to the old man inside him. He’d slowed Xander down when he’d received the first message from Caleigh. The old man had told him that if he was too eager, Caleigh would chalk him up as just like every other guy who tried to get into her pants. Xander was sure he’d earned bonus points by playing her game of message tag for months.
He thought he’d blown it by listening to Angelica’s first-date advice: sticking his tongue down her throat before he even got off the front porch would never work. Thank God her dad was there, or Xander might’ve let the hormone devil take over completely and done unspeakable things in front of all the neighbors.
He was surprised when she messaged him a few weeks later.
So, as he shot the shit with the Green Forest guys, he was thinking, ’Don’t mess this up!’
Caleigh had a blast at the dance. The three of them danced all night, and her sides hurt from laughing so much.
When Xander dropped off Taryn, she gave him a nice kiss goodnight. Caleigh knew her friend wanted to do more than kiss him, but they’d talked, and Caleigh would get the first shot at winning him over.
On their way to her house, she made a decision.
“At the next road, take a right.”
“Don’t you have a curfew?” Xander asked.
Caleigh gave him her best smoky look and said, “It’s a lovely night. There’s a park up ahead that I’ve heard is a nice place to be alone. The moon is full, and it’s time for a little romance. We never finished our kiss.”
She couldn’t believe she was being so forward, but Xander had been a good sport all night, even though they’d teased him to death.
“I’m not going to argue with that,” Xander said.
“Just to be clear, I don’t mind a few kisses as long as you realize that’s all we’ll be doing.”
“Of course, you’re in charge. If you think I’ve gone too far, just say so, and I’ll stop.”
Caleigh tried to figure out whether she trusted him. She didn’t entirely, but he hadn’t given her any reason not to, so she nodded her assent.
“Let’s move to the back, where there’s more room,” Xander suggested.
He quickly lowered the middle row seats to give them access to the comfortable bench in the back.
Once she was seated, Xander pulled Caleigh into his arms and just held her lightly while she got comfortable next to him, then leaned in and tenderly kissed her. The first time he’d kissed her, she’d felt overwhelmed. This time, she felt more in control, which allowed her to relax. Maybe he was different.
As they kissed, Caleigh noticed Xander wasn’t being passive; he was softly caressing her, which increased her enjoyment. His slow stroking became the equivalent of background noise until she realized he was now rubbing her bottom. Caleigh stiffened slightly, wondering whether she should protest, but before she could say anything, the offending hand dropped to rest against her upper thigh and stayed there.
Caleigh calmed herself and returned to making out with Xander. She allowed her own hand to wander as she fondled his abs and kissed him. It wasn’t long before his hand caressed her inner thigh, moving upward until he touched the edge of her thong. Caleigh grabbed his hand and moved it from between her legs.
Xander calmly moved it back up to her shoulder, tenderly stroking the top of her back. Then he moved around to drift his hand across her chest, just above her cleavage. His fingers brushed the top of her breasts, tracing across them to where her cleavage dipped into the V-neck.
Her mind swirled with confusion. Should she stop him? The counterargument was that he hadn’t done anything but touch exposed skin. Besides, Caleigh loved kissing him and didn’t want to stop. And his gentle touch excited her. He’d also promised to stop if she didn’t like anything.
It was decision time when Xander let his fingers dip under the edge of the dress, and she stiffened when they caressed her nipple. She reached up to stop him, but it felt too good. Caleigh found her hand had covered his, but now held it in place.
The cool night air made her realize that he’d freed her breasts from the confines of her dress. Taryn had convinced her to buy it over Caleigh’s protest that it was too revealing. She’d been afraid she might have a wardrobe malfunction at the dance and be the subject of gossip until graduation. At least this didn’t happen on the dance floor.
Xander kept Caleigh distracted by kissing her while keeping both hands on her breasts. His unhurried approach made it seem okay in her mind. His lips left hers as he tilted down and kissed her neck. Little kisses rained down as he worked his way down until he sucked on one of her nipples.
Caleigh found her fingers in his hair as he licked and sucked on her aroused nips. Her dress had been pulled off her shoulders and now pooled around her waist.
“Let’s get more comfortable,” Xander said, momentarily having her get off the bench.
He laid it down, converting it into a makeshift bed.
Caleigh lay back, and Xander smiled at her before dipping his head down so he could pleasure her breasts again. She moaned when his lips moved to the other breast, took that nipple into his mouth, and sucked gently. Warmth spread downward to her core.
’Nothing serious has happened. I’ll let him do this a bit longer,’ Caleigh thought.