So I was at this particular party, and J. was pouring me a beer from the keg. We made eye contact and he sort of nodded towards the side of the house. When he was done pouring the beer we headed over. It was dark except for tiki torches, so noone noticed us.
He pushed me against the side of the house and started kissing my neck. His hand went immediately up my skirt and into my underwear. Usually I don't go for the manual stuff too much, because they usually do it so rough, but he was gentle. He waited for me to get really wet before he pushed his fingers in. We made out like this for about half an hour - we kept trying to stop but going back for "one more" kiss. Finally we rejoined the party. Everyone was drunk and nobody even noticed we were gone.
My roommate stumbled up to us and announced that she had just thrown up in the bushes because she was so drunk. She wanted to go home.I said "I could go home, too"
We all got in J.s car, my roommate in the front seat and me in the back. The entire ride home, we all talked about the party. The entire ride home, J.s right hand was up my skirt - while he was driving. I let him do it, I think, partially because I was shocked at his boldness and wanted to see if we could get away with it. And we did. She never knew. She broke up with him a few weeks later to go out with someone else, and he and I never hooked up again.