Alright. Might as well. Long read. So, about a year ago when I was a senior in high school, I had this -blam!-buddy. I mean, it just started like the week before and we really only did it twice but you can tell it was going to be a "thing" for a long time. Anyway, there was a music concert and it was really informal. Kind of like a sit-in practice session or something. One group at a time. Anyway, my group was last and hers was before ours. We decided to go for a walk. Now, my school is the kind where they have long ass hallways instead of levels. We went all the way down this hallway and started kissing. (Now, let me tell you before we went for that walk, she was hugging me kind of erotically and doing the little hints girls do when they want to do something and so I kinda had that mindset. Plus it didn't help that our music shirts are kind if small and her was really right on her body, omg. So hot.) anyway, we're down this hallway and we start kissing. I look around and the only place was right in front of this door. This door was like, inside the wall only about a couple feet, enough where if someone were to look down the hallway they would not be able to see us. I decide like, we're doing this right now. I turn her around, pull her pants and panties down, and, you know. Start going. She's moaning but not loud enough for anybody at the end of the hallway to hear us, but I kind of do it a little harder and pull on her shirt pretty hard and she makes this one LOUD moan. Enough now so that someone would have heard. I slow down and think nothing of it....until I hear the shoes coming down the hallway. We both freeze. The footsteps are getting closer the teacher says, "Is anybody there? I swear I heard something.", and at this point, any noise would tell them we were there. I'm thinking in my head, "well, we're -blam!-ed. In her case. Literally." Right before they get close enough to see us. Someone came around the hallway at the end and hollered, "Mr. -Disclosed name-! We need you right now! The performance for the second group is about to start! Hurry!" The teacher hesitates for a second and turns around. Quickly hurrying back to stage. We both take a deep breath because we were holding ours all that time. "Close call. Omg.... Well, keep going." That's what she says to me. "Ok, if you say so." Now the music gets REALLY loud. Even down the hallway it was loud enough to muffle almost any sound. I figured, must be my Destiny. I grab her hair and waist and just go hard. At the end of it all, it was probably some of the best sex I ever had. Later on after the show and everything was over, we had to turn back in our music shirts. When she was taking hers off I stopped and said wait, what's that? I point to a spot on the back of her shirt. I thought it must have been from earlier. Right when I did, the music teacher decided to walk by at the perfect time. He knows what it is. We can't lie. He asks, what is that? Her smartness comes out of nowhere and says, "Well these shirts haven't been washed in awhile. I saw it there before I put it on. I just figured nobody would notice. It's nothing." The teacher brushed it off and said he'll wash them when we turn them all in. Moral of the story. Try mixing things up a little and doing it in different spots. [spoiler]You're welcome. Only people that know that story are close friends. It was awesome though.[/spoiler]