I was instantly reminded of how soft and delicate feeling her lips were. Smooth and slick were her kisses. Aggressive as though she was attempting to curb an appetite for my mouth but passionate and meaningful all rolled up together. I, at first, firmly grabbed her hips and pulled her even closer to me as leaned back on the couch. She ran her hands all over my head and through my hair. By now I was completely laying on my back with her on top of me. We were two parallel lines of intense desire at that point.
I felt my arms holding her tighter and tighter. Seemed as if they had a mind of their own and wasn’t waiting for my brain to react. I ran my hands all over her body feeling every curve and corner of it. My exploration of her body led me to a certain part which I was very fond of in females. My hands found their way to the very edge of the lower portion of her back and hesitated for a moment. Even they, operating under their own accord, knew that this might be a touchy area to further their research of her landscape.
The way that we were kissing and the heat of the moment made the decision for them and they continued on their way. Slowly smoothing my hands over her butt, I gave a good grab and felt the wonderfulness that it had to offer. It wasn’t very big, no, but it was shaped to utter perfection. The already emptying pitcher of arousal that was pouring into my body at that point got a refill and overfilled my glass. I grasped her even tighter and from the slight moan that she gave, it was a sure bet that the she liked it.
I traveled back towards her mouth taking in a breath on the trip and went back to work on her mouth. She really, really must have loved the job I did on her neck because she instantly filled my mouth with her tongue. I couldn’t believe it, even her tongue tasted fantastic. It was like using my own tongue to smell that same scent that pulled me towards her that day in the café. I responded by using my tongue to invade her mouth as well. She kind of giggled a little but continued to kiss me. By now, I was so familiar with her backside that I could describe every nook and turn that it had. But still, I couldn’t get enough.
I grabbed her sides and snatched her back towards me. She made a little yelp but seem to appreciate the gentle roughness of my action. The feeling of her skin against mine was almost too much. My hands were in heaven, like two little kids in a candy store not able to concentrate on just one treat. So much sweetness, so little time. The feeling was fantastic.
“Nah, it’s ok. Maybe you should get that,” I responded.
“I don’t really want to,” she said. But it kept ringing and I could see in her eyes that she was kind of curious to find out who it was that had interrupted our “session”.
“You should, it might be important,” I said.
“Ooook,” she said with a sigh. She reached for her phone which sat on the coffee table and answered it. “Hi Dad”
During her brief conversation with her father, I could tell she was trying to rush him off of the phone, I began to think if doing what we were seemingly about to do was the right thing to do right now. It seeped in even further as my attention returned to the fact that we were both sitting on her couch half naked with her father on the phone. I looked over at her. Her pants half off, topless and her hair a mess, she still looked amazing to me bathed in the moonlight streaming in through her patio door which stood just adjacent to her couch. Her skin still glistened, her hair still shone, and her voice still sounded angelic although speaking to her father, I couldn’t look away.
“Ok dad, ok, oohh k I got it. I’ll call you tomorrow. Tell mom I said hi. Love you too. Bye,” she said. “I’m so sorry Patrick, when he gets started it’s like trying to stop a freight train or something”
“It’s cool, my mom is the same way,” I responded.
“Um, maybe this wasn’t meant to happen just yet”
“Yeah, I was beginning to think the same thing”
“I mean, I’m not going to lie, it was wonderful…absolutely wonderful (her voice trailed off a bit as if reminiscing about the details of our romp), but in actuality it probably isn’t the greatest idea right now,” she said.
“I suppose you’re right. A little too early for this kind of step. I agree…kind of,” I replied.
She laughed at that last part, probably feeling the same way I did. Wanting so bad to continue what we had begun but also trying to be emotionally responsible about the situation. It was kind of weird how alike we thought. I had never had that sort of connection with a girl before. It was scary but also felt very nice.
“Maybe next time,” I said.
“May-be,” she replied with an almost disappointed look on her face.
“So I’ll get dressed and leave, drive around the block, come back and then it’ll be next time,” I joked.
She instantly burst into laughter and sarcastically responded with, “Oh sure, yeah, because that’s how it works”
“It is, that’s the new way of doing things in these kinds of situations. It gets things moving faster so more can get done,” I explained.
“Oh really? I see. I kind of agree with that reasoning to be honest. But I don’t think we should try to push this any faster at this point. I like where we are so far. I like you,” she replied.
“Well, you’re alright I guess,” I joked. She laughed again.
“Wait, just alright? That’s it? I’ll show you just how alright I am,” she responded.
“We have to stop meeting like this,” she joked.
“I think this is the best possible way to keep meeting actually,” I responded.
“You would. But I like meeting like this too,” she said.
We kissed once more and then stood up. Realizing that she was still half naked, Shea frantically searched for her shirt which had made its way under the coffee table somehow. She put it on and pulled up her sweatpants as I slid my t-shirt back on and discovered my socks within the cushions on the couch. I have no idea how they managed to both come off but they did. She held my hand as she walked me to the front door and rubbed my back as I bent over to put my shoes back on.
As soon as I got home, I hung up my jacket and threw my clothes here and there only interested in finding my bed. Right after I laid my head on the pillow no doubt preparing to drift off into an instant replay of the evening but with a much different ending, my phone chimed with a message. It was from Shea, as if you didn’t know. I read:
Thk u for coming over Patrick
And not just becuz what happened happened but becuz I really needed ur company
2night and it felt wonderful 2 have u here
Oh, and if u were wondering, u were terrific
Although we didn’t get 2 finish what we started
I loved it, u made me feel desired and beautiful again
I hope I was able 2 do something similar for u
Hope to talk to u tomo
Another seal to another good evening. The conclusion to today was not like it had begun at all. I was a little calmer about the Shea situation by now for obvious reasons but also because I still felt comfortable and appreciated around her although I was feeling a little way about the whole thing earlier. Regardless of the near sex that happened, it was nice just being around her. So I decided to tell her that.
Funny u should say that becuz I feel the same way
I enjoy simply being around u even if nothing hadn’t happened at all
Hope u don’t tell ur father what he ended up interrupting
He might decide to call u more often
I’m glad I came over too
Have a good day tomorrow and sleep tight
Oh, and u were great too, sure I’ll b dreaming about it all nite
After a couple seconds, another message came through:
LOL, yea he would call me every 5 mins
Glad 2 hear I did sumthing rite
Ill prob b dreaming of u too
To be continued…