He didn't expect this.
Well, in all fairness, he should have. But he didn't.
He knew she was a very sensual, sexual being – even if she had forgotten that part of herself during the past several years of emotional abuse by a husband who made her feel as if she was sexually incompetent and undesirable. On the contrary, it was clearly evident to him. It showed in how she carried herself...in her sexy bedroom eyes...in the gentle, casual touches she frequently gave him and all her other friends. She probably didn't even recognize those signs of latent sexuality apparent in her behavior and demeanor, but he was a keen observer of human interaction. He always had been. And because of that, he should have anticipated that actually acting on one of their sexual fantasies together would make him feel this.
But he didn't.
This was his first thought as he woke from a brief nap, holding a desirable, fascinating, sleeping woman close in his arms. And his next was this...
What now?
Over the past 7 months, they'd developed a tight friendship that just tilted on its axis an hour ago by sharing this new level of intimacy with her. That friendship was very important to him, perhaps even more than he'd ever admitted to himself until this moment. The moment when he wondered if he'd lost it forever by becoming her lover.
But God help him, he didn't regret what they'd just shared. As he watched his new lover sleeping and saw the smile on her lips, knowing that it was there at least in part because of him, he couldn't bring himself to wish that he could go back in time and never knock on her door. No, that just wouldn't be close to honest, and he was honest to a fault. The truth was no matter what consequence he would face for this choice, if he had the chance again, he'd make the same call. Watching her blossom in front of his eyes, slay her demons with his support and encouragement, and become the woman he suspected she'd always been deep inside was worth whatever price he'd have to pay. It was time to wake Sleeping Beauty and determine how much this would cost him.
He leaned down and gently claimed her lips in a soft, sweet kiss meant to awaken her. He was rewarded by a sleepy, but still turned-on lover reaching down between them to stroke his rapidly rising manhood. It appeared that the cost was going to be deferred. She wasn't done with him yet. Thank God.
What was a man to do when a gorgeous, sexy woman stroked him? Why, stroke back, of course!
He began by stroking with his tongue, using it to open her lips and taste her sweetness once again. Then he allowed his hands to do some stroking of their own. Her breasts were a nearly perfect fit for his hands, and as he was a boob guy, he enjoyed the chance to rub them, to make her nipples hard by running his thumbs around them.
He heard her slight moan and knew that if they didn't stop this soon, it was going to go farther than the incredible oral sex they'd just shared. Before that happened, they needed to talk, to make sure that in the heat of the moment they didn't make decisions guided by passion that should have been far more intentionally reasoned out.
As much as he hated to, he eased up the kiss and put a little more space between them.
"Tired of me already," she teased when his lips left hers. She smiled as he reached for her hand and brought it to his lips for a kiss, effectively stopping her from continuing to arouse him by stroking his cock.
"Never. But before I take more than you're offering, we need to chat for a minute, my friend," he told her, hoping with all his heart that she indeed still was.
"This did sort of take us both by surprise, didn't it?" she asked.
"Well, I did come here with the intention of us having some fun together, but I have to admit, I'm a little blown away. And by 'a little', I mean totally and completely stunned," he replied.
"Hey! Did you think I was gonna be bad at this?" she asked, faking a hurt she didn't feel. She knew what he truly meant, because she was feeling it, too. Being with him overwhelmed her senses and she was still reeling a bit from it, truth be told. But she wouldn't miss the opportunity to make him squirm a bit. It was fun to watch.
"No! Not at all! I mean, why would I have ever come asking for it if I thought you were not going to be any good? That just doesn't make sense," he replied, scrambling for some way to tell her how amazing she was without giving away how he was truly feeling.
And that was really the problem here, he realized with sudden clarity. He was feeling. This wasn't just sex to him.
It didn't matter that he intended for this to be like his many other sexual adventures over the years. It didn't matter that his plan was for this to be a one-time thing. No, those things didn't matter because actually being with her and experiencing what they had already changed those ideas. She wasn't like anyone else he'd ever been with. And he'd give everything he owned for this not to be a one-time thing between them.
But how did he even begin to have that conversation with her? They were laying here naked in bed with each other, both of them wanting to do something other than talk right now. How did he tell her that this was more than wanting her, more than desire, more than he expected?
She saved him from that decision by starting the conversation herself.
"You know, I have fantasized about this, dreamed about this, but now that we've actually done this, I have to tell you...it was so much better than anything I could have imagined. Thank you for being willing to do this with me."
"Hey, babe. I'm no martyr. I didn't do this solely for you. I did this because I wanted it just as much as you did. I think this was just as amazing as you do. One day you need to believe that," he responded.
"Oh, I know you enjoyed it. But I also know that you did this primarily for me. I wasn't ready to be so blown away by this. And if I wasn't, I'm betting you weren't either. So I just want to know, what's next? Because I have to tell you, if you leave it up to me, we keep working on the list. I want to try my entire Top 5 list with you. Is that what you want, too?" she asked.
He could scarcely believe what he'd just heard her say. He had known her for months now and knew that she wasn't a typical woman in many regards. Oh, she was physically all woman, and he now had first-hand knowledge to back up that statement. But her directness, her lack of coy game playing, trying to coax him into her bed, her willingness to tackle this head on and honestly, rather than dodge and weave away from the subject...the bluntness of her question was completely unexpected! He had to admit, not only did he appreciate her honesty, but he also found it a huge turn on. She didn't want to play the kind of games where she teased him and taunted him. She just wanted to be with him, and she had made it known. His respect for her was growing exponentially. As was his desire.
"Absolutely yes," he replied. "In fact, the sooner the better." And with that, he closed the space between them he had put between them minutes ago and drew her up close to him, letting her feel the physical reaction he had to her words.
