She stood there before him, shy and unsure. They had not know each other long but had become friends quickly. They had shared their hearts and their lives but, for the first time, were ready to share their bodies with each other. They anticipated this moment in their texts, emails and chats but could not quite come to grips with the fact that it was finally happening.
Their first kiss had been tentative and careful. Just lips touching, their arms around each other in the first exploring embrace. As they brushed their lips together, she had let out a low sigh; telling him that she was glad but nervous to be here.
As they stepped apart, he moved his hands to unbutton his shirt. She watched intently as he revealed his skin to her for the first time. She was fascinated by the amount of chest hair he had; none of her previous lovers had chest hair at all. She reached out to feel it, first curling her fingers through it then running the palm of her had across it. She looked into his eyes as she smiled at him; he smiled back letting her know that it felt good to him as she rubbed small circles on his chest.
His hand moved toward the buttons of her blouse but she stopped him by moving back slowly. She was unsure; this was the first step to what she knew would be a night of lovemaking. Was she ready to go this far? This was really her last chance to let him know if she wanted to stop. Her mind raced as she looked into his eyes. She could see that he understood her hesitation and made no further move toward her.