You find yourself sitting next to me. Not the first time, not the only time, but you have never sat next to me alone before. It has only just occurred to you that this is the first time we have been alone together. Maybe it is just that little bit of alcohol talking but you realize you have wanted this for a long time. Have I wanted it too? You are not quite sure.
I must have, we have basically just been on a date. Or was that just two friends having fun together? You hope it was a date. You hope I hope it was a date. Well we are both at my place now, sitting on my couch.
You gently place your hand against mine. You are sure I am feeling a similar feeling to you. You can feel the pace of my pulse, faster than you would otherwise expect. You look into my eyes, I turn and look into yours. You realize that neither of us have said anything for quite a while now. You want me to kiss you. Do I want to kiss you?
Your question is answered as I lean closely into you. Our lips press against each other, gently. You can feel my hand brush against your face. I caress you gently. You can tell I have wanted this for a long time, maybe as long as you have wanted me. I pull away from you for just a moment and look into your eyes. You can tell by my gaze that I want you, that I need you.
We kiss again. You can feel this time though that my desire for you is more intense than you first thought. You are excited to feel my passion, you want me, need me. You whisper instructions in my ear. I hold your hand and help you stand up. I pull you toward my bedroom. You do not need much leading.