The doorbell rang.
We laid there cuddling, after spending the early Sunday afternoon playing. We had both felt frisky, which developed to a session in the Bedroom, with Angela being tied to the bed, teased and tormented. She had cum several times, before Mark, finally allowed himself to cum deep inside her.
But that was some 20 minutes ago. Angela's feet were still restrained, when the doorbell rang again, followed by the sound of a distraught girl coming through the letterbox.
"That’s Shona " stated Angela, as she started to move, having to unfasten her restraints. I shot up and immediately went to open the front door, picking up my robe and putting it on.
As I opened the door, Shona looked terrible, her face was all red, and she had tears running down her cheeks. As I closed the door, she flew herself into me, hugging me for comfort. Angela soon joined us...
"Calm down, Shona"...
Angela and I spent the next 10/15 minutes trying to work out what had caused Shona to be so upset. Shona is a quiet 18 years old, and starts University studies in September. She is petite for her age standing just over 5 feet, and has a slim petite figure, and whilst not ugly, she is neither pretty, though she has a certain cuteness, in my eyes. She has long curly dirty blonde hair, and wears glasses that hide a lovely pair of deep blue eyes. Her younger sister has a fuller figure than Shona. I suppose it was a result of this that her experience with boys was very limited, together being conscientious with her studies and Church matters. She was wearing, a thick jumper and a shortish skirt on this day,
Finally, Between Angela and myself, we had calmed Shona down to find out what had happened. It transpired that she had started to see a boy from the sixth form, who, Angela had met briefly. He appeared to be a nice enough lad. Shona had met her boyfriend that morning after Church service, and ended up at his house. Well one thing led to another, and they had ended up kissing on the Sofa, when his hands started to wonder. This was a new experience for her, she had never really French kissed a boy before, yet alone anything else.
She felt unease as the situation developed, and asked him to stop. He reluctantly agreed, but would not let the subject go, calling her frigid etc...She finally left in tears and came round to us, she felt she would be unable to face her mother or father (who is a minister).
As she calmed down, we fed her mugs of tea and biscuits, before Angela had to get ready to meet some friends in the late afternoon/early evening. I was still in my dressing gown as was Angela until she got ready to go out. As we chatted with Shona, she explained that whilst she enjoyed kissing him, she was still at unease, as much as with herself as well as him. She went on to say that she didn’t feel right going further with him, at least not at this time at least. Both Angela and I said she had done the right thing, if she doesn’t feel right, then not to do it. But this caused another set of tears, as he was her first boyfriend and she was over 18. Some of her friends had several boyfriends, and one or two had even done it!
"Done what?" I asked, as Angela had left the conversation to prepare her self for her night out.
"Well you know, had sex" was the reply.
"Well, its not a race my sweet, you will meet somebody, whom you will trust, and well it will happen. In my case, I was 17, and well it happened, there was no stopping and asking, it just happened, as if it was meant to be. Looking back, She seduced me just as much as I seduced her"
Angela left, but Shona stayed her, much relieved by what both Angela and I had said, and did, hugging her etc. She called her parents, letting them know where she was, before we ended up watching the Toy Story DVD on my Home Cinema setup.
As we watched, she snuggled up to me, hugging me whilst enjoying the film, she was laughing and smiling. I didn’t really notice, but by the end of the film, Shona was resting her head on my chest, and an arm on my thigh. Nor wonder I was slightly aroused.
At the end of the film she was notably more relaxed and smiling, her face having returned t o a normal pink colour. It was now early evening and I was feeling hungry. I offered Shona some toast. She accepted and we ended chatting in the kitchen, whilst we munched on our toast and drank our tea.
"Am I Pretty" she asked, out of the blue. "Do you find me attractive?
The question caught me unawares and I was immediately on my guard.
"Well to be truthful, you're not the most prettiest young girl I have seen, but neither are you the ugliest." I started to answer; "Besides, you do have a certain charm, perhaps its your smile? Something, which makes you attractive, as a person to us men." I replied erring on caution, either not wanting to hurt her feelings, or let my real feelings escape.
Suddenly, she worked across the small kitchen, and gave me another hug, squeezing gently, before relaxing, but not moving.
