(This story directly continues from the previous Good Girl story - I recommend reading that one first!)
After our encounter in the parking lot of the movie theater, Sandra made it clear that she wanted to go home with me. Who was I to say no?
On our way to my house she stayed close, holding my arm next to her as she leaned over. It was very cute and really made me realize that this kind of thing was not really something she was used to doing. When we got to my apartment, she seemed to let me go reluctantly, which was also really cute. I am not sure if she waited for me or was just a little unsure, but I made it around the car to open the door for her. She got out and then took my hand after I closed the door. We walked together to my apartment, with her holding my hand and leaning close to me.
In retrospect, it was things like that that really made everything we did memorable.
We got to my apartment and my roommate was there, playing something with headphones on so he didn't really pay a lot of attention except to say hello over his shoulder. We snuck behind him into my room and closed the door -- she was bright red and very nervous so I got close to her and kissed her and we talked for a minute in whispers. Not that my roommate would have heard us with the head phones on, but she was a little freaked out by him being there.
We decided to just talk for a while and laid down facing each other on the bed, me on my left side and her on her right. I don't really remember everything about our conversation that night, it kind of wandered in that way that good conversations go. I do remember feeling very close to her and I think she felt the same way too, because when she got cold, instead of just grabbing a blanket she suggested getting into bed.
It was kind of funny undressing with her that night. We had already had sex, so you wouldn't think it would be a big deal. But I didn't want her to feel like I was assuming anything. Which meant that I was watching her to take my cue about how much to take off. Of course she was gorgeous so I was watching her for that reason as well. And she was watching me watching her as well and feeling shy too, judging from the blush that seemed to cover most of her body. So we ended up standing in our underwear, me in my boxers and her in panties and bra. That was when she decided to slip into bed and get under the covers. I followed and she took off her bra while I was getting into the bed.
I had a double bed at the time, a gift from my parents. We went back to facing each other on our sides, but this time a little closer. We started talking again, but we also started kissing. Somewhere in there we heard my roommate go to bed and she seemed much more relaxed after that. It was really nice laying there kissing her, going slow but wanting more. We hadn't really done this kind of thing exactly and I felt very close to her.