Daren was silent at the dinner table, which wasn't something uncommon but unlike most days he remained quiet, today he was in a hurry to get back upstairs to Max. He couldn't find himself calling her Jessica after calling her Maxine for so long, so she suggested Max to at least make her not sound like an old lady and he agreed.
He sat there picking at his pees and the little bit of mashed potato left on his plate just waiting to be excused. He ate but only because his mother would never let him leave her site if she thought he was that upset or sick.
His mom looked at him. "Are you ok Daren?"
He looked up from his plate. "Hmm? Oh yeah, I'm alright." He smiled as if to emphasize his statement. "Just tired, you know, walking in the rain was a pain in the ass."
His mother nodded and frowned. "I'm sorry about that honey. I would have stayed to give you a ride but it wasn't raining when I woke up so, I just went to work."
Daren gave his mom a reassuring smile. "Don't worry about it, I'm going to go to bed early and everything will be better tomorrow."
His mom smiled and leaned over to give him a kiss on the forehead. "Alright sweetie, you get some rest and I'll see you tomorrow." She said taking his plate and taking the dishes to the sink.
Daren climbed out of his chair and pretended to be tried as he walked out of the kitchen. The instant he was out of his mother's sight though he launched himself up the stairs and into his room.
Max was lying on the bed her eyes closed and Daren felt a ping of disappointment. If she was sleeping then he'd have to wait another day to have his first sexual experience. He had been looking forward to it so much.
He sighed and reached for the light switch so he too could go to sleep.
"How was dinner?" Max asked, opening her eyes.
Daren flinched. "Mom made meatloaf so it feels like I have ground beef stuck to my ribs."
"Any leftovers?" Max asked, sitting up and scooting to the end of the bed near him.
Daren frowned. "You don't...oh! God, Max I'm sorry I forgot you need to eat too." Daren turned to open his door and go get her some food but Max stopped him.
"I'm ok for, don't worry about dinner I'll get some later." She smiled up at him and rose slowly to her feet. "In the meantime how about you let me have a little snack."
Daren felt his pulse race as she got closer to him. His heart pounded and his throat felt dry. She knew his was nervous and had been thinking of ways to ease into his seduction. Max smiled as she reached behind him and clicked the lock on the door, not wanting his mom to walk finding him screwing a girl that looked exactly like his computer hologram.
As she pulled back she hooked her fingers on the belt loops of his pants and pulled him toward the bed. She placed him near the edge of the bed and took his hand.
"It's your night tonight Daren." She said. "We'll go as slow as you want to, just tell me what you want to do first and we'll do it." She tried to be as comforting as she could. She hoped that Daren wouldn't be too overwhelmed, after all, he had seen her nude before in Jessica Alba's body and she had most certainly seen him.
Daren reached up slowly his hands shaking as he placed one on her hip and the other around her neck. He pulled her close, their bodies meeting and he kissed her. She returned the kiss and put her arms around him pulling him tighter to her, her breasts smashed delightfully against his chest. She felt his tongue snake past her lips to explore her mouth. His tongue moved awkwardly but it was only his second kiss ever so it was going to be a little weird.
They stood there together kissing for some time before Daren felt comfortable enough to move on. He let her go and slid both his hands down to her hip where he curled his fingers around the bottom of the shirt she had on.
"Can I?" He asked, looking into her eyes.
She smiled and lifted her arms to make it easier for him to lift her shirt. He pulled her shirt over her head and tossed it toward the door. His breath caught into his throat as her breasts came into his view. He had seen them before many times, but somehow this was different. They were there, firm perky soft mounds of delight and he could touch them, play with them.