Thanks to everyone for the positive comments. Hope you enjoy the next installment of Amy's journey.
Part II
I didn't see Amy for a few days following our hot tub event. I stopped by the restaurant where she worked one evening and she came over and gave me a hug. I asked how she was doing and that she seemed to be ghosting me the last few days. Amy said that she was glad I stopped by and wanted us to talk. I said we could meet at the coffee shop if she wanted to and it was agreed.
I wasn't surprised by her actions really. Everything she said at the coffee shop was not surprising. She intimated that she was feeling a little guilty about our tryst and was worried that I would think she was a slut. I assured her that my thoughts and feelings toward her were unchanged. After about an hour of conversation, she seemed reassured. Having grown up in an environment that was so strict and religious, the concerns she had were normal.
I asked if she regretted our actions and she said she didn't, it was just the conditioning she was struggling with. I told her that her feelings were normal and at the end of our conversation she felt satisfied with everything. I told her that she was still in control of what we did and that I wanted her to come hang out again, assuring her that I had no expectations and we could just sit by the fire and do nothing but talk if she wished. She said she wanted to come over Friday night.
Amy arrived looking like a million bucks. She wore jeans that looked like she had been hot dipped in them. Her ass filled out her jeans nicely. She also wore a sweater shirt that came down to mid thighs. The sweater was one of those with a wide scooped collar and I could tell she wasn't wearing a bra underneath. To top her ensemble off she wore black, knee high boots that zipped on the side. To me there is nothing sexier than a woman in boots.
I told her to put on her favorite music and poured us a glass of wine. She didn't seem to mind drinking the wine at all and gave no hesitation. We talked and laughed for the majority of the night and generally had good conversation. Around 11 p.m. she mentioned that she should be going and I walked her to the house as she gathered her purse. She handed me her wine glass and our fingers touched. This seemed to have the effect of sending a shiver down her spine.
I pulled her towards me and we embraced tightly. I leaned down and our lips met for a very sensual and passionate kiss. Her body molded into mine and I could feel the heat beginning to radiate from her sex, which she pressed into my thigh. My erection grew and I knew she could feel my member stiffen against her leg.
We kissed that way for several minutes. My hand roamed over her small breast and gave it a gentle, yet firm squeeze. I could feel the hardness of her nipple beneath my palm as I pressed against it. Amy moaned softly into my mouth as my other hand squeezed her ass and pulled her against me harder.
"I really need to get home....my parents want me home by midnight" Amy said as we broke our kiss.
"Then you better go" I replied, not letting go of her but easing my grip. Amy didn't move but instead she held onto me tighter.
"But I don't want to leave" she said as she buried her head onto my shoulder and nuzzled her face into my neck. I could feel her breath was warm and moist against my skin.
"Then don't" I said, "do you have a friend you could say you decided the stay with tonight? Where do they think you are right now?"
Amy lifted her head and said "YES!!" excitedly. "My folks don't usually pay attention when I tell them I am going out. I told them I was meeting up with some friends for a study session. I have a friend that could cover for me though."
Amy released me and grabbed her phone. "Where is the bathroom?"
"Just down the hall and on the left."
Amy was punching on her cell phone as she went into the bathroom shutting the door behind her. I laughed at the idea of her sneaking into the bathroom to take care of her business. I poured myself another glass of wine, walked into my great room and sat on the couch. I could hear her conversation get animated at times, although it was muffled. I also heard her laugh and thought about eavesdropping; but thought better of it and decided that to give her privacy would be best. After about 20 minutes I heard the door open and she walked out calling my name.
"In here Amy." Amy walked into the room her smile beaming widely. She saw me on the couch and ran over, jumping in the spot beside me and landing on her knees.
"I can stay tonight! I text my mom and told her that I ran into my friend Margie and was going to spend the night at her house. Then I called Margie and told her that I needed her to cover for me and what I told my mom. Of course she wanted details, where would I be, who I was with, and she wouldn't stop until I told her that I was staying with a 'friend'...I hope you are not mad."
"No sweetie, why would I be mad? If your friend is going to cover your back she deserves to know something more than 'if anyone asks, I was with you all night.'" I chuckled at what I knew must've been some conversation...wishing now that I had listened in.
"Yeah...she wants all the details tomorrow or she said she will burn me with my folks."
"What?"
"She won't really, she would never do that. She just wants to know all the deets."
Amy settled down by stretching out on the couch beside me. She turned onto her back and placed her head in my lap. The soft light accented her makeup, which I don't believe I had ever seen her wear before. The sweater she wore was bunched up around her waist so I could see a perfect outline of her cunt inside her denim jeans. I lightly ran my fingers through her hair, softly stroking it while holding my wine glass.
"Would you like more wine?"
Amy responded with "Yes, but I don't want us to have to move...it feels good here just being with you." I smiled and continued stroking her hair. Her eyes closed and I felt her body soften and relax. Amy was truly a beautiful girl who I had every intention of making a woman.
"Amy, I want to say something and I want you to listen very carefully" I said stroking the side of her face. Amy's eyes opened and looked intently into mine.
"Although you are sleeping over tonight, I want you to know that I have no expectations. Whatever happens, if anything happens at all, will be your choosing. The night in the hot tub was so awesome, and I have replayed that scene over in my head several times, but I am not expecting a repeat tonight. I am fine with us just sitting here on the couch and me holding you. You are a sweet, stunningly beautiful, young woman who is highly intelligent and I have the deepest respect for. However you want this night to end is entirely up to you."
Amy's eyes never left mine as she sat there taking in what I had said. She leaned up and we kissed. Cradling her head and shoulders in my left arm, my right went to her waist. Soon she said "You are okay if we don't do anything more than what we did the other night?"
"Of course I am. I totally enjoyed the hot tub and you with it. I even look forward to doing it again sometime, but I know you are wanting to wait and I am okay with that. There are so many other things we could do that doesn't involve penetration. Just like the other night, we can make love and your virginity remain intact. I think the term is called 'carnal knowledge' if memory serves me. When the time is right and the person is right, you will give yourself completely to him. He needs to earn your trust, your love and be worthy of the precious gift of your body. When the time is right, you will know it and there will be no regrets and no guilt when it happens."
"Carnal Knowledge..."Amy smiled when she said it, "I think I like that."
Amy sat up and then straddled my lap facing me. She held my face between her hands. "I think I am starting to fall in love with you. I definitely want more 'carnal knowledge', in fact I would like for you to teach me everything about sex. I trust you and know you wouldn't do anything to hurt me or against my wishes. I have always wanted a man who was patient and respected me. I am so glad that you are both."
We kissed and made out some more for a while. My hands roamed all over her body. I lifted the sweater over her head and gazed at her small, pear shaped breasts. I took them into my hands and slowly kneaded them. I worked from the outside and slowly rubbed circles around them. They fit perfectly, my hand covering them completely. My thumbs rolled over her hard, bullet size nipples. Amy moaned and rolled her head back toward the ceiling as I teased them with my thumbs.
I leaned in and slowly drew circles around them with my tongue. Never touching her nipples, just teasing them. Amy's breath became quick and labored. I could feel the heat from her sex through her jeans radiate into my lap. I let my tongue brush across her nipple and she let out another moan. Her nipple hardened even more as I softly and slowly flicked the rubbery appendage.
I alternated between the right one and then the left. Flicking, circling and then sucking her breasts. Amy was moaning steadily now. I got a little more firmer with my actions. Soon I was sucking her breasts, the left and then the right one. I could suck her whole tit into my mouth. Amy's hands were holding onto my hair and her whole body began to squirm and writhe in my lap.
As I sucked on her tits, I let go of them with my hands and moved down to the buttons of her jeans. My fingers worked expertly in undoing the buttons and then unzipping them. I never stopped kissing, nibbling and sucking her breasts as I did so.
Her jeans unbuttoned now allowed my hands to slip inside. My hands slipped around the back and I could feel her bare ass in my hands. I soon felt the thin silk fabric of the thong she was wearing. I couldn't get much further into her pants due to the fit and decided to change positions to give me better access.
I gripped her ass firmly and leaned forward causing her hands to grab my neck. I lifted and shifted to the right, laying her down on her back. I was positioned between her legs and started working her jeans down her legs. I momentarily stopped to unzip and remove her boots, then proceeded to peel her jeans the rest of the way down her legs. I noticed that the crotch of her jeans were soaked, as was the gusset of her red thong.
Having discarded her boots and jeans, here was Amy laying on her back before me in a red thong. The silk fabric clung to her protruding mound like a second skin. Her firm breasts were pointed straight up towards the heavens, capped by rigid nipples that kept begging me for more attention. Her radiant hair framed her sweet, glowing face, her eyes smoldered like burning coals hungering for release.
I leaned in and kissed her lips once more, Amy's tongue shot into my mouth while her hands started fumbling with the buttons on my shirt. I helped her undo my shirt while we kissed and soon threw it onto the floor.
My cock ached for her body. I wanted her body wrapped around my shaft, I wanted to pound her young, lithe body into orgasmic submission; but I withheld from doing so. I wanted her to beg me to fuck her and someday she would when she was ready. Baby steps.
I stood up and slowly unbuckled my belt. I loosened my jeans and slowly unzipped them. Amy stared at the close cropped pubic hair I wore intently. My bulge was prominent and obvious, but my cock was hidden from view by my jeans. Amy stared fixedly on my bulge.
