Actual sex starts at the six dashes.
Chris and I have been friends for a long time. He told me he liked me and wanted to take me out on a date.
I accepted. We've been dating for nine months (I'm very cautious since my last boyfriend) and decided to go all the way. We were at my apartment, just sort of hanging out and eating Chinese. Then he started making moves.
Chris is a pretty forward guy. He doesn't really fool around or play games when you don't know what he wants. So it got pretty clear to me what he wanted.
I went along with it.
I laid back on the couch and he pushed up my shirt, revealing the not-so-sexy purple bra beneath. I hadn't been expecting anything so I wore a simple one rather than lace.
I am a 32C, by the way. Chris unhooked my bra slowly and cupped my breast, moving his hands around slowly. I can feel my core heating up. I get turned on very easily.