Chris leaned over and kissed me, then slid off the bed and walked out to use the washroom. I spent a moment admiring him from behind, then laid back on my bed to bask in the afterglow.
I had had sex before. Lots of times. But it had never, ever been like that. Was that what it was like for a woman? Or was Chris just really, really good? I was consumed with a desire to call and interrogate Katlyn on the subject.
Resolving to pick her brain over lunch the next day, I rolled over and sat on the edge of the bed. I started to button my top back up, but the buttons that hadn’t flown off had ripped their holes. I felt my face get hot, remembering the sudden and forceful way Chris had exposed me.
I shrugged out of the ruins of my shirt and grabbed my panties off the floor, slipping into them. On a whim, I scooped Chris’s shirt off the bed as well. I was just pulling it over my head when Chris walked in the room behind me.
“Holy shit,” he said. “What happened?”
I froze. “What do you mean?”
He walked up behind me and ran his fingers over my back. “It looks like someone beat the hell out of you.”
“Oh!” I giggled. “I didn’t think there were any marks, I wasn’t sore at all. I’ll have to ask Kat about that.”
“Katlyn did this?”
“Yeah.” I turned, dropping the shirt over myself like a short dress, and put my hands on his chest. “She was helping me work through some things.”
Chris’s face changed quickly from concern to relief as he grasped the concept, then back to concern again. “Are you two involved?”
I scoffed. “No way, we just…” I thought about it a moment. I had been pretty damn “involved” with Kat, in hindsight. “I think we’re, like, those girly BFF types who lez out sometimes. And she’s into whips and leather. We’re not a couple. Why, are you jealous?”
Chris grinned, grabbing my hips and pulling me in close. He was still nude, and even limp I could feel the mass of him pressed against me. “Maybe a little. Jealous, curious, you know… the whole caveman deal. But hey, it’s not like you were a girlfriend cheating on me or something.”
I leaned my cheek against his chest. “Yeah. Me a girlfriend, that’d be a new one.”
“Really?” He stepped back a little and looked down at me. “I mean, you’d never had sex, sure… but you’ve never even dated anyone?”
“Not a man,” I admitted, technically sticking to the truth. “There’s been girls, but never anyone for very long.”
“So I’m the first man you’ve been with, even for a date?”
“Um… technically, yes.”
He chuckled. “I guess I better step up my game, then. I wouldn’t want to lose you to the other team, especially with Kat as my competition. She scares me.”
I grinned. “You haven’t seen her with a whip yet.” Read more »