Chapter 23

I held my breath as I waited for Ruth’s answer. She took my hand that was at her face in hers and brought it back down to the table.

“I don’t think I should come to your bed.” I squeezed Ruth’s hand and sighed in disappointment.

“I guess it is a little soon,” I said quietly.

“What do you mean?” Asked Ruth, clearly confused. “I just meant that your bed is too small.” Now it was my turn to be confused, but Ruth continued anyway, “and that we should go to mine instead.” My confusion melted away as what she was saying sank in.

“Really?” I exclaimed, still somewhat reeling from emotional whiplash. She reached out and stroked the back of my hand.

“Yes, David. I do wish to be your mate, and for you to be mine. I wish that very much.” After taking a couple of deep breaths to calm myself, I broke out into a silly grin. I sprang off my chair and hugged Ruth tightly. When I let go she stood up.

“Umm, I guess we go now?” I asked awkwardly, not really knowing how to proceed.

“Yes, I ... suppose we should.”

I followed Ruth to her room and when we got inside I looked around. I’d only seen the inside a couple of times, but she kept it neat and organized.

“How do you suppose we go about doing this?” Asked Ruth nervously and I laughed.

“I don’t know. I just as new to this as you, so I’m probably just as nervous too!”

“That’s true...” she sighed. “But you’re not going to change tonight,” she added quietly, and suddenly I felt guilty for bringing this whole thing up.

“Ruth, if you’re not ready...”

“No, David,” she cut me off. “I admit that I am nervous, but I want this. I love you, and I want to be drawn to you.” She reached out and took my hands in hers. “Especially since now I get to have you, and keep you.” We stood there tenderly looking into each other’s eyes for a few seconds.

“I’m not going anywhere. I love you too. I’m committed to this, and to you.”

“I know.”

“How about we start with kissing and just let things progress from there,” I suggested, reaching up to stroke the soft fur on her face. She lowered her head and her lips softly met mine. They still tasted like strawberries from the wine and cheesecake.

After a minute of gently making out I reached for the front of her top and started unbuttoning it. Ruth tensed up a little, but encouraged me to keep going by putting a little more pressure in our kiss. When I finished with the last button I slowly reached into the front of her shirt and put my hands on the soft fur of her belly. Ruth pulled her face away from mine with a gasp and when I opened my eyes, I saw that hers were tightly shut. She quickly reached up, took hold of my face and mashed her lips back to mine before letting her arms fall back to her sides. My heart thudded in my ears as I slid my hands around to her sides, feeling the soft velvet of her belly give way to the much coarser fur along her flank. I ran my fingers up her sides, past the fabric of her bra, and around the front of her shoulders. With a small push her shirt fell to the floor.

Ruth pulled her mouth just far enough from mine to take a deep breath, then she started working on the buttons of my own shirt, and moments later it joined hers on the floor.

Still keeping my eyes shut, Ruth’s face was still close enough that I could feel her breath when I heard the unmistakable sound of a zipper. She pulled me close and guided my hand around to the small of her back and pushed my hand downward. Her skirt’s waistband was loose, and I realized that it was only being held up by it’s tail-hole. As I pulled it free, I drew my hand down the whole length of Ruth’s tail and she shivered. I smiled when my fingers ran through the tuft of longer fur at the end.

Since we seemed to have the unspoken agreement to keep our eyes shut until we were both fully unclothed, I was grateful when I felt Ruth’s bra tumble forward because I didn’t think I could manage to take it off her it blindly myself yet. I couldn’t resist reaching forward and running my hands over her large, soft mounds a couple times and she moaned quietly. They were mostly covered by the same velvety fur that covered the rest of her belly, though her nipples were furless.

I unbuckled my belt, and Ruth hooked her thumbs in the waistband of my pants and underwear. Moments later they were both added to the growing collection of discarded cloths on the floor, and all I was still wearing was my socks, which I figured didn’t count. I repeated the motion to Ruth’s panties, and that was all of it.

I opened my eyes and looked up into Ruth’s. Her breath was shaky, though mine wasn’t exactly steady either. I smiled and took a couple steps back to get the first look at Ruth ... my mate.

Almost right at my eye level, her boobs were massive, each one much bigger than my handspan. Despite that they sat very nicely on her large frame and complimented the curve of her hips beautifully. The soft, nearly-white fur that started at her muzzle ran all the way down her torso, and over her belly before stopping in a V shape at the tops of her thighs.

Between her legs sat a pair of puffy, lips on top of a fleshy mound with sparse hair the same near-white color as her belly. It looked a bit different than a human’s, but was very enticing, and I was really looking forward to fully exploring it. A little bit of wetness glistened between the lips.

“David,” Ruth said softly, making me realize that I was staring. She self-consciously wrapped her arms around her middle and pinched her legs together. “Am I ok?” She asked with a shaky voice. I smiled and let my eyes sweep her beautiful body again before I stepped up and ran my hands through her fur on her sides, making her shiver again.