Chapter 83

I was still half-asleep when I realized that someone had snuggled in next to me. Their back was towards me and I could feel naked skin, so I opened my eyes. It was dark in the room, but I could make out the back of girl’s head that looked familiar, and I said, “Cindy?”

“Uh-huh.”

I asked, “What are you doing here?” as gently as I could.

“Please, let me stay for a while, Pete.”

“Is something wrong?”

“Please don’t ask. Just let me lie here with you.”

We lay quietly for a while. My arm was trapped between us, so I turned toward her and put my arm on her waist. She tensed up for a second when I did, then she settled down and moved closer to me until we were doing ‘spoons’. I could feel that she was wearing only panties and a bra with her pressed so tightly against me. She felt good, and I felt myself starting to get hard against my will. I tried to think of something else, but it quickly made things worse when Sylvia came to mind, and I had to move away from her so that I wouldn’t poke her in the back. She asked, “Are you okay?” when I did.

“Yeah, it’s just, uhh...”

In a tiny voice, she asked, “I’m not that much of a turn off, am I?”

My heart went out to her, and I figured a little fib wouldn’t hurt, so I said, “No, Cindy, it’s just the opposite. You’re a very sexy girl, and you’re turning me on.”

She answered, “Really?” and surprised me by reaching behind her and touching me. She felt around until she found the bulge in the front of my shorts, and she put her hand on it after a sharp breath intake. We lay there with her hand on me, until my cock jumped a little against my will. She suddenly turned over and pulled herself against me. I’m a lot taller than she is and my bulge ended between her legs and I could feel her hot breath on my chest when she turned over. It was a turn on, but the way we were laying wasn’t comfortable, so I rolled on to my back, and pulled her next to me. She lay her head on my shoulder, put her leg over me, and we lay that way until I began to feel guilty. It was great having a girl lying next to me, but it made me think about what Amy had said. How would I feel about what she was doing if this girl was Erin? I doubt if Cindy had much experience with sex, and I was letting her be in my bed. This wasn’t right, and I was about to say something when she put her hand on my stomach. She left it there for a second, and then she slowly moved it down until she got to my shorts.

I said, “Do you know what you’re doing, Cindy?”

In a voice so quiet that I could barely hear her, she said, “Uh-huh,” and slipped her hand inside my shorts and took hold of my cock.

Surprised, I cried, “Cindy!”

She was panting slightly when she answered, “Shhh, please don’t say anything, I want to do this.”

Even though I was feeling guilty, what she was doing felt good, so I closed my eyes and listened to her as her breathing became more ragged, and I have to admit that so did mine. She was almost lying on top of me, and her pussy was pressed against my leg. I began to feel heat coming from her, then I could feel wetness forming when she started moving against me. She wasn’t doing much with my cock, just squeezing and rubbing it a little, but her hand moved toward the head at one point. I guess there was some pre-cum there, and when she felt it she cried “Ohhhh,” and she let go of it, threw the covers back, and climbed on top of me. She pressed her pussy against the bulge in my shorts, leaned down and grabbed me by the shoulders, and she began dry-humping me after a few seconds. Her orgasm came in less than a minute. She gasped, ground her mound against me, and after a series of muted “Oh, oh, ohs,” she dropped on top of me and lay there, panting.

I must admit it that was a huge turn on. I knew that I shouldn’t be doing it, but a few minutes later, when she shuddered and started moving her body against me again, I couldn’t help it, and I slid my hands under her panties, put them on the cheeks of her butt, and pulled her tightly against me. She whispered, “Ohhh, Pete,” and put her arms around my neck. She was clutching me so tightly In a minute that I could feel her heart beating.

She was dripping wet now, and so was the front of my shorts. I couldn’t help myself, and I moved my hands down past her anus until the fingers of one hand were touching the slick, matted hair between her legs. I slowly began touching the folds of her outer lips at the bottom of her vagina. She gasped and her body stiffened, but she didn’t tell me to stop, so I began rubbing my finger between and around the folds. She was breathing heavily now, and making little mewing noises, soI touched my finger to her opening after a minute or two.

She Suddenly gasped, threw herself off me, and sat on the edge of the bed, shaking and hugging herself. “What happened, Cindy?” It took her a minute when I asked before she explained, “I’m so sorry, Pete. I didn’t mean for things to go this far.”

A little frustrated, I asked, “You crawled into my bed half naked for the second night in a row. How far did you think this was going to go?”

There was a pause again, then, “I don’t know, I just, uhh...”

It then dawned on me, and I asked, “You’re a virgin, aren’t you?”

“Uh huh.”

“And you’re like, uhh, intact down there, right?”

She nodded, and I lay there for a while, thinking about what she said. It was getting cold in the room and I noticed that she was shivering, so I reached for her and said, “Lie here with me. I promise not to do anything, but I want to talk to you.”

She hesitated for a moment, then she lay back alongside me. Her body was still tense, but I pulled the covers up, put my arm around her, and held her until she began to relax.

I said, “This is better. Now, I want you to trust me, okay?”

“I guess so.”

“Not good enough. I need you to trust me a lot, because I’d like to ask you some very personal questions.”

There was a deep sigh, then, “Okay, I trust you.”

“Okay, first off, do you have any doubts that you’re an attractive young girl?”

“I’m not attractive, Pete. I’m so plain that I’m practically invisible.”

“I see, so the fact that I was so turned on just now was because I’m a guy, and a guy will do anything, eh?”

“Uhh no, I guess that you like me a little.”

“I see, and what about the fact that Jake seems to like you. He does, doesn’t he?”

“I, umm, guess so.”

“Okay, let’s see now. Erin showed you some things about how to dress and what to do about make up a little while ago. You’ve been out with two guys since then. Does that tell you something?”

“I suppose so.”

“Knock off the ‘I suppose so’ crap. What does it tell you?”

“I guess it says that I’m okay to be with, but that time you took me to Magic Mountain wasn’t a date, I just sort of came along.”

“Did you have a good time?”

“Of course, I did, but I...”

I interrupted with, “Well, I did too. You’re fun to be with, and you captivated Jake at the movies the other night.”

“I’m not sure that I captivated him.”

“I see. So the way that he followed you around like a puppy had nothing to do with anything. Okay, what did you and he do today?”

“We, umm, went to church, then we had lunch, and we talked a lot after that.”

“Did you have a good time?”

“Uh huh.”

“Did he have a good time?”

“I think so.”

“Did he ask you out again?”

“He said that he’d call, but, umm, who knows if he will?”

“What do you mean? Of course, he will, and so will others if you give them a chance.”

“You really think so?”

“I sure do! Here’s the thing. You’ve been hiding. You’re friendly and helpful when you’re in the office at school, but you seem cold and aloof as soon as you get back to class. I know why; it’s because you’re shy, but you have to come out your shell.”

“I-I, don’t know how to do that. Besides, I’m not pretty or sexy like the other girls in class.”

“That’s baloney. In the first place, a lot of being pretty is presentation, and both Erin and Amy will help you there. Plus you have brains, and you’re nice on top of that.”

“I may be the other things, but my body is not sexy. I know what I look like.”

“That’s bull, Cindy. Tell you what.”

My bed is against the wall and I was behind her, so I crawled over her, went to the window, closed the blinds, then I turned the room heater on, switched the light on my desk on, and I said to her, “Stand up.”

She had a ‘deer in the headlights’ look on her face, but she finally stood up and faced me. She put one arm in front of her breasts, covered her crotch with her other hand, and stood there staring at the ground.

I took her by the arm and led her in front of the full-length mirror on the back of my bathroom door, stepped beside her, and said, “Don’t stare at the ground. Put your arms at your sides and look at yourself.”

She reluctantly did as I asked, and I said, “Look at you. Nice shoulders, clear, smooth skin, what more could you ask for?”

She looked at herself for a minute, then she got a determined look on her face and she reached up and unhooked her bra. She held it together for a minute, then she let it drop to the floor.

She watched me look at her for a few seconds, then she said, “Look, I have practically no breasts at all.”

They were small. I doubt if she even needed a bra, but the areolas were quite large, and she had long, sexy nipples.

She stared at herself for a minute, then she said, “Touch my breasts.”

“Are you sure?”

“Uh-huh.”

I stepped behind her to watch our reflection in the mirror, and I reached around and put my hands on her breasts. She shuddered as soon as I touched them, then she closed her eyes and leaned her head back against my chest. It was a very sexy sight, especially when she put her hands over mine and placed my fingers over her nipples. I started kneading her breasts and rolling her nipples between my fingers. She responded by moaning, slowly turning her head from side to side, and began forcing her butt against my growing erection.

She whispered, “I knew it would be like this,” after a minute or so.

She suddenly stopped moving and said, “Look at the rest of me before I lose my nerve, Pete. I need you to tell me what I look like. Please be honest and tell me what you see.”

Things were getting pretty intense, so it was with some relief that I stepped back and looked at her from behind.

I looked for a minute, then I said, “Not bad, not bad at all. Like I told you, you have nice shoulders, and nice, smooth skin. It’s hard for me to keep my hands off you.”

She reached behind, took my hands, placed them on her waist and said, “Don’t stop now, I may never have the nerve to ask someone about this stuff again. What do you feel here?”

She’s a little soft there, so I said, “Your waist is softer than it needs to be, but it’ll be okay with a little work, and you have really cute little dimples just over your butt. Your body could be very nice in no time.”

She looked at herself for a full minute before she said, “What about the rest of me?”

“Like what?”

“I want you to look at all of me.”

I wasn’t sure what she was driving at, until she hooked her thumbs in her panties and slipped them off. She has what the kids in school call ‘an Apple Ass’. Cute rounded cheeks that protrude slightly and look good as they curve under and join her legs, but she was so tense that she was holding her legs tightly together and I could see the muscles in her thighs straining.

I said, “Don’t be embarrassed, Cindy, you have a great butt.”

She didn’t respond, but I could see her began to relax, until I said, “Okay, turn around.”

She tensed up again, but she seemed to make her mind up and she quickly turned around. I thought that there was something wrong for a second. I didn’t notice it in the mirror, but she was bright red, and I realized that she was blushing, so I said, “Please relax.”

She deeply sighed, but she quietly stood while I looked at her. She had a large patch of hair around her crotch. It was still matted because of what went on earlier, but her skin was clear and smooth. Skinny as she was, I could see her ribs, but she actually didn’t look bad. She finally asked, “What do you think?”

“Well, like I said, you need to gain a few pounds, you need to work out a little, and you should do something about all that hair down there, but you mostly look great.”

She looked at me for a while before she stuttered, “T-Thank you for being honest,” and she bent to pick her panties up. They were still wet, and she looked at them for a second before she grabbed her jeans and top, and went into the bathroom.

I slipped my pants and a T-shirt on, and I was sitting on the bed when she came out. She had a serious look on her face, so I asked, “Are you okay?”

“I’m okay.”

“Do you want to call it a night?”

“I guess so, unless you have more questions?”

“I actually do, but it’s personal stuff.”

“I may never get the nerve again if we don’t talk about it now.”

“Okay, why did you come to my room last night?”

“I, uhh, wanted to, umm, talk to you, but you were asleep.”

“So you took everything but your panties and bra off and got in bed with me?”

“I wanted to see what it was like to be almost naked with a boy.”

“Weren’t you afraid of what I might do?”

“I knew that I could trust you, and that you would stop if I asked you to.”

I sat there thinking about what she said. How could she trust me like that when she didn’t know me that well? Is that what Erin and Kelly thought about the boys they were with? Is that a girl thing? It sounded like dangerous behavior, and I wanted to ask her why, but I didn’t want to bum her out, so I changed the subject and asked, “Did you like what happened later?”

She answered with a quiet, “Uh huh.”

“Is that all? I thought you enjoyed it more than that.”

“I did, but it’s, umm, kind of embarrassing to talk about.”

“Why is it embarrassing?”

“Because it was sort of like I was, umm, masturbating even though you were helping me.”

“Is that a bad thing?”

“I, uhh, I don’t know. I guess not.”

“So you did like it?”

“Sure I did. It was unbelievable. I’ve never done anything remotely like that before. That’s all I’ve been able to think about since last night.”

“You’ve never masturbated?”

She quietly answered, “Never with another person.”

“Well, it was exciting for me as well, but I’d like to know something. What did you expect to happen when you came here tonight?”

“I don’t know.”

“Sure you do. You came to bed with me tonight expecting to have sex after what we did last night, didn’t you?”

She slumped a little and stared at the floor before she said, “I guess so.”

I took her in my arms and held her for a while as I thought about what I wanted to say to her. She was ready to give up her virginity to me. Was it because of feelings she had for me, or was it just ‘time’? I didn’t know her well enough to tell if she liked me, or if she was simply in lust, but it was something that I didn’t deserve whatever the case may be.

I took her head in my hands and I said, “I can’t tell you how flattered I am,” when she looked up at me. “The thought that you would choose me for something as important as this is wonderful, but why me?”

“Because I like you. I like you a lot! No guy has ever been this nice to me. I know that getting in bed with you like I did last night was stupid, but I saw how you behaved when you were protecting Erin and her friend, and it was a huge turn on. You were wonderful. I wanted to be with you no matter what, and I was willing to risk anything. I was scared to death, but I would have done anything you asked.”

“So you were disappointed with what we did?”

“No! What we did was fantastic. You were so gentle and so concerned about me that it turned out to be wonderful.”

“Then I fell asleep.”

“That’s okay, I was glad that you did. What happened was a lot for me to process. I haven’t slept a wink since then. I spent today with Jake, and he’s a great guy. I almost wish that I’d met him before I met you because I didn’t give him the attention he deserved. What happened last night left me wanting to come back to you. That’s why I’m here now.”

“So you came here to have sex.”

“This is all new to me, Pete. I don’t really know what I came here for. I came here to be with you, but I knew that, uhh, okay, I guess that I was hoping we would have sex.”

“You stopped me when I touched you down there.”

“I know. Everything was overwhelming all of a sudden. I haven’t been naked in front of anyone since my mom died and it sort of caught up with me.”

“I’m sorry. Are you satisfied with my assessment of you?”

“Yes. You told me things that I already knew, but I needed someone to tell me. I promise that I’ll do something about them, and you said that I was pretty. No boy has ever said that to me before.”

“Well, you are, and other guys will tell you that as well as soon as you realize it.”

“Do you think that they will if they find out that I’m probably the only virgin in the whole school?”

“Guys brag a lot, and I imagine girls do too. I bet that you’d be surprised at how many other girls are also virgins, but you never answered my question, why me?”

“You’re all I’ve thought about since that day you helped me in the lunchroom. Guys don’t even notice me, much less come to my rescue, especially guys like you.”

“Well, I’m gonna take that as a compliment, and I guess I understand that you might be drawn to me, but what nearly happened tonight seems like a big step for a smart girl like you to want to do.”

She sighed before she answered, “I’m not that smart. I may do okay in school but I don’t have a clue in most other things. I’m just a girl and I haven’t been around much. I guess that I misunderstood when one of the best-looking guys in school went out of his way to pay attention to me. Would you have made love to me if I hadn’t stopped us?”

“No, Cindy, I wouldn’t have. I shouldn’t have let things go as far as I did.”

“Oh, well, I understand. A guy like you wouldn’t want to be with someone like...”

I interrupted with, “Stop, Cindy, that’s not the reason at all. I’d be proud to be with you, but I won’t make love to you just because you’re here. What you’re offering to me is a part of you and once it’s gone you can never have it back. Make sure that he’s really important to you if you decide to offer it to someone.”

“What if I tell you you’re that important to me?”

“I’d say you have your sights set too low. I’m not around much anymore as you know. I’m not in school and I don’t know where this acting thing is going to take me. You should be with someone who can be with you full time and who can appreciate how wonderful you are.”

She put her head on my chest and we held each other for a while before she said, “Will you at least kiss me?”

We kissed, but I made sure not to put too much into it and she looked at me for a few seconds when I backed away, then she turned and left. I was still turned on, but I went to sleep and dreamt about Sylvia.

I slept better than I had for a while, and I was wakened by Mom’s voice on the intercom Monday morning. “Remember to be in the office at ten. Dress nice, but don’t be early. We want to talk to the people from Solotronics before you get there.”