"She was just never that much fun, you know? I wanted to be ...," he felt shy or awkward as to how to describe it, " you know, affectionate and all. She just like didn't seem to care."
He looked at her next to him, but when she looked at his eyes it was like he realized how close they sat together and he felt shy and looked away.
"She's an idiot if she doesn't see what a catch she had in you..." She grinned and leaned over, "If I were her age, I would love to get...affectionate...with you."
"Younger?" he smiled and looked at his large hands fumbling nervously in his lap. "You are perfect. Dad is so very lucky. I hope he knows that. Jen is nothing next to you, you know?"
Immediately, Ben jumped to his feet, nervous that he'd said too much.
"I meant, that ... that. I'm just saying you're great. I wasn't trying to say anything bad, that is. I just wish I could find a girl as cool as you."
Benny stood facing her in front of the couch like he was mesmerized.
Her beautiful green eyes seemed to flicker with an excitement that he couldn't remember seeing from her before. When she bit her lip and spoke, she looked as sexy and feminine as he'd ever seen, and when she said the word 'affectionate' like it was something just between them, he felt his jeans throb and a bulge go down and to the left. At once he wanted to leave, but he also wanted to have her look at him.
"Shelly, if it wasn't for dad. ... I mean, if we weren't. I don't think you could trust me or me myself, if things were different. That's all."
Benny froze at first. She couldn't really mean what he thought she meant. He had always thought she was gorgeous, cool and he loved their talking, but he had thought of her as a fantasy, never as someone he could actually be with, someone who'd want to be with him.
He grasped her hand and helped her up, and he felt himself get even harder as she was next to him now, oh so close. He realized he was breathing hard. He could only manage a half-whisper.
Benny loved the softness of her kiss to him, and he felt almost lightheaded that this was even happening. As she moved away, he watched her seemed to glide and he instinctively followed her. Feeling clumsy and lanky he walked behind her and tried to imagine what she would really be like.
Benny had only made-out and groped in the darkness. Shelly was a woman and she was his... . How should he be with her.
Shelly led him upstairs to her room and sat him down on the edge of the bed.
"I'll be right back." She whispered, "Get comfy" she winked.
She disappeared into her closet. She wanted it to be special with him. She emerged a minute or so later in a short black nightie. That left little to the imagination.
Benny couldn't help but stare and his jaw fell as he looked on in disbelief.
She was as sexy and gorgeous as he imagined her. The black nightie contrasted with her blonde hair and his eyes lingered at her nipples, erect and protruding.
He sat at the end of the bed and shifted uncomfortably. He had stripped to his boxer-briefs and now his cock strained at its top as he watched her face slowly shift her gaze there.
Her lips felt soft as they pressed to his, and when he kissed back he felt her mouth open to his.
Her tongue slightly licked at his with their kiss and when he kissed her tongue with his he felt her mouth close more over his and suck more of his tongue into her mouth---he never felt this before and he kissed her deeply, running his tongue into her mouth and taking her into his arms and holding her to him.
At first, he had worried about her seeing him and feeling his cock but now he was pushed to no return with her and couldn't stand it aqlmost.
He looked down at her body standing in front of him, as if he was in a trance at her nakedness and like he was trying to determine where to start.
His look on his face gave away his youth as did his soft features and swollen lips where they had just passionately kissed.
He brought his hands up to the sides of her nightie where it rested on her shoulders. She just did flinch at the feel of his hands peel the fabric from her skin there and bring it to behind her.
She was more exposed to him as her nightie fell to the floor and he again paused looking at her.
His hands went to her sides and gently held her there as his face went to her neck and kissed her soft skin there.
He kissed her skin past her neck and onto her chest as one hand went to the base of her back and fanned out to stroke her bare skin there.
He savored the soft smooth flesh of where her breast started and had to remind himself this was really happening. This was Shelly and he couldn't imagine how many times he had wondered what she must look like, much less feel like and taste.
His mouth gently kissed and sucked as it explored more of her fleshy full breasts.
Benny's mouth found her nipple and he kissed it and brought it between his lips. He sucked at her and ran his tongue over her nipple trying to get as much of her into his mouth as he could.
He felt her hand go to his thick engorged cock and he moaned loudly.