Slowly, he edged himself closer to her until his crotch was firmly pushed up against her left leg. She didn’t protest.
He had experience. Knew exactly how to touch a girl, and he didn’t fumble as his right hand made its way under Tara’s shirt. Her stomach was bare to his touch and he stroked it a few times before sliding his hand along the outline of her rib cage. He couldn’t stop himself. Didn’t think. He just moved instinctively, touching her everywhere. She wasn’t telling him no. And his hand just kept exploring. Her breast was only a breath away, teasing the edge of his finger, and he moved again and covered the roundness.
The desire burning through him drove him. The way she moved her hips when he touched her mound drove him further. Her bra was in the way so he went under it. Her bare breast seemed to welcome his touch, reaching into his palm, fitting as though it belonged there.
Her kisses were as hot as the rest of her body, her lips moving on his in ways he’d never imagined lips could move. She was a power he couldn’t resist. And he continued his exploration of her body.
Over to her other breast and the nipple that was already hard. He stayed there for a while before his hand started to roam again, back down across her stomach to the button on her jeans. He didn’t even attempt to unfasten the closure, but he didn’t let it stop their adventure, either. Sliding his fingers beneath the waistband of her jeans, Tim touched her pubic hair.
And he had to stop. His penis was ready to explode and that imminent danger finally brought him to his senses.
What in the hell was he doing? It wasn’t like he’d never touched between a girl’s legs before, but this was a first date. And her mother was right upstairs.
He pulled back, and looking down at Tara he could hardly believe he was living his own life. She was so beautiful she made him ache. Her lips were swollen, and she had a look of awe in her eyes.
“We have to stop or we’re going to be in trouble.”
She nodded. And reached up to kiss him one more time. He kissed her back and would have been lost to all rational thought if she hadn’t broken the contact. She moved slowly, trying to sit up, and Tim moved too, reluctantly getting off her.
They didn’t say anything as they put themselves together, but he took her hand as they climbed the stairs.
Her mother was still in the kitchen.
“Mom, I’m leaving to take Tim back.”
“Okay.” Mrs. Gumser came around the corner, drying her hands on a towel. And Tim realized the enormity of what he’d just done.
Tara’s hair was messed up. Her makeup mostly rubbed off. He felt like his jeans were stretched two sizes out of shape.
“It was nice to meet you,” he said. “Thanks for having me over.”
Mrs. Gumser had to know that they’d just spent more than an hour alone in the basement, but she didn’t seem the least bit suspicious about what they’d been doing.
“You’re welcome,” she said. “Please come back. Anytime.”
Tara was quiet on the drive back to Wright State, and Tim didn’t have any idea what to say to her. The way things had happened so quickly was embarrassing.
She pulled up to the curb at Wright State and he opened his door.
“I had a good time,” she said.
“Yeah, me, too.”
He got out of the car and heard her say, “If your friend’s working next Thursday, too, you can come over again.”
“Okay.”
He shut the door.
She drove off.
Four
I COULDN’T BELIEVE WHAT I’D DONE. I was no longer untouched. Just like that. In the space of hours I went from never been kissed to experienced.
Mom served dinner like it was any other night. Pork chops and scalloped potatoes and peas.
I ate. I left the table. I couldn’t sit there. Not with Tim’s kisses still tingling against my lips. Not with those disturbing feelings between my legs.