Old Friends (R Rated)

A Hidden Kink In the Armour

            Katey was aroused. Really aroused. Her panties were soaked through. Her breathing hitched by Scott's smouldering kisses as he made his way down to her clothed chest. Her hands held above her head loosely in one of his hands while the other travelled the length of her body. Her back arching off the couch wanting, needing his touch. But with all of this going on within her it also battled with a wave of overwhelming anxiousness at what she knew was to come. She wanted it so much but at the same time she was afraid that she would fuck it up some way. No, she knew she would fuck it up.

            She didn't want that to happen not after finally getting here. To this point in time with Scott, her Scott that she loved for years and never imagined ever getting the chance to actually have sex with him. She had spent hours dreaming of this happening but she knew, well she had thought, that it would never actually happen.

            The only thing that she could see that would ruin it all, make Scott pull away from her not wanting her, was limited knowledge of what to do in a situation like this. She knew what to do and what was going to happen if they continued it's just that every other time she had done it before she had always felt like an idiot because she was clumsy with her hands and would fumble and mess up.

            Any time that she was in control it would end terrible. The man she was with at the time would either laugh at her attempt and take over again or get fed up with her and lose interest. Obviously she had never had the luck of meeting a guy who would just show her how to do it right or at least some way decent instead of making her looking like an idiot but after only two or three failed attempts Katey had simply given up on ever excelling in that department.

            So with the thought of Scott finding out that she really was hopeless in this area she began to freak out as more and more of each other's clothes came off.

            With only their underwear left Scott's simple mistake of thinking Katey's shiver was from the cold of the room or pleasure was soon discovered my him to be her worry.

            Scott swiftly pulled away from Katey the feeling of dread washing over him as he thought of how he was pushing her too fast.  "Shit, Katey. Why didn't you stop me? Am I going too fast? Fuck!" He swore. "I'm pushing you into something you don't even want to do aren't I?" He moved to sit away from her to give her some space but her small warm hands wrapped around his neck and pulled him back to her.

            "No, don't." She said annoyed that he had seen her unease. "That's not it at all. You were fine. More than fine, it felt amazing." Her voice lower her cheeks now red.

            "Then what's the matter? Why are you worried? I would never hurt you Katey. You know that don't you?" He asked searching her eyes.

            "Yes Scott I know. I just..." She trails off ashamed of her answer to why they had to stop. She drops her chin to her chest not able to meet Scott's eye.

            But Scott wanted to see her face so a gentle lift of her chin had him looking at her deep brown eyes again. "What? You can tell me anything."

            Katey let out a sigh seeing that Scott wasn't going to let this go. "I just don't want to disappoint you."  She mumbled.