Perfect

Chapter 8

"Bye Mum" I shout.

"Wait young lady, when will you be back home. Will you be at Arthurs all weekend".

She knows, how does she know? Does she even know? I look guilty I'm sure of it. She couldn't possibly I am just overthinking again.

"I think so, ill be back Sunday".

"OK darling, well you are only round the corner so pop home if you need me, I love you".

"love you too Mum".

Arthur lives so close it takes less than a minute to get there. I have my nicest underwear on, I even made sure it matches, I want to look my best. I have spent the morning shaving my legs, painting my nails and just making a little bit more effort. I feel good, it's nice to feel nice.

Arriving at Arthurs a can hear him on the phone, he has a side gate so he must be outside. He rarely smokes but, like me does if he has been drinking. The smell of smoke waves through the air and I deeply inhale it, smells so good. I do like the smell, I don't know why but I really do. He must of been drinking or else he wouldn't be smoking, perhaps he is nervous too.

"Hello" I shout as I open the gate.

"Hey babe, I didn't think you was coming yet".

"Oh sorry, are you on the phone? I was just ready sooner than I planned so I thought I would make my way over. Have you been drinking Arthur?".

"Yes I am on the phone. I have had a few already , help yourself there's gin on the side or there's vodka in the cupboard if you want that instead. I'll be in once I've finished this ok".

I head on in through the side door which leads me straight into the kitchen. Arthurs parent kept a clean house, very clean in fact. Every bit of china has its place, every pot is labeled and not a spec of dust in sight.

I pour myself a vodka and coke, I nearly spill the coke with the amount of fizz it produces. I quickly down it. I want to take the edge off for confidence, not get drunk but just enough to pull me out my shell. I quickly pour myself another.

I'm startled by Arthurs touch. He grabs my waist, wrapping his arms tightly around me, I can feel his muscles against me and he squeezes me close. It feels good, his touch feels good. It always did, I loved him touching me and holding me close to him. His pushing himself against me now and I can feel my body starting to react. Gently moving my hair out the way he starts slowly kissing my neck. It's such a turn on, feeling his warm breath against the skin on my neck. Send shivers down my whole body.

Giggling I say "Well you are keen".

He spins my body around and presses me against the cupboard. Jesus how much has he had to drink, he is normally more confident than me but not this confident. He grabs my face and starts kissing me, it is passionate and I'm here for it but really don't want to loose my virginity on his mothers kitchen floor.

"OK, OK, Stop" I say.

"What, sorry I thought you wanted to".

"I do but not here, in the kitchen your parents Kitchen. I thought perhaps upstairs in the bed would be better"

I grab my drink and lead the way, they do this in the films right? Lead their partner upstairs, though when they do it they look good doing it, I feel like an idiot. Keenly he is following me up the stairs. Fuck he really is looking forward to this, perhaps a bit too much, I thought he might be a little nervous and I wanted to talk about it first. Just what to expect, I am worried it might hurt. So many girls had said it hurt them before or they had bled, that could be embarrassing l.

"Right Arthur wait, I need to just process this a minute, let me think about this" I say sitting down on his bed.

"Think about what, you said you wanted this Lucy. It's fine if you don't but"

I interrupt him 'I do want it but I just am anxious, I'm worried firstly if its going to hurt and secondly if I will be any good. Are you not worried?"

"Darling, we can take this as slow as you want. If it hurts just say and I will stop. You shouldn't worry about being good, its not about that"

Arthur fills me with confidence, I do feel better now. I still feel awkward but better than I did 5 minutes ago. We spend the next  hour talking things over, for most its not a big deal but for me it is. Arthur makes endless trips up and down the stairs to refill our drinks and the more I drink the more ready I am.

We head downstairs for a cigarette and I know when we go back upstairs it's probably time, if I don't do it now then I probably wont. I feel confident now, the vodka has worked wonders and I feel a little too confident actually, bit hot. I don't want to fuck it up but he said I don't need to do anything.

"Here" Arthur says handing me a cigarette.

"Thanks"

I light it, deeply inhaling the cigarette. The fresh air makes me realise how drunk I actually am, shit I hope I can sober up a bit. I want to remember my first time, its a big deal to me and I don't want to be out of it.

Arthur stares at me. You could cut the sexual tension with a knife, we both want it. I love the way he looks at me, his eyes are full of love and care. Everything he does shows me how much he cares. From the title things like folding my Pjs and putting them on my pillow to heating my towel up on the radiator so it's warm once I've had a shower.

He quickly snatches my cigarette out my hand and throws it on the floor. He picks me up around his wait and carries my inside the house, we are kissing all the way upstairs. When we reach his bedroom he throws me down on his bed. He is being a little rougher than I like but perhaps he excited. He franticly pulls off his shirt and jeans before fully removing his boxers. Wow, He is standing there fully naked, his whole body on show, showing me how much he wants me. Its my turn now, so I slowly as sexy as I can manage remove my clothes revealing my black matching underwear.

"Wow Lucy"

"Turn out the light" I say.

I am drunk but don't want him looking at every face I pull, that could be embarrassing, if it hurts I don't want him to know. I don't want to disappoint so I will probably just stay quiet.

All I can hear now is the both of us panting, staring at the ceiling. The sex was so much better than I expected, god it felt so good. OK so sparks didn't fly like in the movies and i was slightly uncomfortable at one point but I get now what all the fuss it about, that feeling of connecting with the person that means more to you than anything.

I am trying to hide my smile, I feel immensely proud of myself, I feel full and content. I have finally bloody done it, I didn't think I would feel this good after. I am proud of myself, I finally let myself go and I am proud it was to the love of my life, Arthur.