Finding Forever

Chapter 4

Susan had other plans, apparently. Last summer, she springs the biggest surprise of our relationship on me: she wants to hook up. To say she took me by surprise was an understatement. I had never even kissed anyone, so to hit the gas like this was just a bit overwhelming. Still, was I really going to deny myself and this beautiful woman the opportunity to be together? The answer to that was a resounding "Hell fucking no!" I was terrified, but in an excited way. Nostradamus couldn't have predicted this.

I headed over to her house, my stomach turning every which way. I rang her doorbell and my heart leapt into my throat. Was this a good idea? I could still get in the car. Drive away. She opened the door. Nope. This was happening. Here and now.

She lead me up to her room. I had been to her house before, but never went upstairs, certainly not to her room. It was pretty girly, which was to be expected I guess: fluffy pink pillows, bright wallpaper, pink shag rug. My whole body was shaking, I'm sure. I tried to pay more attention to the woman undressing in front of me. She was wearing matching turquoise bra and panties, which, if the internet is to be believed, meant shit was about to go down. I was happy to get out of my clothes; I was wearing the most uncomfortable shirt I own. She put on music, but I only half paid attention to it. We climbed on her bed. I couldn't believe it. I was on top of the most beautiful girl I knew. We didn't just kiss; we made out, which made for a much more interesting experience. I could feel her tongue in my mouth. It's a strange sensation, but I loved every minute of it. I moved my hand onto her ass. I started moving my body over her, grinding against her. She did the same. I moved my hand from her ass to her breast. I thought I felt her smile. Maybe I imagined it. I moved my hand down along the length of her body, wanting to feel every inch of her. I moved her panties aside and slid two fingers inside her. I could feel her tense and shudder. She locked her legs behind mine. It felt almost like I was stirring molasses. I didn't want the moment to end. Everything, for a moment, felt so good between us. Everything that had gone wrong over the years, vanished. I wanted so much to just keep kissing her. She stopped, eventually, and lay on top of me.

I stayed silent, wondering what was coming. Bad news, good news? The silence was killing me. For several seconds, no one said a thing. Then she said, "So you only see me as a friend, huh?" I thought to myself, "Then why did you suggest this?" But I would never say that to her. Instead I simply chuckled and said, "Heh, yeah." There wasn't really anything else to say. She moved to keep kissing me. I took notice of her perfume now. I couldn't recall it anymore, but I would recognize it anywhere. I couldn't tell you the scent, but it was special. It was her.

It felt like time had stopped. I wanted to be with her, in this moment, forever. That, of course, couldn't happen, and in our final moments together, I asked a bold question: I wondered if she would give me a blowjob. She seemed hesitant, so I reassured her that she didn't have to do anything she didn't want to. I was fine either way. She agreed in the end though. I could feel myself getting hard at the prospect. I took off my boxers and she put her lips around my penis. It was the greatest feeling in the world. She moved her head up and down, moving her tongue around. It was indescribably amazing. I think it was in that moment I began to fall in love with her. Not because she gave me a blowjob, but because she wanted to be so intimate with me after everything we had been through over the years.