My Girlfriend's Sister

My Girlfriend's Sister - 7

She knew me better than to expect me to be like every other guy. This is why her sister loved me so much. I respected her for being a woman, not a whore. Leksi's eyes watched me through the mirror as I reared away, her mouth falling limply into a tiny circle.

"Do you want me to be like them?" I hissed angrily.

She blinked, but didn't speak.

"You want me to become an asshole? Do you want me to fuck you right now?" my eyes were smoldering with heat and disgust.

She wanted me to turn into them. She wanted me to be just like the guys in her past. The ones that tried to take advantage of her and only chased her for her looks.

"N-Nate..."

"I don't want to hear it, Lex."

"But, Nate..."

I turned away, giving her my back. As I rushed out of the bathroom, Leksi's small hand fell on my shoulder blade. "I didn't mean it like that," she worried, her lips trembling slightly. "I just...," she paused, searching for the right words, "...I really need you. Not just in that way, Nate. I...I want to feel your arms wrapped around me," she blushed, "and I want to feel your body on mine."

My hand traveled to her soft cheek, cradling it tenderly.

"I've never felt this way before and it scares me to think that...that..." the words drifted away.

"You can tell me, Lex," I sighed warmly, encouraging her.

"...that I want you to be my first," her head bowed as the words left her mouth.

Her first?

She had to be lying.

"Lex, you've never...?"

She shook her head in shame.

"Then..."

"I'm not a complete spinster, Nate. I've just never gone all the way," she shrugged.

I sighed deeply, taking it all in. She was actually considering giving me her virtue, her chastity, but was she ready for that?

"Lex, I have to go with your sister to the store. I'll be back and we'll talk about it, okay? Do you need anything while we're out?"

"No," she shook her head and I turned away. As I sauntered towards the attic steps, I felt Leksi's hands stop me again. I turned around, looking down at her.

"What is it?" I worried.

She closed her eyes, rolling onto her toes. Her lips puckered and her body pressed against mine for one simple, yet tender kiss.

"I'll be back in a few," I whispered, tracing my lips over to her cheek and leaving a kiss on it. Leksi retreated back to her bed, snuggling her towel closer to her body.

*

We walked the aisles nervously, fidgeting with each other's hands. Sarah's whole body tremble with anticipation while I tried my best to maintain my own self-control. This was probably one of the most nerve-wracking things we had ever done---together or separately. Finally reaching our aisle, Sarah looked up at me. "You promise things will be okay?"

"I promise," I replied, leading her in.

We spent minutes figuring out which test to buy. We wanted something accurate, but how accurate could these things get? None were one hundred percent precise, so we settled for the pink box with the lady on the front of it.

Checking out was even worse then picking out the test itself. The cashier looked at us skeptically and then at Sarah's toned stomach before giving her a grim smile. Frankly, it wasn't any of her business.