The View From My Knees

Kris and I almost slept together today. We were hanging out in his bed, rolling around and being playful like we often do. Cuddling. Caressing. But always with the understanding that it wouldn’t go any further. But then it did. Almost. I started to rub his cock through his sweatpants as he was on a phone call. It started as a joke, to see if he could continue his conversation without breaking. But I continued after he hung up. His breathing became heavy and I could almost hear him moaning under his breath. But then I got shy or nervous and pulled away. I climbed over him to get some water off of the nightstand and just ended up on top of him. I was only in my bra and panties. My legs were straddling him. He gently laid his hands on my thighs. I leaned down and rested my head on his shoulder, and then we began to move against each other. I could feel his hard cock rubbing against my pussy through our clothes. Our breath deepened. We didn’t say a word, we just laid there gyrating against each other. I’m not sure how long we were doing it. Time seemed to stand still. It could have been a couple of minutes or half an hour. Eventually – reluctantly – he rolled me off of him.

“I have to go pick up Ally,” he said in a frustrated tone. “I told her I’d be leaving soon.”

I put my arms around him and pulled him on top of me. “Tell her something came up,” I said playfully.

“Mmm…god…” he moaned as we began to gyrate against each other again. Then he stopped again. “We shouldn’t make our first time a quickie.”

“Face it, it’s going to be quick either way,” I joked. But I’m sure we knew there was some truth in it. The heat between us was unmistakable, and if we were finally going to give in to it after all this time it was unlikely we’d be able to keep from exploding for very long.

But he pulled himself away. “Bookmark,” he said, motioning to our still heaving bodies. “We can pick this up again right here.”

“But it took me so long to read this far!” I cried out with a laugh. I knew this wasn’t the moment. But at least now I knew there would be that moment.

Now that I’ve had all day to think about what happened, I don’t know how I feel about that. It’s complicated, you know? No, you don’t know, because it’s been a long time since I’ve written and you don’t even know who Kris is.

A lot has happened in the past few months. Those of you that follow my Twitter may have heard whispers of hot sex with new boys, breakups and makeups, and other highs and lows in my sex life. But things have been so busy that the details haven’t made it to this blog. I intend to fix that over the next week or so. I’ll do my best to tell you all about my complicated and exciting relationship with Kris, my breakup(s) with Vincent, and the brief but amazing affair with Collin, as well as all the other little odds and ends that are sure to get your interest piqued once again.