Chapter 3 - shy virgin

Chapter 3: 

Shawn's pov

She's beautiful. Her body, her perfectly proportioned body with fat in the right places that I want to grab. 

She's so beautiful, more than she was six years ago, more than all of the pictures Tina sent over the past years as the friends focused on their careers. 

And now, she's even more beautiful with the strap of her dress slightly off her shoulder. Tina must have chosen the dress because Stella has always been conservative and even Tina teases her about being a virgin. 

I wonder if she's still that or if she's given her virginity to someone else. 

If that was the case, I'd like to see the bastard for myself. 

The sleeping beauty groans and stirs in her sleep in a way that pushes her to the edge and just like during their sleepovers in her younger years, she is going to fall the next minute so my hands act quickly to hold her. 

However, they land on her two soft breasts as I place her back to the sofa. 

"Damn!" I swear silently as I get up, my hands stretched ahead of me as they remember the feel of her soft smooth skin. 

It's been ages since I last held a woman because my wife had literally abandoned me to focus on cheating with her boss. 

I feel my member react to her and I know I'm going to have to resort to the method that has been sustaining me all this while. 

I literally race my way to my room because I know that it would get harder the more time I spend around her. 

I close the door behind me barely caring if it's locked or not. 

I kick the empty vaseline lotions to one side and pick up the one I had before Tina called. 

I rub the lotion in my palms, undress and continue while trying to remember and imprint the feel of Stella's breasts in my hands. 

My phone rings in the distance, but that's where it'll stay. 

Work can wait until tomorrow as long as Stella is safe.

Stella's POV

My throat is as dry as the Sahara and the extreme unease I felt as I yawned made realization of the situation dawn on me just before I started to panic. 

I relax my breathing before getting up on my feet, but I sway back right down to my lying position. 

Damn my vision! 

I give it a while before taking my zig zag walk to the kitchen. I hold onto everything that I can, falling a thing or two in the process. My journey until I reach the kitchen is so dark because the shadows seem to have gotten bigger and horror movies are not my favorite. 

I flip the switch and proceed to look for a glass cup. Their kitchen has changed and was probably renovated alongside their front lawn and back garden. I sigh as I give up and proceed to just turn on the tap and drink from it. 

Then I hear a sound that startles me to a jump. 

I turn around when I hear footsteps, but then realize that there is no one around. 

I then proceed to investigate… 

"Who turned on the…", his naked body turns as he notices my presence from behind him, "oh it was you Stella". 

I release a sigh as he reopens the fridge. "Can I get you something?"He asks, but I'm so dazed by both his abs that I can't get over and the fact that I thought I was in a horror movie to reply. 

"Relax sweetheart, it's just me", he says as he innocently raises his hands to prove it. If only he knew how dangerous things just got with that piece of information. 

It's just me with my sexual fantasies in flesh and blood and I suddenly feel too intimidated to seduce him. 

I notice that this time, he's at least in his briefs and not tieing a loose smaller sized towel around waist. 

But that does absolutely nothing to reduce the hammering on my heart when my butts hit the edge of the kitchen sink. 

"Do I scare you Stella?" He asks, his eyes secured on mine as if to look for the answers if I don't reply to him. 

I shake my head sideways. 

"Are you sure?", He asks as he takes another step that swallows the distance between us. 

I gulp, real hard and suddenly my dry throat seems to be the solution to this situation that I'm in. 

I bring my right hand up to my throat and massage it, so that my thumb is on my right and my other four fingers wrap around my throat. 

"What are you doing Stella?" He asks and I blush upon realization. Things just got hotter for us both, in the middle of this cold night. 

"Water", I say, massaging my neck further and looking right into his eyes. 

His glance at me is suspicious, but he leans in and literally grazes my standing nipples with his belly. I shiver. 

I feel naked with the satin dress Tina picked for me.

"The cup is just right…", he says as his big body towers over me and touches me in ways that have me arching my back for more. 

"Here", he says as he relaxes, but into me. 

His eyes are back on mine as he hands me the cup. I gulp as I reach out for it, but my hands suddenly feel sweaty and it drops to the ground. 

"Let me clean that", we both offer but it's only me who leans forward to actually start to pick the glass. 

Bending in the way that draws the back of our dress up, that's how we've been thought to pick stuff up, so I barely feel self-conscious about the habit. 

Tina had made me wear a g string pant. 

"Stella, what are you doing?", His voice comes as a groan from behind me and this totally startles me. 

"I'm trying to pick the glass, I'm sorry it fell", I say as I continue, till I feel something rubbing on my behind and a satisfied moan escaping my bestie's dad's lips. 

This startled me to a jump and I cut my hand with the glass. 

"Ouch", I cry as I try to stand up only for me to hit my head on the edge of the cabinet. 

I might just cry because of how embarrassed I feel right now. I realize that I could never compare to his wife at all. 

Mrs Martinez would never be this clumsy. 

I sniffle, but before I can process any other thing, my knight in shining armor proves himself to be useful again. 

He wraps his left arm around me and holds my right in his. 

"Let me look at that", he says in such an attentive way that I'm torn in between how close his naked body is to me and how caring he's being. 

"It's nothing, I'll just take care of this in my room", I tell him but I make absolutely no effort to get away from him. 

"No sweetheart, I'll run and get the first aid kit right now, but until then, just stay still and follow my lead, just like the good girl that you are", he says. 

My face turns crimson red from natural blush as I do just as he said. 

"Sit here, I'll be back", he says as he helps me sit right back into the couch I had just gotten up from. 

The irony. 

And he's back in no time, with a first aid box and a glass of water. So thoughtful of him. 

"Thank you very much, Mr Martinez", I tell him with my head lowered.

"Sweetheart, call me Shawn please," he says as he takes my hand in his before placing it on his thigh. 

"Is that really okay?" I ask as heat rushes through me from the permission he's given me, to both his body and the name part. 

"Oh come on, I've known you since you were a baby running around naked in our yard and that's enough to build familiarity isn't it?", He asks as he opens the first aid box to take out what he will be needing. 

Do you want to see me running around naked now, Shawn? 

I take a big gulp from the glass of water and realize I have to take it slow because my throat hurts.

"So, how many boys did you date during these last six years? How handsome is your current boyfriend?" He asks, making me spit the rest of the water in my mouth. 

On his face and like a drool unto my body con deep V neck gown, soaking it from my cleavage to the side. 

"Oh, I'm so sorry Mr… Shawn, I didn't mean to be disrespectful, I'm just so…", 

"It's okay sweetheart, you're wet too", he says as his eyes land on my wet breast side. My gaze follows his and I blush. 

"I'm sorry", I apologize as I start to feel self-conscious. 

"It's okay, take this", he says with a handkerchief in hand, except he doesn't hand it over to me. 

He plans to do the cleaning by himself and I let him.

When he's done, he asks…

"Did my question come out wrong or?", He leaves the other option open, so I take it from there while the feel of his fingers on my chest lingers

"I was just too surprised since I was never in a relationship and I'm a virgin. It's okay if you want to mock me and tease me, but I am keeping myself for the one who truly deserves it" I tell him and raise my head to look at him. 

But Shawn only has a straight face. 

No reaction to show that he understands or agrees with me. Or is he mocking me right now? 

I feel so self conscious and realize how different and far I would forever be from his ungrateful wife in a way that hurts.

Unlike me, Mrs Martinez is a lot more mature and has a lot more than I could ever dream of. 

The realization is painful, so I stand up and excuse myself, lest I break down in front of him. 

"I knew you'd dislike me for being a prude", I say as I hold it in until I reach the foot of the stairs. 

But with everything in me, I hope that he'll come after me and pull me into a hug or something, but none of that happens, so I race the stairs, taking it in twos and threes until I reach my room before breaking down.

I should have known better.