I stepped up to Brandon's apartment door. I looked around to make sure nobody was around before I pulled the key out from under the door mat. I unlocked the door and opened it. "Holy shit!" I heard a guy say. I looked up. Ben was laying on the couch and there was a naked girl on top of him. "What the fuck! Who is she?" The girl said. She picked up the comforter that was on the floor next to the couch and threw it over them. "You just gonna stand there and stare?" The girl asked rudly. Brandon ran into the room in just a towel. "Ben, you said you were going to Jada's." He said. "Hello!" The girl said. "Oh. Hey, Jada." He said. "You guys didn't tell me you were coming here." "Privacy please?" Jada asked. "Come here." Brandon said. I followed him down to his bedroom. "Sorry." He said. "That was weird. He has a roommate. He has a bedroom, yet he still decides to have sex with his girlfriend on the couch in the living room." I said. "She's not his girlfriend." He said. I gave him a strange look. He smiled. "Nevermind. Just go ahead and sit. I just need to get dressed. You can turn on the tv if you want." "Okay." I said. All I wanted to do was rip his towel off, push him onto the bed and jump on top of him. But, that just isn't something I would ever have the guts to do. He walked into the bathroom and closed the door. He came back out a few minutes later. He had on some kahki shorts and a Vans t-shirt. He jumped back onto his bed and started patting the pillow next to him, until I scooted up to him. We both layed back and he turned on the tv. We watched a couple reruns of The Simpsons. "Am I gonna have to make the first move here?" He asked. I giggled and nodded. "KFC run, you want anything?" Ben shouted. "Do you want anything?" He asked me. "If you want." I said. "Yes but do you want?" He asked. "If you are." I said. He laughed. "Yeah! Just get us a bucket." He said. "Alright!" Ben yelled. We heard the front door open and close. He looked over at me and smiled. He scooted down so he was laying on the bed. I got nervous and just continued to watch tv. "Taylor." He said. "What?" I asked. "Come here." "Why?" He laughed and sat up. "Nevermind." "Damnit." I said to myself in my head. I felt really stupid. "You're really getting into The Simpsons." He said laughing. I shrugged my shoulders. "What's goin on?" He asked. "Nothing." I said. "Okay." "Just do it!" I heard CeCi say in my head as I tried to encourage myself by going over our conversation on the phone earlier. I giggled. "What?" He asked. "I don't know." I said. "Chicken's here!" Ben said. "I'll go get it." He said getting up. I watched him walk out of the room. "I am such an idiot." I said. I continued to watch tv. He came back into the room about five minutes later with the bucket of chicken, some napkins and two soda's. He set it all down in front of us in the bed. We just sat there eating for about a half hour not saying much. When we finished eating, he threw away our garbage and brought the leftovers to the kitchen. He came back and layed down next to me. "I'm tired now." He said. "And stuffed." We both laughed. "Me too." I said. I started to feel a little brave and scooted down so I was laying next to him. He looked over at me. "Did you patch things up with Austin?" He asked. "No. Not yet." I said. "Oh." He said. "That sucks." "It'll be okay." I said. "I'm not worried about it." I turned onto my side and put my hand on his stomach. He reached his arm over and places his hand on top of mine. I smiled at him and he smiled back. He turned to his side facing me. He put his hand on my side and slid my shirt up a few inches. "So?" He asked softly with a smile on his face. "What?" I asked. "You ask what and what a lot." He said. "Even though I know you know exactly what is going on." I giggled. He leaned his head down and kissed the corner of my lip, then the middle. He looked me in the eyes and smiled, then started kissing me. I felt his hand moving slowly up my back. It gave me a tingly feeling up my spine. This was about as far as I had ever gotten with a guy. Luken always repsected me enough to not let his hands roam too much. So, it was new and weird to me. He unhooked my bra and pulled me on top of him. I started to feel very nervous. He pushed me up a little and placed my hands on his shoulders. He smiled. "Raise your arms." He whispered as he leaned up and kissed my shoulder. I raised my arms and he slid my shirt off over my head. He pulled me back down and my bra slide off. My heart started beating very fast and I layed down quickly when I noticed him staring at my breasts. I just layed there, because I didn't know what to do. "Settle down." He whispered. He rolled me over, so he was on top of me. He let most of his weight go to his arms on both sides of me. He just sat there staring at me. "What?" I asked. He laughed and took off his shirt. I got a great glimpse of his muscles and he looked so good that it made me even more nervous. "Relax." He said smiling.
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I stepped up to Brandon's apartment door. I looked around to make sure nobody was around before I pulled the key out from under the door mat. I unlocked the door and opened it. "Holy shit!" I heard a guy say. I looked up. Ben was laying on the couch and there was a naked girl on top of him. "What the fuck! Who is she?" The girl said. She picked up the comforter that was on the floor next to the couch and threw it over them. "You just gonna stand there and stare?" The girl asked rudly. Brandon ran into the room in just a towel. "Ben, you said you were going to Jada's." He said.
"Hello!" The girl said.
"Oh. Hey, Jada." He said. "You guys didn't tell me you were coming here."
"Privacy please?" Jada asked.
"Come here." Brandon said. I followed him down to his bedroom. "Sorry." He said.
"That was weird. He has a roommate. He has a bedroom, yet he still decides to have sex with his girlfriend on the couch in the living room." I said.
"She's not his girlfriend." He said.
I gave him a strange look. He smiled. "Nevermind. Just go ahead and sit. I just need to get dressed. You can turn on the tv if you want."
"Okay." I said.
All I wanted to do was rip his towel off, push him onto the bed and jump on top of him. But, that just isn't something I would ever have the guts to do. He walked into the bathroom and closed the door. He came back out a few minutes later. He had on some kahki shorts and a Vans t-shirt.
He jumped back onto his bed and started patting the pillow next to him, until I scooted up to him. We both layed back and he turned on the tv. We watched a couple reruns of The Simpsons. "Am I gonna have to make the first move here?" He asked.
I giggled and nodded. "KFC run, you want anything?" Ben shouted.
"Do you want anything?" He asked me.
"If you want." I said.
"Yes but do you want?" He asked.
"If you are." I said.
He laughed. "Yeah! Just get us a bucket." He said.
"Alright!" Ben yelled.
We heard the front door open and close. He looked over at me and smiled. He scooted down so he was laying on the bed. I got nervous and just continued to watch tv. "Taylor." He said.
"What?" I asked.
"Come here."
"Why?"
He laughed and sat up. "Nevermind."
"Damnit." I said to myself in my head. I felt really stupid. "You're really getting into The Simpsons." He said laughing.
I shrugged my shoulders.
"What's goin on?" He asked.
"Nothing." I said.
"Okay."
"Just do it!" I heard CeCi say in my head as I tried to encourage myself by going over our conversation on the phone earlier.
I giggled.
"What?" He asked.
"I don't know." I said.
"Chicken's here!" Ben said.
"I'll go get it." He said getting up. I watched him walk out of the room. "I am such an idiot." I said.
I continued to watch tv. He came back into the room about five minutes later with the bucket of chicken, some napkins and two soda's. He set it all down in front of us in the bed. We just sat there eating for about a half hour not saying much. When we finished eating, he threw away our garbage and brought the leftovers to the kitchen. He came back and layed down next to me. "I'm tired now." He said. "And stuffed."
We both laughed.
"Me too." I said.
I started to feel a little brave and scooted down so I was laying next to him. He looked over at me. "Did you patch things up with Austin?" He asked.
"No. Not yet." I said.
"Oh." He said. "That sucks."
"It'll be okay." I said. "I'm not worried about it." I turned onto my side and put my hand on his stomach. He reached his arm over and places his hand on top of mine. I smiled at him and he smiled back. He turned to his side facing me. He put his hand on my side and slid my shirt up a few inches. "So?" He asked softly with a smile on his face.
"What?" I asked.
"You ask what and what a lot." He said. "Even though I know you know exactly what is going on."
I giggled.
He leaned his head down and kissed the corner of my lip, then the middle. He looked me in the eyes and smiled, then started kissing me. I felt his hand moving slowly up my back. It gave me a tingly feeling up my spine. This was about as far as I had ever gotten with a guy. Luken always repsected me enough to not let his hands roam too much. So, it was new and weird to me. He unhooked my bra and pulled me on top of him. I started to feel very nervous. He pushed me up a little and placed my hands on his shoulders. He smiled. "Raise your arms." He whispered as he leaned up and kissed my shoulder. I raised my arms and he slid my shirt off over my head. He pulled me back down and my bra slide off. My heart started beating very fast and I layed down quickly when I noticed him staring at my breasts. I just layed there, because I didn't know what to do. "Settle down." He whispered. He rolled me over, so he was on top of me. He let most of his weight go to his arms on both sides of me. He just sat there staring at me. "What?" I asked.
He laughed and took off his shirt. I got a great glimpse of his muscles and he looked so good that it made me even more nervous. "Relax." He said smiling.
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