dlove_rm's Blog

Standing at the door getting ready to leave, Nicole asked, "So what do you want in exchange for my ring?" Kieran slowly looked her from head to toe and back up to her eyes and asked, "o you have it with you?" Nicole blushed and immediatly looked at the floor and asked, "Have what?" Kieran just shrugged and turned to head to the living room saying "Ok, suit yourself if that's the way you want to play it. The ring stays here." Nicole huffed and said, "Yes, I have it. It's in my truck." Kieran turned back to her with a glint in his eye and said, "Good, go get it." Nicole hesitated for a second and then turned to head to her truck. He caught her shoulder holding his other hand out and simply said, "Keys". "But how will I get in my truck?" He just kept his hand held out. She asked, "Why?" He again simply stated, "Because I don't trust you." After a few more moments she gave him her keys and headed to her truck. He heard her grumbling and yelled after her, "I know you know the code so quit your grumbling." He chuckled when he was sure he was being called a few choice words under breath. He watched her pull her backpack out of the back seat of her truck and come back into his apartment. She watched him and warily asked, "Now what?" He said, "Now, go put it on." Again she hesitated and went to his spare room to change. She heard him say, "And put it on right this time." She could hear him chuckling again as she had thrown out a few more choice words. While Nicole was nervous she was also a little excited too. She was so thankful to Kieran for spending the day with her. She had been rather depressed on her drive in to meet him. She walked back into the living room where he had gone to watch TV. He told her to come stand in front of him. She slowly walked to him standing a couple of feet from him. He told her to turn around slowly. She was the pink teddy he had bought her a couple of years ago. She turned slowly as requesting. He could tell she was fighting the urge to cover herself up. It was a body hugging outfit that tied behind her neck and came to about mid-thigh on her. He stood and walked the short distance to her. He took both hands and placed them on either side of her face to turn her face up to meet his eyes and said, "Lovely". She blushed and then tried to avert her eyes back to the floor, but he wouldn't let her. He knew she didn't like her body thinking it was not the "norm" for the perfect actresses or models that you see on TV and in magazines. He also knew that she was in a committed relationship where her heart was still fully tied...but he also knew that there was something missing or she wouldn't have spent the entire afternoon/evening with him. Sure they've been friends forever, but still...there was something off. He rarely delved into her relationship knowing that when it weighed heavily enough on her she would eventually talk to him. She always did. When he was fairly sure she wouldn't lower her gaze. He slowly traced both hands down her neck across her shoulders and half way down her arms. He then let both thumbs graze her very erect nipples that were showing through her top. She hadn't worn a bra so she did follow his instructions of "put it on right this time". He asked, “Are these for me?” She shrugged and said, "It's a little chilly in here". He chuckled and said, "No it's not...the AC hasn't even kicked on yet. It's stuffy in here and you know it." She gave him a half smile and tried to lower her head again, but he caught it with his right hand before she could. His left hand had continued to fondle her breast while she closed her eyes... he heard her quietly moan then slowly slid it down her side to cup her ass. She leaned into him, but straightened back quickly. He noticed...or thought he noticed no panties. When he cocked his head at her, she smiled and said, "They're no seam panties". He still had a quizzical look and said, "Maybe I should investigate to be sure", as his hand headed to the hem on her thigh. She grabbed his wrist and said, "Maybe you shouldn't". He didn't push and slid his hand backed to her ass. She then asked, "What else do you want?" He brought his left hand back up to her face/neck and said, "How about a simple kiss?" She again tried to look away and said, "Is that all?" He shook his head in the affirmative knowing she wasn't ready for anything else. He knew he was taking a chance as they had never crossed this line before, but with her standing there in something he had bought for her looking so vulnerable he couldn't help himself. He waited for her response. He saw all kinds of conflicting emotions flit across her face, but her eyes never left his. She finally nodded her headed ok. He slowly lowered his head to hers and teased her lips with a slight brush and then slid his tongue across her lips until she opened for him. Tentatively he slipped his tongue in until he was tangling with hers. Tasting her. He had let his hand fall to her back pulling her tight, molding her to his body. He had moved one hand to knead her ass while cupping one of her breast with the other and teasing the nipple. Nicole had weaved her fingers around his neck and into his hair pulling him even closer. When they finally pulled apart, they were both gasping for air. He looked at her and said, "Wow". She blushed and said, "Yeah, wow." She then asked, "Now what?" He kissed her on the nose and said, "Now you get your ring back". She smiled and pulled away from him and said, "That simple?" He again nodded and said, "Yep, that simple". When she headed to his spare room to change back into her clothes she stopped and asked him, "on't you want to know why I brought this?" He pondered wondering if the knowing or not knowing would be better. He finally shrugged and said, "Sure". She said, "I brought my massaging oils. In case I got up the nerve to actually give you one since you always talk about them and if it wasn't too late when we got back." She tentatively asked, "Would you like one?" He said, "Maybe next time...and you can wear your other outfit." She gave him a coy smile knowing he was half teasing/half serious and said, "Your incorrigible. I don't think so. I barely could make myself get into this one." He walked around his couch to catch her hand. He brought it to his lips to give it a light kiss on the knuckles and said, "You look beautiful in that and never doubt that." She gave a half hearted shrug with that sad doubtful look in her eyes and turned to go change back into her clothes. Man, he hated seeing that look of self-doubt there. Normally she's fairly confident about how she views the world. He knew it would take a long time, if ever, for her to believe that. Whatever has happened or is happening she definitely doesn't see herself like I do...as a woman who can be desired and wanted and touched. Someday I hope I’ll get the chance to make sure she knows it everyday!