Sitting there I slowly sip the wine, it is not a bad one, a little tart, maybe sat too long in too warm a place, but not bad anyway.
I know Melanie needs time and though she did run off like that, the impression she left on me was strong enough to hold me in place. I can tell she needs someone with strength to balance her out but tenderness to bear her up.
Setting my now empty glass on the table I walk over and tap on her door.
“Melanie?” I inquire.
“What!” she throws at the door.
“Come out of your room please.” I ask her in a calm and level tone.
“I've blown it, you have every right to just go, so go!” she cries out.
“Melanie?” I start again. “How long have we been friends?”
“Huh?” she says obviously startled.
“Oh Melanie.” I say in a sing-song voice. “Come out and play.”
I hear a sniffle then some shuffling. She opens the door a crack and peers out at me.
Smiling down at her I reach out and touch her fingers on the door frame. “Come on now, my girlfriend should not be in her bedroom in tears.”
“But…I….after.” she stammers.
“Looks like we have learned something here.” I say to her pushing the door gently open as she stands there in her t-shirt and pj bottoms.
She shakes her head yes and I see the brightness returning.
“Think you know me?” I ask her stepping closer now.
“Some...” she says with hesitation.
I snake my arm behind her and pull her hair into a ball in my fist. Twisting her head back I drag my lips over her neck sucking gently as my other hand cups and squeezes her tit through her top and bra.
“Oh!” she exclaims, tensing and relaxing then tensing again. “,” she croaks out, “Oh .”
My hand slides under her shirt and boldly squeezes her bra cup feeling the taught flesh tighten inside it as her nipple hardens. Moving my mouth up from her neck I kiss her full on the lips.
Her mouth opens in a gasp and we are tongue dueling in moments as I caress her breast, letting go of her hair and reaching down and cup her ass cheek. Squeezing her soft flesh I enjoy the feel of her as I pick her up and then toss her onto the bed.
Smoothing my shirt I smile down at her.
She shows both fear and excitement as she looks up at me.
I could leave her here and now or I could take her what choice should I make I ponder as I look at her heaving chest and parted legs.
|