I take my hand back off my cock and slip my trousers off. Amy is still sitting on the floor watching me.
She speaks softly "I've never been with a man voluntarily. They have always just forced themselves on me. I've hated it. I've hated men, they are such pigs."
I'm still sitting there in front of her and I reach out and touch the side of her face. With my thumb a wipe a tear from her cheak.
"All everyone seems to do is abandon me." she says, her eyes filling with tears again. Her tears roll out and down her cheaks an falling silently on her breasts.
I reach down and take her hand and pull it toward me. "Come here Amy." She moves a little but doesn't go any further. I reach down and grab her other hand. I stand up and pull her up with me. She a little wobbly with those beers in her. I'm not so steady myself.
"Hold me Jason, just hold me." She wraps her arms around me and I put my arms around her bare back. "It itches, would you scratch it for me?" she asks
I gently scrape my fingernails across her back and I feel her shiver and feel her skin turn to goose flesh.
"mmm...that feels nice." and she lets me scratch her back and I feel her melt into me. "Jason?" she asks.
"Yes Amy."
"You are not like any other man in my life. You accepted me and let me move in here with you. You have never taken advantage of me. You've been cool, not really ever getting upset. I would almost think you were gay, exept..." she stopped.
"You thought I might be gay?" I say with a little laugh.
"Ya, except....you look at me like I'm pleasing to look at. And I've noticed you getting hard sometimes while you are looking, and trying not to let me notice you are looking. You tried to hide it. But you have never tried to seduce me or turn me."
"I admit you are a very provocative young woman. But I am a man and I can't fight nature."
She continued, "You don't even close your door. You walk around your room naked and aren't even embarrased if I see you."
I stopped scratching her back and pulled away from her. I took her face in my hands, pulling her face up so I could look her in the eyes. "Amy, you are beautiful and sexy and I can't help myself sometimes. But, you are more that a sex toy and eye candy to me. When I agreed to let you stay with me I decided that I wouldn't interfere in your life. You are my friend. We have had some good times here. Have you ever had a best friend?" I asked, and then waited for her to reply.
"Tears filled her eyes and she said, "No." and she began to sob.
All I could do at this point was pull her towards me and hold her head against my chest as I felt her jerking as she sobbed. "All anyone has ever wanted from me is my body, or my money, or things." Again she sobbed uncontrollably. "They have forced me and controlled me and manipulated me. I hate men because of what my brothers and father used to do to me. I was just a little girl and they made me do horrible things."
At this point she pulled away from me and started hitting herself. "At school, the other girls wouldn't play with me and the boys just wanted to touch me." She slumped down on the couch and put her elbows on her knees and held her face in her hands. "Then one day in high school there was a girl that started paying attention to me. It felt so good. Eventually she invited me to her house. No one was home and she had some games that we played. She very carefully seduced me and I had never been so turned on. That was the first time I had ever had an orgasm."
"Are you ok?" I asked.
She sat back on the couch with her head back and her eyes closed. "Ya, I don't know what got into me."
Gawd, she is so good looking. I could feel the blood rushing into my penis as I looked at her breasts.
"I'm telling you my whole fucking story. Now you will probably leave me too."
That jerked me back to the present, "Is that what you really think about me?" I said a little irritated. I felt the feeling in my penis leave. "Amy, it doesn't matter to me what you have or haven't done. My friendship with you is not conditional. I haven't forced you to stay here. I haven't manipulated you into liking me. Whether you like me or not is not essential to whether I like you. If you left right now I would certainly be sad, but it's your life to live, not mine."
She leaned forward, crying again, "Where the fuck did you come from Jason? Why do I feel the way I feel when I'm around you. I am so full of emotions and yet I'm getting so damned horny." With that she stood up and stripped off her jeans and panties. "Can you see how wet I am?"
My penis started rising again as I saw the moistness in her crotch. "Where are you going with this Amy? Don't do this if you are going to beat yourself up about it later."
"I want you Jason. You are not the only one that has been having fantasies. I've never wanted to have another man inside of me because of what my brothers and father did. I'm afraid of what fucking you will trigger in me, but there is more here than sexual attraction. I should be vomiting because of having you in my mouth and yet nothing like that happened. I'm scared of what I am feeling toward you." She began to shiver uncontrolably.
I rushed over to her and wrapped myself around her to calm her |