Act coy with Maria

Maria's kiss surprises you a bit, but you're not easily shocked. You let the kiss linger for a moment, but when you feel her lips part you pull away gently.

"I'm sorry!" Maria blurts immediately. "I didn't mean to, it's just, it's-"

It's obvious by the redness in her cheeks that she's had a little bit more to drink than you. That's something you can work with. Make it a little more fun for her.

"It's okay," you say, pretending to be a little breathless. "You just surprised me."

You look down at your lap.

"I've never been kissed by a girl before," you admit quietly.

It's not true, of course, but it's part of the game you're playing.

"Oh, I understand," Maria says. "I didn't mean it like that."

You look up at her bashfully.

"You're very pretty, Maria," you look away again. "I think...about..."

"Oh, honey," she puts a hand on your knee. "It's okay. You just forget about it. I'm just a little drunk I guess."

"It was different," you continue, ignoring her attempt to change the subject. "It felt nice."

"Really?" Maria leans against you on the couch.

You meet her gaze.

"Yes," you whisper.

Her brown eyes are hungry for romantic contact of any sort.

"We could try it again," she suggests. "If you want."

You move your lips towards hers.

"Yes," you let the 's' linger and your breath kiss her lips.

Maria tentatively presses her lips against yours. They are warm and sweet with what she was drinking. She pulls away after a moment.

"Good?" She asks.

You answer her by kissing her again, this time allowing your lips to part almost immediately. She opens her mouth as well and your tongues begin a warm wet dance between your parted lips. Maria presses against you. She sets aside her drink and lets her hand slide down your side and brush against your breast. Her kissing becomes more urgent and when your lips part briefly she moans with pleasure.

"I've never done this before," she whispers and then covers your mouth with hers again.

You have her eating out of your hand...or wherever else you want. Do you want to be the student, the teacher, or something more romantic?