Emma's Resolve

They were taking their time. That had Emma written all over it, no doubt drawing things out. Even after the waiting I did before Sarah came down, I waited for nearly an hour before she showed up. I stood as soon as I saw her. Unlike Sarah, she didn’t have that after-sex glow that set me off. Instead, it was almost as if nothing had happened.

Eyes boring into mine, she stopped a step too close and held out her hand. “My panties.” I handed them to her and she wasted no time putting them back on. Her gaze lingered for a moment before turning and walking toward the door. I quickly followed after, catching up easily.

I beat her to the car, opening the door. She didn’t even look at me as she slid inside. Hurrying around, I got inside and started the engine.

“Emma—”

Her voice was cold. “I’m not in the mood to have this conversation right now. Just drive.” Arms folded over her chest, she pointedly looked out the window giving as much as her back to me as she could.

I hesitated before slumping back. “At least put your seatbelt on.”

She said nothing, but at least did that much. Following my own advice, I put the car in drive and took off. It was a long drive spent in complete silence. I didn’t even risk the radio. Pulling in front of her house, she still said nothing yet made no move to immediately leave.

“I know a good amount of this is my fault,” she said, finally breaking the oppressive quiet. “Spending months having you get off to me and other guys… well, that’s exactly what I got; a boyfriend who likes watching his girl with other guys. I’m not going to pressure you to do something you don’t want to do, but I’m certainly not going to encourage this behavior when it is clearly starting to hurt our relationship.” She finally looked at me. “I’m done collecting material for you. All the stuff I sent you before will be removed from the folder. I don’t care if you masturbate, but it won’t be to me.” She looked especially unhappy about that last part.

I looked down. That was fair. She was right. This was getting obsessive on my part. “Okay.”

Reaching over, she rested her hand over mine. I looked over to find her expression had softened. “Once you are ready, we can discuss how we want things to work in the future. I’m not opposed to continuing doing stuff like this, but our relationship comes first.”

“I’m nervous about it. It’s something I’ve been hyping it in my mind for so long that I’m afraid the actual thing won’t meet those expectations. It’s stupid.”

A confident grin made a showing. “You’re right about it being stupid. As if your pretty little virgin mind could even comprehend how I’m going to rock your world.”

With a quick kiss on the cheek, she opened the door and climbed out.

“Emma.” She paused, bending slightly to look in. “You enjoy yourself?”

Giving me the finger, she closed the door. I watched her until she made it to her door and went inside. The grin I was wearing faded as I took a breath.

I was letting this small part of our relationship dominate. It had been a core part of our relationship for so long that I hadn’t properly put it in it’s new place like I thought I had. Emma was making it clear that she wanted more and for some reason I thought that meant she was rejecting this part. I enjoyed this part of our relationship and I think she did too. I didn’t want it to end, but I understood what she was saying.

Us first.

Running my hand through my hair, I rested my head back against the headrest. I had some priorities to get straightened out.