Kiss him a little.

You wonder why Richard isn’t stopping this. Does he WANT to make out with you?! Maybe he’s just playing chicken, seeing how far you’ll go. Well, you know what? To hell with him. You’ll show him how far you’ll go. You roll your eyes and lean in toward Richard’s mouth, your lips parted, expecting him to pull back, but instead he leans his head forward. Your lips meet. He still doesn’t pull back. You begin opening and closing your mouth against his with just a bit of suction, and then your tongues are touching.

Rachel laughs and cheers, “Woooo!” clapping her hands patronizingly. You break of the kiss and roll your eyes back to Rachel, giving her a disparaging look. Rachel just continues in the same loud, over-the-top tone, “C’mon! Keep going!”

You turn back to Richard and lean in. He still leans forward to meet your lips, so you just start making out with him again. You feel his hand caressing the back of your head, as you continue to kiss, tongues comingling, gradually and unconsciously becoming slightly more passionate. Soon, you find that one of your hands has roamed up to stroke the back of Richard’s hair. You feel Richard’s other hand making it’s way up your inner thigh. Almost unconsciously, you slide your legs apart, allowing him access to your crotch.

As Richard’s hand gropes at your denim-covered crotch, rubbing you between your legs, you kiss him more intently and submissively. His hand rubbing the mound between your thighs feels good, and you unexpectedly moan a quiet little, “Mm…” into his mouth. And so you find yourself making out with Richard while he rubs your feminine-looking crotch through your jeans and panties, you’re kind of enjoying it, and you’re pretty sure that you feel his dick becoming erect against your butt. Maybe you should stop this now...