Hesitation and Conflict

As her hand wraps firmly around your wrist, you can feel Holly is trembling. Her eyes are still wide, staring directly at you, maybe seeking to find out your intent - or hers. Her mouth parts slightly, and an almost inaudible sigh escapes between her teeth.

"Why, Hayley?" finally comes out of Holly's mouth. You answer nervously, "Ummm, cuz I'm feeling like I need a break from studying, and I think you were looking like...like you needed a break from studying too..and, and..I don't know! That I was getting hot..ahh... I mean it was feeling hot in here and I thought maybe you wanted to take your mind off of ... studying and on to... someone..ugghh.. something else?"

Without breaking the eye contact with her, you lean just a bit closer, as your fingers continue to graze up and down the soft cotton covering her sex, circling around the bud that you swear is getting more prominent.

"Soooo.... ummm.... mmmmm..." Holly says, then sighs, closing her eyes briefly, letting the sensations climb. Then, as if startled that she had done more than blink, she gazes intently into your eyes again, still clutching your wrist with her hand. "Was it your intent to get your hands in my knickers all along? Or, did the...uhhh... moment... kind of take over?"

You take a deep breath, realizing that either you or she or both are making the small basement room begin to take on a very pleasant aroma.