Little Doubts

You moved closer, sliding your hand ever so slowly further up her leg. All the while studying her face, looking for some kind of confirmation.

Angela refused to meet your gaze but you felt her legs open slightly wider as your hand moved further up. Yet before you got any further you realised that you needed to be sure. Coy remarks and coded language would only get you so far after all.

“Angela,” You said, taking her name in a way you rarely did. “I need to be sure. I want to make love to you but I just need the word, one word is all. Do I have it?”

You felt like a fool as you spoke but that little voice that screamed that you had got it all wrong wouldn’t shut up and this was all you could do to placate it. There was a long silence, it felt like an aeon to you as you sat on the edge of the bed, your cock straining painfully before the answer came.

“Yes.”

Her voice was tiny but clear and you felt a surge of relief course through you as you took a deep breath and pushed on.