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Wendy parked a couple of houses up from his.

"Thanks for the ride and for the date," Matt said.

"You can... you can kiss me. I mean, if you want to."

"I definitely want to." He leaned in and kissed her gently on the mouth, then pulled back.

She looked... less than satisfied.

Well, better to tease than to over-deliver. He kissed her again, harder this time, letting his tongue brush against her lips, then when she opened them, deepened the kiss.

She kissed him back, wrapping her arms around his neck, then pushing him away.

"I have to go."

"Sure. I had fun. See you tomorrow, Wendy."

"But..."

"But?"

"But I wanted to show you something. She untied the knot holding the halter portion of her sundress, holding the straps so they barely covered her breasts.

"You have a beautiful figure, Wendy."

She blushed... which was a pretty spectacular fireworks display, darkening her freckles, the blush going all the way down her body. "Thanks."

Now, what had Karen said about girls' boobs. Go slow was part of it. Don't just grab and honk.

He wasn't good at slow but he made himself try, brushing his hands on her belly, then running a knuckle, barely in contact at all, with the little bit of sideboob her sundress displayed after which he withdrew his touch.

"Oh."

She looked like she wanted more. Well, he certainly wanted more as well but wasn't sure how far to take this.

When she sat there silently, he brought his hand back, this time tracing her sideboob with a little more contact.

"That feels nice, Matt."

"It certainly feels nice to me."

"I really have to go. I know I'm not as... fast as I could be. I just--"

He put a finger on her lips. "You're you, Wendy. Don't try to be anyone else." Then he kissed her again, pulled away, and opened his car door.

"See you tomorrow, Matt."

"Definitely."

"I can, maybe, send you a selfie if you want. If you promise not to share."

"I'd like that."

"Okay, bye."