oh, yeah

"Oh, yeah, I would've!" Even I was amazed at my lack of tact. Stacy took it better than i'd thought. Instead of yelling at me and leaving, she smiled.

"Then...there's no reason not to do it, is there?" Her voice sounded so sweet and innocent, but also seductive. This was a dream come true. The woman i'd wanted most of my life was basically saying 'kiss me' at the moment I wanted her more than ever.

"No...I guess there isn't. Unless you don't..." She stopped me.

"Jack, I do want to. I think you know that, right?" I admitted that I had suspected. "Then...." Her words became whispers, as her eyes closed slowly again. Her lips parted slightly, and I swear she got goosebumps when I gently put my fingers around the back of her neck. "...kiss me, Jack." Everything about her, about us, at that moment was wanting this kiss. Nothing else mattered, if it even still existed at all. The universe was only me and her, and that's all we needed. Our lips, after what seemed like days of approach, met.

Some say the perfect kiss is a fairy tale, made up by whoever writes bad romantic comedies. Those people don't know what I now knew. Not only does it exist, it's more attainable than you might think. It's not simple or easy, and certainly not guaranteed. But if you ever release years of desire and passion into one kiss at the right time with the right person, and feel them do the same with you, then you will believe, too.

Stacy's lips were even softer than i'd imagined, and i'd imagined them quite a bit. She moved her mouth slowly, sensually. This wasn't a hot and heavy make-out session, and she knew it. This was something more. It was an expression of more than lust, though it didn't exclude it either. There was lust in her lips, just as there was in mine. But there was also warmth. Deep affection on many levels, relief that I had survived. I could tell from the minute I saw her that she had worried about me, and now I could feel those worries replaced with joy.

Our lips separated, and we looked at each other longingly, panting for air. Without a word, Stacy unzipped her dress and slipped it down around her arms, revealing her shoulders and a tiny bit of her breasts. She blushed heavily, but smiled.

"Jack. I missed you so much. While you were away, I did some thinking and I'm ready to be more than friends with you. i...want to be your girl. and if you want me, too, you can, you know...have me?"