IC Day 10 - Out in the room

You aren't even sure why you're doing this... but it feels exciting.

You leave the bathroom with your towel and jammies, finding Adella sitting on her bed. Her hair is down, and she's brushing it. All she's wearing are a pair of black boyshorts that tightly hug her strong body. She's soft down there, but there's still a big bulge. Her bare chest is arresting to look at, and she's startlingly pretty with her hair down like that.

But she's just as interested in you. She obviously didn't expect you to come out stark naked. You put your jammies down on your bed and dry off. Your skin is pink from being in a hot shower, so maybe she can't tell that you're blushing.

She watches, not being shy about it.

"Are you teasing me?" she asks finally as you reach for your underwear, just plain white panties.

"No," you reply, but the way you say it gives you away.

Adella smiles at you. You pull your panties on, then your jammies too and button them up.

"It worked," she says. You turn to look at her. She's rock hard, and at least two inches of her cock is just sticking out of the boyshorts, flat against her belly.

It seemed exciting to do, but you weren't sure it would actually go here... you have to say something.

"You're the sweetest," Adella says before you figure out your thoughts. "But I'm too proud for a pity fuck, Ingrid."

Oh. Were you really going to do that? You aren't even sure. It's hard to think straight when you're just staring at that erection. It's been such a whirlwind, these past couple days... it's a lot. You have all this energy and all these feelings. Maybe you were hoping Adella would just... throw you on that bed and then you wouldn't have to think about it. Your heart is still racing.

But Adella isn't going to do that. Maybe that's for the best... you didn't really think this through. Adella's really attractive, but you feel like you just had a lesson about not getting jumping into intimacy. But aren't you allowed to have fun? It's complicated. Your brain can't think about complicated things when you're this worked up.

Adella watches you standing there.

"I want to," she says.

But her pride. Stress rules your life, and pride rules Adella's.

"But would it bother you if I took care of this?" she asks, glancing downward. "I just took a shower. I don't want to take another one tonight."

That sets your heart off like crazy. You feel like you jumped into the deep end here...

You shake your head.

"Do you know that you touch yourself at night?" Adella asks you, moving on her bed to get more comfortable. She sits with her legs spread, one knee bent, looking very cool and confident and sexy.

"You have seen?" you ask, even more embarrassed.

"I never watched," she says, staring at you. "But I wanted to."

OK. You, uh... you see what she's getting at.