Starting to seduce Monica

It was still early when the alarm sounded and you brought the phone up to your face and clicked off the alarm, noticing that it said an almost ungodly 6:30 a.m. The rest of the house was calm and quiet as you started to stir but then looked down and saw a woman's hand stretched across your torso. Further tracing of the hand led you to look at Monica's face as she still lay sleeping next to you.

You placed your hand against her shoulder and she instinctively snuggled closer to you and you felt her breast against your skin, the smooth silky feel of her bare shoulder underneath your hand, and despite the slight awkwardness of the position, your body started to slowly react to her presence. It was interesting too how the two of you approached the issue of sleeping in the same bed, from outwards appearances being mother and child, but here in the bedroom, the line was blurred beyond all recognition. Mother-son, woman-man...could anyone fault either of you for being so close?

Last evening, you had stripped down to your boxer shorts and she had smiled as you slid into bed and rested against the headboard. As you took the phone and looked through the pictures, contact lists and text messages, you noticed something rather peculiar...or several, for that matter.

"Who's this?" you asked, and Monica slid up next to you and peered at the screen. It took a bit of concentration to avoid looking down as she had slipped off the shirt she was wearing, only wearing now bikini-cut panties. She had a blush on her face as she noticed your glance but before she could move or change, you placed your hand gently on the nape of her back and pulled her closer to you. Monica rested her head against your chest as she looked at the phone. "Better?"

She nodded and tapped the screen to pick the person's photo clearly. "That's your bestie, name's Monique."

"She's been your friend since she moved here in 5th grade, though she was known then as Justin."

"Transgirl?" You looked at the picture closely. "I wouldn't have noticed." You continued to scroll through the pictures and asked her more questions which she was happy to tell you, not moving from her position laying next to you, cuddling against you, and enjoying the sensation of your hand running up and down her back. Friends that Darrell had from school who kept in contact, new friends from college and basketball, coworkers from his job as a lifeguard during the past 2 summers. Darrell was very popular with all sorts of people, though you figured out rapidly what she had mentioned earlier: the sheer majority of friends were black.

"This is nice, baby..." she whispered after you closed out the screen. "I never got to lie down like this before."

"I know...his memories told me he wasn't all that hot on being this level of intimate with you...or anyone, for that matter." You paused and looked at her face as she turned her head to look at you for a moment. "Now that I'm Darrell, I'm going to be more open with what I want and what I need." You traced your hand down to her cheek and gently caressed it. "I know you're not used to him reciprocating but from now on, I will touch you whenever you or I want...okay?"

"S-Sure...we'll take it slow, though...it's very nice..." she sighed and, before she could get a hold, turned her head and kissed your palm. You gently reached over and turned off the light, casting the room into darkness as a means to give her some privacy and deal with any lingering embarrassment. She started to shuffle as if rolling over but you kept your hand firmly on the top of her ass.

"You don't need to move, babe...I want you here like that. From now on, when we're sleeping, why don't we keep it close?"

"You mean that, baby?" she almost sounded like a child in a candy store with the level of wanting and temptation. "I don't want to make you uncomfortable..."

You felt your cock, already semi-hard, grow even harder. "Far from it, babe...far from it." She sighed contently and returned to her position next to you and placing her head back on your chest. After a few more minutes of talking together about the day, both of you fell asleep.