“Do you think that Liz and Macey are going to stay in their room for the night?” I really wanted to go up to Stephanie’s room and continue what we were doing now, but undisturbed. I guess talking about how we had met sparked something in Steph. She has been all over me since then. I wasn’t going to complain though. This was the most intense makeout session since we started dating. It also didn’t help that Liz’s truth or dare question from earlier was weighing on me. I was a virgin, and thinking about it I would honestly love for Stephanie to take that away from me.

“I think they're going to stay in there. Since they are done, what would you like to do?” Steph asked pulling away slightly. My mind reeled with the options, but one kept popping up. I just needed to tell her how I felt.

“I want you t-.” I stopped right as I was about to admit what I truly wanted to do with her. I can’t, I can’t just ask Stephanie to have sex with me. I doubt she is even ready for something like that. I know she hasn’t had sex with anyone either, and I doubt she would want to experience that with me.

“What? What were you going to say Jen?” Steph’s body lurched forward and ended the movement by resting her forehead onto mine. I sat there staring into her cute hazel eyes. I utterly lost myself in that moment, and pressed a slow thoughtful kiss onto her curious little face. Stephanie folded as I leaned into her. The rhythmic thumping of my chest echoed into my ears as her lips continued to press into mine. I took note of the sensation of her breasts pressing against mine. My nipples were grinding against my bra and it kinda hurt, but the feeling of them also rubbing against Stephanie’s brought more contentment. It made the pain worth it. Why couldn’t every moment be like this one.

I broke away from the kiss, and I felt my heart thump harder. The messiness of Stephanie’s hair, her swollen lips, and the smeared lipstick made me ache for her more, but I doubted she would want that. I needed to get out of this situation, otherwise I might do something rash. I don’t want to ruin this relationship. I didn’t just need to end the physical contact, I needed to get away from her for now. I felt a throbbing in my core, and I was way too turned on for this. “Hey babe, I uh. I am getting kinda tired, you know. So uh-uh, I think I am just going to go to bed. Where can I sleep?”

“What? Ye-yeah you can have my bed. I will um sleep on the couch.” I could tell she was upset, but I needed to be away from her.

“I don’t mind taking the couch, it’s your house after all.” I didn’t want her to go out of her way just because I was here.

“Um, ok. Let me just go grab you a pillow and a blanket,” Stephanie as she stood up from the floor. I watched as she slowly went upstairs. I could only hope that she wouldn't hate me for trying to keep my distance. I just didn’t really want push things.

Steph came back down a few minutes later, and gave me the pillow and cover. I quickly made an improvised bed on her couch. As I laid down pangs of regret hit me. Maybe I should have just told her that I wanted to take things further. As I mulled over what happened more and more I kept coming back to the conclusion that I had been an asshole. I probably made her feel bad by ending things so abruptly. I started going back over what had happened for the tenth time in the past hour.. God, the way she kissed me so amazing. The feeling of her tongue in my mouth. The taste of her. I couldn’t stop my hand from trailing lower and lower beneath the blanket. It stopped right at the hem of my shorts. I stopped for a moment, thinking about what I was about to do. I wasn’t really about to masturbate to my makeout session with Stephanie was I? Steph and I had been dating for five-months and the entire time we always stopped at kissing. I want to pressure her, but that doesn’t mean I can’t fantasize about it right? She was upstairs, and probably asleep by now. There was no way Macey and Liz were going to come down here either. I am probably going to be completely undisturbed for the rest of the night. So I can do this right? I looked down in the darkness at the blanket that Steph had given me. I knew it was one of the ones she would cover up with at night.

I moved the blanket up to my nose and took a deep inhale. It smelled just like her. Her scent turned me on even more than the memories from before. I made a decision right then that I was going to do this. I took the blanket into one hand and moved my other hand into my shorts. I took a short smell of the blanket. The scent overwhelmed me and I began grinding my palm against my core. I was turned on so much. My hand was instantly slick as I stroked back and forth. Slowly, I thought more about how the kiss she had given me earlier. The feeling of her lips on mine, how my stomach twisted as she bit my lip. The grinding from my hand quicked and I started focusing solely on my clit. A moan slip out as I took another smell. I imagined that Stephanie was laying beside me, touching me. The thought of her fingers on my pussy turned me on even more. I moaned out her name as my pace quickened. I was so close to having my release, just a little more.

Reality came crashing down as the light to the living room flipped on. I stopped, and dropped the blanket. My body twitched for more, but I didn’t move for a moment. Mortified, I didn’t want to see who had walked in on me. I was too embarrassed. My only hope was to die, and never live with the memory of someone seeing me in this position. I slowly tilted my head. The movement was probably unnoticeable, and I could see who it was. “H-hi Liz, wha-what's up.” I asked burying my face into the blanket.

“Well, I had come down here to talk to you about your relationship with Stephanie, but I can see that there is just a misunderstanding between you two.” What did she mean to talk to me about Stephanie. It’s not like the two of them know each other that well.

“What would you need to talk to me about Stephanie for?” I asked as my embarrassment quickly faded. I made a mental note to scream into a pillow later. I will never fucking live this down.

“Well, she came into Macey and I’s room twenty minutes ago crying. So I was just coming down here to get some answers out of you, but most of them were answered when I seen what you were doing.”

“What, why the hell was she crying? Is something going on?” I asked sitting up. I resisted the urge to sprint up the stairs to the woman I love. I needed to know what was wrong, and the concerned girlfriend mode was kicking in hard.

“Well, I would ask yourself that question. What would you do if you were making out and discussing what to do for the night with your girlfriend one minute, and the next told to leave her alone for no reason. She thinks you don’t love her, you two were in a very intimate moment and you had to ruin it. You ruined it for what? To be by yourself so you could masturbate to the smell of her blankets. In my opinion, you two should have been have sex for the past hour.”

“Wh-what should I do? I tried to tell her earlier that I wanted things to move past kissing, but I-I couldn’t bring myself to say it. I was too embarrassed. She is just too cute, ya’know.” Liz gave a nod as I thought about the moments leading up to my blunder again. Liz was right, Stephanie and I were at the perfect moment to take things further. I just blew it.

“Look, the most important thing in a relationship is communication. You need to tell each other everything, with no limits. Macey and I give it our absolute best to tell each other everything. If she is uncomfortable with something I listen and try to do something about it. You two need to do the same. I don’t know how long you two have actually been together, but it’s beyond important to try and communicate your feelings properly.”

I felt a surge of confidence as I listened to the words she was saying. Liz and Macey worked really well together, so I knew what she was saying had to be true. I felt a smile grow on my face as I now knew what needed to happen. “Thanks so much Liz I will give it my all,” I said smiling at her.

“Great, now that this is finished I need to get back to Macey. She is dealing with some major PMS right now.” Her tone as she talked about Macey showed how much she truly cared for her lover. I needed to be there with Stephanie the same way Liz is there for Macey. I followed her up the stairs, and as we approached her door I started to fidget a little. I was still confident that I could say what needed to be said, but I was also dreading the fact that I would have to tell her what happened after she left. It is so freaking embarrassing. We walked into Liz and Macey’s room and I could instantly tell Stephanie had been crying. With her red puffy eyes she looked up at me and then went back to crying into the palms of her hands. It almost brought me to tears as I watched her for a few moments, bawling her eyes out. One moment she was sitting there crying, and the next I had taken her hand and started walking us out of their room. I wasn’t about to have this conversation in from of either of them, but I was ready to talk it out with Steph alone.