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He started to gently palm her nipples. "I think he's busy. Maybe try again in an hour."
"Typical man, Never around when you need him." Diane gently pulled his hands away, stood, and knelt straddling his lap. She was watching his expression, he couldn't take his eyes off of her body.
He reverently cupped her breasts again, lifted his face for a kiss, then pulled back to look into her eyes. Bright green eyes looked back at him, questioningly. "I'm not pushing too hard, am I?"
She leaned forward, bringing a nipple to his mouth. "I'll let you know."
A long, marvelous time later, she slid back, opening enough space for her to reach his waistband. She undid the fastening, opened his pants, and pulled his throbbing penis out. A few tugs was all it took. Nate groaned as his semen spattered onto her hands and stomach.
A smile on her face, Diane pulled off her blouse and sat next to him, wiping herself clean with it. "That was a very good backrub, Nate, Thank you."
He turned to face her with a satisfied smile. "You're very welcome. And thank YOU."
She leaned to rest her head on his shoulder. I'm not going too slow, am I?"
He gave a big yawn. "Not at all, Di-Di. This is just fine.."
He leaned back into the corner of the couch and dozed off, Diane held in his arms.
****
Diane woke with a start. There was someone else in her bed ... oh, right. It wasn't her bed. Nate was snoring lightly. She nudged him with her hip until he turned on his side and stopped, She dozed off again, idly wondering what he would ask of her in the morning...
Nate turned over, reached for the woman beside him. He caressed her hip, then started to roll her on her back. Odd, she was wearing something. He roused enough to realize it was Diane next to him, gently pushed her back to her previous position, and moved closer to spoon. He put thoughts of waking her aside, and was asleep again in minutes.
****
Diane carried the breakfast dishes to the cleaner. Nate admired her bare legs as she walked, then looked up as she turned around. It was remarkable how attractive she was wearing one of his shirts and her panties.
"So what are you looking at?"
"Just thinking how much better you would look without that shirt on."
She went to him, lifted his chin with a finger, and gave him a gentle kiss. "I am shocked you would make such a suggestion, Mr. Whitman. Utterly shocke- " Nate stood and took her in his arms, silencing her with a long kiss. "-d I say." She pretended to glare at him, then gave him a smile. "So, what would you like to do today?"
Nate was in no hurry to release her. "Whatever you want, Di-Di. Though if we go out, you'll probably want to put more clothes on."
"You're one to talk."
Nate looked down. "Oh, right, I guess underpants would be a little chilly. Maybe we should stay in."
"Maybe. Are you planning on moving anytime soon?"
"No, this is fine." He gave her another long kiss.
"No, I mean are you going to MOVE. Like to another place. But if we're going to make out, we could go to the couch. Much more comfortable."
He gave her another kiss. "Brilliant idea." He let her go, taking her hand in his. "Though the bed would be even more comfortable."
She followed him to sit on his lap again. "The bed might give you ideas."
"I assure you, I already have ideas." He was toying with the top button on the shirt, his other hand up the back of the shirt, caressing her bare skin.
They kissed while he opened the shirt and caressed her front and back, confirming that she had not developed any hideous deformities overnight. After a while, she pulled away from his lips, leaned and put her head on his shoulder.
"Nate, just what were you going to do when you started to wake me up last night?"
He stiffened a little. "I think I was going to see what you were willing to do."
"And why did you stop?"
He relaxed a little. "Because I didn't want you to wake up with me pressuring you. Didn't want your first time to be because I was in bed with you and woke up horny."
"And if I had said 'go ahead', what would you have done?"
He reached up and caressed her cheek. "I would have kissed you here." He brought a finger to her lips. "And here." Gently traced a circle around the sensitive spot under her ear, then a line down to just above her breast. "And after a while, I'd be here."
"And that's where you would have stopped?"
Nate cupped her breast, lifted it, and brought his mouth to it. After a moment he lifted his head. "No, that's where I would have *started*. I can show you if you would like."
"I'll think about it. I should go use the fresher."
She was back in a few minutes, the shirt was buttoned again. "I hate to sound greedy, but I very much enjoyed that backrub yesterday."
"I supposed I could arrange something. Come sit in front of me again."
Diane settled in front of him, her rear pressed against his crotch.
Nate took her request seriously - gently, then firmly massaging her back and shoulders for a good quarter hour. Once she was feeling relaxed, she leaned back it him. "You haven't touched my front half."
Nate tugged the shirt up over her bare hips, then brought his hands up under it, to caress her stomach, then brush against the bottom of her breasts.
"You know, you could unbutton that."
"No. With the shirt on, this feels sneaky, like I'm copping a surreptitious feel."
"I see. Pervert."
He played gently with a nipple while holding her firmly with the other hand. "Yes, I've heard that." He brought both hands to her hips, pulled her back against him. "Would you like to turn around? I have some ideas."
"I like this. Your arms around me, your hands ... doing what you're doing with your hands ..."
"I'm good with that." Nate caressed her everywhere he could reach above her waist, then dipped lower, looking for the top of her panties... "Di-Di, you seem to have misplaced the rest of your underwear."
"Oh, dear. And here I am with a lecher, who will no doubt take advantage of me now."
"It's amazing how you can predict the future like that." Nate cupped her breasts, then brought both hands to her lower stomach, then to her upper thighs, urging them apart.
Diane opened her legs a bit, then a little wider. Nate gently caressed the sensitive skin at the tops of her inner thighs, teasing closer to his real target. Now firmer, he confidently brought his middle finger to her slit and stroked along it. Diane jerked a little, Nate paused his busy hands.. "No, go ahead, I just - oh, that's nice..."
Nate stopped stroking her, brought his middle finger to press on her clit and gave it a gentle rub. "Get rid of the shirt. Keep your arms up."
Diane gasped with surprise, hurriedly pulled the shirt over her head and dropped it, as Nate continued to rub her. She was flexing her hips up to meet him as he caressed her breasts with his other hand. He sped up, still careful with the pressure, while Diane clasped her hands behind her head and tried not to moan - too loud.
"So, you enjoying this, Di-Di?"
"Ohhh..."
"So you don't want me to stop?"
"Nooo..."
"Say please."
"What?"
Nate slowed to gentle stroking. Diane moaned in disappointment.
"Say please keep touching me. Say please don't stop." He gave another slow stroke, she jerked her hips up against his hand.
Her voice was pleading. "Please touch me! Please don't stop!"
Nate brough his other hand down, carefully inserted a finger while he rubbed her vigorously. Her moans got louder, finally ending in a incoherent cry as he brought her over the edge.
He rested, occasionally giving a quick rub, making her stiffen and catch her breath. Diane turned her head to speak over her shoulder. "That was very nice, Nate."
His voice had a touch of smugness to it. "Glad to be of service, ma'am."
She turned in his arms to give him a kiss. He reciprocated eagerly, then pulled away. "If it wouldn't be too much problem..." He looked hopefully at her, then down towards his bulging crotch.
Diane followed his gaze, gave a slight smile, and slid to her knees on the floor. In a moment his pants were open, his erection standing tall. It twitched when Diane took it in her hand, she smiled at the expression on his face.
"What do we say?"
"Please..."
"Please what, dear?"
"Please use your mouth..."
Diane bent her head and placed a gentle kiss on the head of his cock. "That wasn't very specific."
"Please suck me.."
She teased him with her tongue as she took him in.
"Oh God... I won't last long..."
A smooth suction as she worked her lips up almost to the tip and back down, he threw his head back as his orgasm rose. "DON'T STOP!"
His semen shot into her mouth, she recoiled a fraction of an inch and then went right back to what she was doing, working up and down, then teasing the head, while Nate made noises of ecstasy, finally falling limp when she pulled her mouth off him.
She swallowed and smiled brightly up at Nate. "Was that what you had in mind?"
"Absolutely, Di-Di. Absolutely."
She got back on the couch with him and snuggled close.
****
Nate gave a yawn. Diane copied him. "Don't DO that, you're making me sleepy."
"Well, it is getting late, we could go to bed..."
"It's half past noon, Nate. Just how much sleep do you need?"
"I didn't say *anything* about sleeping."
Diane smacked his shoulder. "No. Get dressed, we should go for a walk in the hydro corridors. The extra O2 will wake you up."
Nate stood, stretched. "I suppose."
****
"So you're back together, dear?"
Nate looked up from his plate and gave a small grin. "That obvious, Mom?"
She gave him a tolerant smile. "You've been friends 12 years, Diane has sat next to you at this table a few hundred times, and you've never been so polite to her, so careful to avoid looking at each other. You're on your best behavior, which means that you would prefer not to be. The only way you could be more obvious is if you wore matching shirts with blinking hearts all over them."
Nate felt himself blushing, looked at his father for support and found only a smirk.
Fine. He scooted his chair over towards Diane's, then took her hand.
Diane answered. "Yes, Mrs. W. I came to my senses, begged for forgiveness, and he was gracious enough to - " she broke into a giggle at Nate's mock glare, then matched his smile. "Yes, we're back together, as of yesterday."
"And your parents?" Nate's Dad always liked to get to the point.
"They weren't too happy about it. I think they're embarrassed that Nate's doing better then the idiot they pointed me towards."
His mom cleared her throat. "I don't want to interfere, but if you would like me to talk to them..."
"Definitely not. They'd be *really* embarrassed to face you. Maybe in a few weeks. Over dinner."
They sat talking after dessert, discussing Nate's training. Finally, Nate looked at the clock. "We need to get going, I have to be up bright and early tomorrow."
After they stepped out, Diane took his hand possessively. "Bright and early? Don't you report at 0800? That's 12 hours from now, and an hour after my shift starts!"
He smiled down at her. "So you can wake me up before you leave."
"Kind of forward of you to assume I'm staying over."
"Well, that bag of clothes you had your sister bring over was a pretty big hint. And your toothbrush."
****
"I'm serious, Nate. We can have sex. Tonight."
"You're sure? I'm not going to be upset if you say no, honest."
She looked up at him with an odd look in her eyes. "You're actually questioning me on this?"
He reached for the top button of her blouse. "I want you to want it, not just give in. I don't wan -" Diane had gripped his shirt collar and pulled his lips down to hers. He embraced her, and spent the next several minutes kissing her enthusiastically. Eventually, she pulled back a little.
"Nate, shut up and take my clothes off."
"Yes ma'am!"
****
Diane led Nate to his bed by the hand, then looked up at him. "Nate, I'm ..."
"Nervous. Do you need to cancel?" There was a hint of disappointment in his voice, but no anger.
"No! I just .. don't know what I should do. What if I'm not as good as -"
"DON'T finish that sentence. You're nervous. Do you want me to take the lead, tell you what to do?"
She bit her lip. "I don't know..."
"I'll rephrase that. MAY I tell you what to do?"
She gave a hesitant smile. "Yes, please."
Nate pulled back the covers and sat on the edge of the bed. "Just stand here in front of me, for a minute."
She stood between his knees, he reached up to cup her cheek, then gave a long caress that ended on her hip. Hands on her hips, he pulled her closer, and brought his mouth to her. His hands roamed while he covered her with kisses, eventually ending with one holding her close, the other gently stroking her slit. Diane gasped softly and gave a little jerk when he found her clit.
Nate released her and smiled up at her. "Now get on your back on the bed."
Diane obeyed hurriedly, then opened her legs for him. He moved into position over her, smiled down at her. "you ready, Di-Di?'
She nodded nervously. "I'm ready, Nate..."
His erection was right at her entrance. He pulled back... then pulled back further, lowered his mouth to her breast, his finger working at her clit again. She rocked her hips, he kissed lower, bringing his mouth to her stomach, her navel, the inside of her thigh..She gave a jerk when he replaced his finger with his tongue, and started moaning as he teased her, now faster, now slower, now forcefully, now gently... he brought his finger back, inserted it gently, then began vigorously eating her out. She threw her head back as the sensations overwhelmed her, his finger pumping faster, bringing her closer. She was almost there...he pulled away, she barely had time to feel disappointment before his erection was pushing into her, finding the barrier.. he hesitated, pulled back, the pushed smoothly forward, breaking her hymen with a sharp pain. He hesitated, looking down at her with concern.
She glared up at him. "Do not stop, dammit!"
Nate was happy to obey. Gently thrusting in and out, he smiled as she threw her head back again, her breathing quickening as she got closer. As he sped up, Diane gave out a cry and wrapped her arms and legs around him, pulling him in, he was pumping a little harder now as her incoherent words echoed in his ears, then gave a final thrust and grunted as he came in her.
He lay in her arms as their breathing slowed, finally rolled off and lay on his side facing her. He pulled a towel out from under the pillow, wiped himself, and offered it to Diane. "Unless you want to lie in a wet spot."
She laughed a little. "Prepared, were we?" She wiped herself clean, then tossed it in the hamper. Nate pulled the blanket up, turned off the lamp, and was asleep in seconds.
****
Diane came awake slowly, to gentle music playing. What...? She opened her eyes to see rumpled sheets pulled up over the other pillow. Her eyes flew open, she sat up and looked around desperately for a clock. "Crap! What time -"
Nate's voice came from the doorway. "Relax, Di-Di. You've got an hour to get ready. We could even get in a little romance before you get dressed..."
She brought up the sheet to cover her breasts, pretended to glare at his smirking face, then laughed. "You're mighty confident. I don't suppose you're planning on closing your eyes while I get dressed?"
"The thought never crossed my mind, actually. But I'll go work on breakfast, I'm done with the fresher."
****
Diane looked up from her plate. "You all ready for your big day?"
Nate smiled across the table at her. "Yesterday was my big day. Today is just training."
"I'm flattered. And almost late. You be a good boy, don't get in trouble on your first day."
Nate did his best imitation of his father. "Yeeees, dear."
She stood, gave him a not-long-enough kiss, and was out the door. Nate frowned in thought at the door, then a smile spread across his face.
****
The first week went quickly. A solid day of training, a couple hours of homework, then a soft bed with a warm woman in it. They didn't - quite - have sex every night, but they both started their day with a smile on their face. Eventually, it was Friday night, with the weekend before them.
"Nate, Can we talk?"
Nate faced her across the table. Her expression was .. a little odd. Nervous and a little worried, she wasn't quite looking him in the eye.
"What is it, Didi?"
She flushed, looked down at her hands. "Am I doing OK? Are you ... satisfied? With what I'm willing to do?"
Nate gave out a startled laugh. "What? Are you kidding? I'm more than happy. I recall showing you last night. Twice."
She hesitated. "Yes - I've been enjoying it too, but I know I haven't done everything th-"
"STOP. You were about to say the name, weren't you?"
"YES! I know she did more things with you, and did everything you said, and I'm not skilled like her, I'm not slender and pretty like her, I'm not-"
"You're not a slave who has to do everything I say. I don't want a slave. I want YOU. When I'm touching you, holding you, when I'm in you, it's because you WANT me, not because you have to do what I want. Do you have any idea how that makes me feel?"
She smiled hesitantly. "Um, good?"
"No, Di-Di. It makes me feel like a freaking KING. I have the girl I've always wanted, always fantasized and dreamt about, in my bed, holding me and accepting me and giving me, well, everything you can."
"But that's just it! I KNOW I'm not giving you what she did. I saw the vids of how she treated you, and she's so, so practiced. It's like she knew exactly how to use her body, and you looked so thrilled and excited, and I'm not ..."
"...not being a sex toy? Not obeying my every whim?"
Diane shook her head. "I'm *not*! And you had that with her..."
"Di-Di, did she show you the vids of her with other men?"
"What? No, she didn't even mention them. Why?"
"You can watch her doing everything with other men that she did with me, and a bunch of stuff I never even tried. You can see that she's not a lover, she IS a sex toy, that's the life she chose and that's all she can be to anyone. Sure, she has a lot of practice doing entertaining things with her tongue. All of the times she went down on me together didn't mean a tenth as much as seeing your lips open for me, as knowing that you were sucking me because you WANTED to."
"But..."
"You DID want to, right?" Nate cocked an eyebrow.
"YES!"
"And if I ORDERED you to strip and get down on your knees right now, you could tell me to piss off and walk out, right?"
"Well, I could. I - I don't actually think I would, Nate."
"Really? You WANT me to order you about?" He had a slight grin and a very devilish glint in his eye.
"I don't know if I want it, but I'd, I don't know, I feel like if I DID let you, then I'd be showing myself I WAS good enough for you."
"Di-Di, it seems like you're feeling guilty about something. Is there something you feel like you should tell me?"
Diane flushed, and looked down. "I can't. I'm - I'm ashamed."
"Ashamed? About ..? No, obviously that won't help you answer."
She nodded unhappily.
"How about I ask questions? Edge our way to the subject, sort of? I can try to go with yes or no questions."
Diane nodded hesitantly. "I can try it. If it's too uncomfortable...I don't know."
"Well, then, let's get started. Are you ashamed of something you did in this apartment?"
"No! Except maybe that I didn't tell you when I could have."
"OK. Is it something that happened before we broke up?"
"No."
"So it happened while we were not together. Is it something you wouldn't have done if we were still together?"
She nodded emphatically. "Yes. I definitely would not have done it."
This was going exactly where Nate expected it to. "Was it something you did with that idiot your parents set you up with?"
She couldn't look him in the eye, her voice was very quiet. "Yes."
Time to be blunt. "Did you screw him?"
She looked up at him in shock. "NO! How could you -"
"Did you suck him or jerk him off? Did you let him finger you?"
She looked angry. "No, no and NO!"
"Did you do ANYTHING with him that you hadn't done with me before?"
"YES. I let him touch my breasts! Are you satisfied!?"
"How? Outside your clothes? Under your shirt? Bare skin? One or two hands? Let's hear it!"
"FINE! Both hands, up my shirt, one tit pulled out of my bra! And I LIKED it!" She was glaring at him defiantly.
"And are you mad enough at me now that you don't feel ashamed anymore?"
"What? Yes! I'm not ashamed! Is that what you want to hear?"
"Yes, it is, Di-Di. Why should you be ashamed of that? He was your boyfriend, wasn't he?"
She deflated, looked up at him with a little disappointment. "I thought you would be mad - don't you care?"
"You're asking why I'm not jealous? Well, I AM jealous. Your breasts are fantastic, but they're YOURS. When I heard you were with someone else, I was ready to find him and ... well, I sure wouldn't be in the training program if I had it on my record. But now? You left him for me, didn't you? I can hardly be mad about that after that little speech I gave you when you came here to find Pixie. Do I wish it had been me? Absolutely, but unless you've been hiding another boyfriend, I took your virginity, gave you your first orgasm - " he noted her eyes avoiding his "- and a bunch of other firsts right? So while I was desperate to feel you up a year ago, I'm feeling pretty good about my track record here."
She looked him in the eye. "I guess it wasn't as terrible as I thought. I just... it kept building, and I kept wanting to tell you and I couldn't ..."
"And now you did, and it's not the end of the world. I love you, Di-Di. But I do have another question."
"Shoot."
"Why didn't you meet my eye when I said I gave you your first orgasm? Did maybe a certain slave help you out there?"
Diane's eyes widened, she looked annoyed, then dropped her shoulders and sighed. "No she did NOT! Guys aren't the ONLY ones who can play with themselves, OK? Or do I have to spell it out for you?"
Nate gave her a grin. "Actually, I think I'd enjoy that very much. For now, I have a few other things in mind once you're out of those clothes. Just to make it very clear how not mad I am with you." His voice took on a bit of an edge. "So strip and kneel in front of the couch."
Diane gave him a startled look, he nodded toward the couch. "THAT couch."
She stood and started unbuttoning her top. "What are you going to want me to do?"
"I want you naked and kneeling by the couch. And after that? If I tell you, that would spoil the surprise." Nate smiled as he watched her disrobe.
She knelt facing the couch, and looked over her shoulder at Nate. "Like this?"
Nate stood and move to stand before her. "Knees apart. I like the view." He smiled down on her. "So, what do you think I want you to do?"
She looked up him confidently. "You want me to suck you."
"Maybe. What else comes to mind?"
She hesitated. "I could lie on the couch and you could take me from behind. We haven't done that yet."
"Good, it IS a surprise." Nate dropped his trousers stepped out of them, and sat right in front of her. His erection was.. impressive. "I want you to come up on your knees, and use those beautiful, soft, smooth breasts to caress me."
Her mouth dropped open. "You want me to what?"
"I want to feel your breasts on me, to see what it's like."
She pursed her lips. "To see what it's like? So you and she never...?"
"You saw her. Her breasts are much smaller. And I never thought of it, until just now. I AM jealous, and want to possess you in every way. If you don't want to, you can suck me instead."
Her breasts felt as good as he expected. "So am I doing this right?"
Nate smiled happily down at her. "If there's a wrong way to do this, you - ahh - haven't found it. This is FANTASTIC! Please don't stop!"
She complied, pushing her breasts together around his cock and moving them up and down. ... a few minutes later, his face contorted, he threw back his head and let out a cry as his semen spurted out. He relaxed, then jerked as she took his cock in her mouth and teased the head with her tongue. "Oh Jesus.." She switched to sucking vigorously, he clenched his fists, arched his back as the sensation coursed through him. Finally.. "Stop! I can't take any more!"
Diane sat back on her heels and smiled up at him. "Was that what you had in mind?"
Nate nodded dumbly. "That - that was astonishing. Better than I expected. Better than I could imagine."
Diane chuckled. "So now there's one thing you've only done with me. I like that." Nate opened his mouth to speak, then thought better of it. "What were you about to say, Nate?"
He grinned hesitantly. "I hate to be pedantic, but it's the third thing I've only done with you."
"Really? Do tell?"
"Well, she never jerked me off all the way, and I never came outside her body. So the first day was two things. I guess coming on your face and tits is number four. Which looks lovely, by the way."
"I see. So do you expect me to just sit here while it dries on me, or may I go clean off?"
"Wellll - if you're feeling like indulging my deviant side, you could clean yourself off with your fingers and mouth. Or we could go into the fresher and I could help you. It may cost a bit, I only had unmetered water for the first week, and it would take me a long time to be sure you were clean."
Diane wiped up a blob from her chest with a finger, looked at it dubiously, then licked it off. "Sure. It's not like I haven't been swallowing all week. You really enjoy watching this?"
"Look down." His erection was already back at half mast, and growing with each heartbeat.
She smiled. "All that for me?"
"Once you're done cleaning up. Then I'll bend you over, like you mentioned earlier."
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