Helping out a Classmate - Chapter 2 - Sex Stories

Helping out a Classmate - Chapter 2

You hear Danielle leaving the shower. You’re still lying on the bed, your mind still busy with processing all the events that happened today. Danielle had come to you for help, but it turned out she also wanted something else. After giving each other some oral pleasure, the two of you cuddled. After a couple of minutes Danielle told you she would take a shower. Now, approximately twenty minutes later, she’s standing in the doorway. She’s wearing some grey sweatpants and a black sweater. Her still wet brown hair is tied in a knot. “You can take your shower now,” she says “I will,” you say as you walk towards her. You kiss her and she returns the kiss. You still can’t believe what’s happening, but you definitely are enjoying every second of it. You grab your clothes and walk towards the bathroom. While standing under the nice warm stream of water, you think about the blowjob Danielle gave you earlier. Your cock instantly grows harder. For a moment you think about jerking off, but you decide it would be impolite. Instead you clean yourself and get dressed. As you walk out of the bathroom, Danielle is standing in the kitchen. “I was just thinking about going in there to see what was taking so long,” she says. “Were you jerking off?” “N-No, I swear I wasn’t… did I really stay in the shower for that long?” you answer nervously. “I’m just joking,” she laughs. “You only took a shower for fifteen minutes.” You are relieved that she was only joking. She clearly notices. “You get ...

... nervous so easily,” she says. “Why?” “I don’t know, I’m just insecure I guess,” you reply. “You’ve got no reason to be insecure,” she reassures you as she leans in for a kiss. “Anyway, dinner is ready,” she says after breaking the kiss. You look up and see that Danielle has done a lot since you went into the bathroom. The table is set and you can see a lot of bowls containing food, two plates, glasses, a bottle of water and a bottle of wine. “You really didn’t have to do all that,” you tell her. You both walk over to the table and have a seat. Your insecurity takes over so you just stare at the bowls. “Just take whatever you want to have,” Danielle says as she starts to put food on her own plate. You follow her lead and pick some food as well. You both start eating in awkward silence. After a few bites you break the silence. “This is delicious, you’re a great cook, Danielle,” you compliment her. “Thank you.” You continue eating. You look at Danielle and for the first time you notice that she’s a bit nervous. “What’s wrong?” you ask. “Nothing,” she replies. “Come on, I can tell something is wrong. Is it about what happened earlier?” “No, it’s not that…” “You know you can tell me anything, right?” Danielle doesn’t react. She’s getting more nervous. You know something is wrong. You just hope it doesn’t have anything to do with the events earlier today. What if she regrets her actions? In your mind you hear her say she regrets it, and that it may never happen again. Just as you start ...