Helping out a Classmate - Chapter 2 - Sex Stories

Helping out a Classmate - Chapter 2

... to form tears in your eyes, Danielle breaks the silence. “Could you please stay with me tonight?” she asks, tears streaming down her face. You didn’t notice she started crying, because you were too busy with your own thoughts. “Sure,” you tell her, reassured and scared at the same time. Danielle drops her fork and bursts out in tears. You stand up and walk over to her. As you stand behind her, you put both your hands on her shoulders. “Everything will be fine,” you try to comfort her. She keeps crying. You start to caress her shoulders. “Maybe you’ll feel better if you talk about it,” you suggest. “I know,” Danielle answers. “It’s just been rough lately.” “You mean the ending of your relationship?” “Yes, but school has been hard as well…” “Look, I can help you with your problems at school. And although you’re boyfriend cheated on you, you still have your family and friends…” you tell Danielle. “… and me, if you like.” Her crying seems to stop. “Thank you, Michael.” “No problem, I’ll always be there for you,” you answer. “You’re sweet,” Danielle compliments you. She picks up her fork and resumes eating. You move your head down and kiss her on her cheek. You move back to your seat and resume eating as well. Danielle and you finish at the same time. “I’m sorry for losing control like that,” she says, clearly embarrassed. Before taking a sip from her wine. “It’s okay. You’ve had a hard time and it just became a bit too much for you. There’s absolutely nothing to be ashamed ...

... about,” you comfort her. Danielle smiles at you and stands up. “You can go watch some TV, I’ll clean up,” she says. She grabs two plates, but before she can walk to the kitchen, you block her way. “You’ve done more than enough already,” you say. “I’ll clean up, while you relax for once.” She smiles. “It’s fine, you’re the guest.” “No, I insist,” you tell her. “Well, I guess I don’t have a choice,” she says as she smiles again. Danielle walks over to the couch to watch TV. You clean the table and do the dishes. Danielle has finished her glass of wine, so you decide to give her another one. “You’re quite the gentleman, aren’t you?” “I try,” you joke. You both smile and you join her on the couch. As soon as you sit down, Danielle leans against you and rests her head on your chest. You put your arm around her. For the rest of the evening you stay like this. Sometimes you stand up to get a drink for either Danielle or yourself. You don’t pay any attention to the shows you’re watching. You focus on the feeling of having your dream girl this close to you. Occasionally you play with her hair. Every time you do this, you can see Danielle smile a little. She definitely likes the attention you’re giving her. Around 22:30 Danielle zips through the channels, but she can’t find anything interesting. “I guess it’s time to go to bed anyway,” she says. “Sure,” you answer. “Should I sleep on the couch?” you ask in a serious tone. “No, silly,” Danielle laughs. “You can sleep with me.” You must look ...