My new life: Moving In - Sex Stories

My new life: Moving In

... pounding, my instincts were telling me to flee because I was so nervous. David’s words came to mind again. ‘Don’t over think it.’ “Clara, will you go out with me.” Silence. Oh dear Lord, the silence somehow caused actual, physical pain. I couldn't breathe. Oh God, I was going to have a panic attack! My heart felt like it had stopped but was also beating a million times a second. My chest ached and my lungs burned. Of all the times to have a panic attack, it couldn't have happened at a worse time. Shit! I hadn't even unpacked my meds yet and I needed them otherwise the entire evening would be ruined. “Yes,” She whispered. The world came rushing back. I could breathe, my muscles relaxed and my heart was still racing but it felt normal again. One simple, wonderful word from this beautiful woman, and my panic attack ceased. I swept her up in a tight hug. She had said yes! I laughed in joy. “But,” she began causing my euphoria to fade slightly, “I still want to know about the cold shower.” “Oh my God, that was so your fault.” I laughed, holding her at arm’s length. With the towel, the kiss, the hug, how else was I supposed to control myself?” “Well you could've, y’know…” She trailed off with a sly smile. “I was afraid that if I did that, I’d lose the courage to ask you out.” I was on top of the world. This beautiful woman was now my girlfriend. “So when do we tell Abbie and Sophie?” I muttered into her ear as we embraced again. Before she could answer, Sophie called from the ...

... kitchen, “It’s okay, we were eavesdropping!” “I don’t think they need to know tonight,” Clara said loud enough for them to hear as she reached up to give me a kiss on the lips. It was a chaste kiss, lips close and short, but for a first kiss, I couldn't have asked for more. I was on top of the world as we walked hand in hand back to the kitchen. ________________________________________________ Part 2: Dinner was wonderful. Sophie had made a great chicken dinner with a garlic sauce that was perfectly suited for the vegetable blend. But for me, the meal was not even close to the best part of the night. Clara had agreed to be my girlfriend. Not even burnt chicken and rotten cabbage could've ruined my evening. Despite the vast amount of booze that Abbie had bought for the group, we hadn't put a dent in it. Sophie, who was the biggest drinker, had suggested that we save the booze for tomorrow night. “We’ll come back tomorrow to help you finish unpacking.” She said with a conspiratorial smile. “Abbie and I will come back around 10 or so.” I noticed she hadn't mentioned when Clara would be coming back. I glanced at my girlfriend and noticed her simply smiling. “Thanks, that should give us plenty of time.” Dear God, she wasn't leaving tonight! We’d known each other for five years and were the closest of friends. Until tonight I hadn't had the courage to ask her out. She had given me a little push after helping me move into my apartment. If I’d been my usual, not infatuated self, I ...