A Second Time With John “Revised” - Sex Stories

A Second Time With John “Revised”

... needed to find out if I might be thinking about having sex with him. Yea, I had been thinking about having sex with him to the point where I was using a makeshift toy in my ass, wanting to feel it again.

I could see he was searching for what to say, wondering if he could persuade me to go with him again, which made me smile, but right now, it wouldn’t take much. I had already decided I wanted to be with him again, and all I needed was for him to suggest it, and basically he did by telling me, “You should come over.”

Again, we only made small talk and after we finished eating, there was an awkward pause. John eventually suggested we should go, and in the car, he again asked, "Would you like to come by my place sometime?"

"Of course," I had thought about it, but reluctant to commit, I didn't answer him right away.

However, John impatiently suggested, "Come on, it'll be nice to have you visit again," and then continued by telling me, "Don't worry, I won't try anything.”

I don’t think he actually realized I was wanting to have sex with him again, however when I turned to look at him I simply said, "Okay."

Hearing that I'd like to come over, I think aroused him a little and not wanting to appear over anxious, he paused and then asked, "Do you wanta go over there now?"

I was hesitant, I knew what he wanted, I wanted it too, and after a few second he again said, "Come on, it's okay."

Smiling, I wholeheartedly said, "Okay," which made him cautiously asked, ...

... "Are you sure?"

"Yea, of course I was sure," I thought, but not wanting to appear overly anxious too, I again simply said, "Yea."

It again made him smile and as we headed toward his apartment, we didn’t say anything but then he again said, "I'm really glad you wanta come over."

He was still wanting to see if he had a chance to get me in bed again, and when he subtly reached over and put his hand on my leg, I instinctively looked down at his hand. I could see John repeatedly glancing over, and it only took me a minute, but, I eventually put my hand on his.

I really wanted him to know that I wanted to be with him, and it did make him look over at my hand on his, and sensing him smiling, I nervously didn’t look up. John then gave my thigh a little squeeze, obviously signaling he knew why I was willing to go with him, but then suddenly, he took his hand off my thigh.

My hand had slid off too, and as I rested on the seat, I worried, but then he confidently looked over and said, “Okay, we’ll be there soon.”

It made me again smile shyly, and it really didn't take long before we were pulling into his apartment complex, and as he quickly parked out front of his building, and we got out, John said, “Here we are.”

Hurrying us inside, I was super nervous and when he put his hand on my back, guiding me to go in, he quickly closed the door behind us. Looking at me, he smiled and said, "Let's go over there," motioning toward the living room.

I think he was a little ...