Chapters: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13.1, 13.2, 14, 15.
“Take off those clothes, Demi,” I said, her clothes were wet due to the rain.
“WHAT!?” she replied overreacting, while she opened her eyes as wide as she could.
“Yes, your clothes are soaking, the rain, remember?
She looked down to check what I was saying.
"Oh! I’ve completely forgotten the rain," she giggled and did as I said, taking off the clothes.
Great! Now she thought I was a pervert old man who tried to see her nude, I could see it, in how uncomfortable she looked while she was undressing. So I turned around starting to take off my own wet clothes.
Almost all my clothes were wet and surely hers were even worse than mine, as she spent much more time under the rain.
I took off my own sweatshirt and my trousers keeping only the white t-shirt and the pair of long shorts that I was wearing under.
"You can turn around," I heard her saying and I did so.
I was expecting her to keep the top and the short that she was wearing the night before as a pajama, now imagine my surprise when I found all her wet clothes lying on the floor and when I say all her wet clothes I really mean it, all of them! There were the sweatshirt, the top, the shorts, the shoes and I just stopped, cause I was afraid of find another single piece of her clothing.
So Demi was in the bed with only her underwear if not completely nude under that blanket.
I froze right there, with my clothes still in hand and my eyes avoiding hers.
"what are you waiting for?" she asked made all innocence and flushed cheeks and I cursed her for that, cause she didn’t know what she was doing to me, or how guilty I feel for thinking of her like that, she was just too young and I was just an idiot that I took off his trousers when needed them more.
I walked through the room and got into the bed, lying totally stiff, while looking straight to the roof and trying to breathe deeply and think in anything else but her partial nudity at my side.
I don’t know if I should be thanking or cursing the fact that when I was getting into bed I saw she was still wearing her underwear, I mean it was a mental relief knowing she wasn’t completely nude but now I couldn’t take off that image of my head and that was not helping me at all, I just missed my trousers so badly.
This was so embarrassing I had just spit in his face, when he finally made a move on me, it took me out of base and I just ruined the moment I had waited for so long, he should be thinking I don’t like him at all, when the truth was I want him so badly, mostly in a nice and tender way but I couldn’t deny there were some moments when I thought of him in a naughty-sexual-fleshly way.
“Take off those clothes, Demi,” Simon suddenly said.
“WHAT!?” I jumped in my site, opening my eyes as much as I could. Was he reading my mind? or what?, I blushed even more, just when you are having naughty thoughts, he ask you to undress?
“Yes, your clothes are soaking, the rain, remember?
I couldn’t assimilate what he was saying, I was so embarrassed, I just couldn’t even remember my name, and all that naughty-sexual-fleshly stuff had taken over my mind. What had he just said?
… The rain? Clothes soaking? Was that supposed to mean something?
"Oh! I’ve completely forgotten the rain," I giggled and did as he said, taking off the clothes, But I could feel his glance fixed on me and I couldn’t help it and kept blushing.
He turn around giving me some space and I couldn’t be more grateful, cause I had just realized that all my clothes were soaking and that there was no way I could sleep wearing them, so I took off all my clothes except my underwear and quickly got into bed, because he could turn around again any moment. But he didn’t, he was just waiting for me to be ready.
I smiled looking at him while he played with the wet clothes in his hands.
"You can turn around," I said and he did so, he looked at me for a second and then to my clothes in the floor, now he knew I wasn’t wearing much clothes in here.
If he wasn’t who he was, I would bet that he had flushed a little, but then he didn’t move from where he was and I understood how nervous he really was.
"What are you waiting for?," I asked feigning innocence when in reality I was tracing a plan in my head. He walked to the bed and I lifted the blanket so he could get into the bed but what I really wanted was that he could see me perfectly in my underwear, and he did so but then quickly looked away and lay down on the bed, staying completely stiff and looking up to the roof.
He was so nervous, I could tell, he looked so cute, lying there trying to inhale and exhale over and over, it almost made me feel bad for what I was about to do.
"Simon…" I said flirty voice on, "I’m scared, can you cuddle me?"
"Yes," he answered with raspy voice, I smiled and turn around giving him my back and he also turned around hugging me, I opened my eyes wide when I felt it, he was aroused and hard as a rock against my ass, "sorry I…" he stated apologizing and then tried to get away, but I grabbed his hand and didn’t let him.
"Don’t worry, I don’t care," I looked at him over my shoulder and then kissed him deeply on his lips, he kiss me back for a few seconds but then he stopped the kiss.
"We can’t do this Demi."
"I know," I said sadly.
I had never slept better than that night.