Innocence

I got up and walked to the bathroom, trying to look as casual as possible. It was the only place I could think of to go, but I happened to know that this place had a big bathroom for disabled people. Sophie followed me inside silently and as I slammed the door shut and locked it, I pushed her against the wall and kissed her passionately. I knew she might feel my erection pressing against her but at this state of arousal I didn't care anymore, and I was hoping she was too turned on to care as well.

She kissed like a young girl, her tongue slipping into my mouth and playing with mine. She sighed contently and relaxed against the wall. My hands automatically found the ponytail in her hair and undid it, running my hands through her now loose blond hair. "Take my clothes off," she begged in a whisper and went back to kissing me.

I ran my hands down her body, letting my fingers explore the roundness of her breasts for a moment before I reached the bottom of her shirt and pulled it off. We had to stop kissing for a moment while I pulled it over her head, messing up her hair beautifully, but as soon as it was out of the way our lips melted back together as though they were magnetically pulled towards each other. Her tongue found mine again and my hands found the back of her bra and unhooked it. It fell on the floor and my hands moved to her breasts, exploring them and teasing her hard nipples. Her breasts were smaller than they had seemed in clothing, but I liked how they just fit into my hands perfectly.

Her hands went to the buttons of my blouse and unbuttoned them slowly. When I moved my hands towards hers to help her, I felt they were shaking slightly. I parted away from her lips for a moment. "Have you done this before?" I asked her, not needing to ask whether she was nervous. She was.

"Yes," she said, trying to sound confident. She undid one more button and my blouse joined her bra and shirt on the floor. "Once or twice," she admitted then, with less confidence.