		THE WAITING IS THE HARDEST PART (Chapter 67)

It was the Thursday after Thanksgiving. Dave was in his room, doing some studying. He was waiting to call Kate. She had been in the middle of a canvas, but told him to call about eight.

He had just found something out. He knew his parents were going away for the weekend, and he knew his older brother was staying at college at BC instead of coming home like he did most weekends. However, his parents had just told him today that they were indeed giving him a break and sending his younger sister to stay with their grandparents instead of leaving her with Dave. 

In other words, the house was his for the weekend. And Kate's and his desperate search for a time and place where they could finally be together was over. Since he had been sick during their golden opportunity back during Labor Day, they hadn't had another chance. He was getting his license in a couple months, but didn't want his--and especially Kate's--first time to be in the back of a car. Sophia had promised help when she came home for Christmas, but who knew if that was going to work out. But now was their chance. They already had a date planned for tomorrow night--all they had to do was skip the movie and come here instead. It would work. It was perfect. He had to call Kate and tell her.

He looked at the clock. Three past eight. He picked up the phone and dialed it.

"Good evening, my lady Katherine."

"Good evening, sir David. How's my love tonight?"

"Wonderful. Guess what? I have an empty house starting tomorrow at five o'clock."

"What? You're kidding!!"

"Nope." He explained the details. They decided he would come pick her up at 5:30 as planned, they'd get food, as planned, but they weren't going to any movie.

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Kate was waiting for him at 5:15. She had had an absolutely endless day at school. She couldn't wait for it to be over--and she usually liked school. 

She had to be honest with herself. She had wanted this for quite a long time--but she was scared. Scared it would hurt. Scared she wouldn't enjoy it or know what to do. Scared that this was all he wanted from her--and wasn't that a bit of an irrational fear? He stuck around for over a year when this was all he wanted? It made no sense, but she couldn't stop it creeping into her head. 

They hadn't talked about it much, what it would mean. They had just decided that they wanted to do it, and since then it had been all about an until-now-fruitless search for a time and a place to do it. 

While this part of her reverie hung in her mind, the doorbell rang.

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It was a big night. The menu had to be Chinese--it was both of their favorite. They had been to this particular restaurant so many times, he didn't even have to ask her what she wanted. He already knew. This time, they took take-out.

He grabbed some plates and utensils, and they took the food up to his room. Kate had been here often. It was the one place where they could, occasionally, grab a little privacy, though not enough or for a long enough time to do that. Until tonight. 

They ate, sitting on the floor. They found their favorite thing to watch on TV--college basketball. They kept the conversation light.

"Look who's playing--Wisconsin," Dave said with a chuckle.

Kate laughed. "Wonder if Sophie is there. Oh, I forgot to tell you--she and Warren got back together."

"That is damn good news," Dave said. "I had been hoping."

"I think we all had." They got silent after that, eating and watching the game. 

When they were both done, Dave went downstairs to through the plates and stuff in the dishwasher, and put the leftover food in the fridge. He came back up. Kate was still on the floor, watching the game. He sat next to her. She was staring straight ahead, at the TV. He reached out and put a hand on her arm. He pulled the hand away, abruptly. She was shaking.

"Kate? Are you all right?"

"I don't know."

He took a deep breath. "Do you still want to do this?"

"I don't know."

He was a little confused. It had been her, even more than he, who had been relentless the past three months about her desire to find a place to do it. Now they had one, and she was....backing out? Unsure? 

That's not what he said. He said, "It's all right, you know."

She looked at him. "What's all right?"

"That you don't know."

"I feel like an ass. I've been dying for this for months. Now, we've got the opportunity.........."

"It's OK. Really."

"I want it. I've wanted it." She looked away from him. "I thought I wanted it. Now, I'm so scared."

He laughed. She whipped her head toward him, about to angrily question what he was laughing at, when he said, "You're scared? Thank God. I thought I was the only terrified virgin in the room."

"You are?" she asked, amazed. "Guys get scared? I figured all guys just cared about........"

"Katherine, how long have we been going out? Come on. You know me better than that. I'm not your typical guy. I never have been. And you would have never gone out with me if I had been."

She sighed. "You're right, and it was unfair of me to say that." She took a breath. "What are you scared of?"

"Lots of things, some of which are embarrassing to talk to you about," he said with a half-smile.

She smiled. "If we're going to have sex, I think we should be able to talk about embarrassing things."

"Fine," he sighed. "I'm scared that I'll hurt you. I'm scared that I won't be good enough. I'm scared that something will happen to our relationship because of it. I'm scared that this is a big step that we can't take back."

She looked into his eyes. "We're scared of exactly the same things, you know." 

"Kate, do you love me?"

"Of course, you know that."

"And I love you. Do you want me to be your first?"

"Yes. Absolutely. No doubt in my mind." She paused. "Now or later is the only question."

"OK."

She suddenly stood up. She reached out her hand to him, and he stood up with her. She wrapped her arms around him and kissed him, long and deep. They broke the kiss, and sort of led each other to the bed. They sat down on the edge next to each other.

"Half the problem is we're calmly discussing this instead of making each other horny," Kate giggled.

"You mean, we should go with the flow, that kind of thing?"

"Exactly," she laughed. "Look, we've fooled around before. We've gotten right to that point and stopped. We can still stop, if either one of us decides to."

"Right."

"And if we don't decide to stop........." she grinned impishly. Knowing he was as scared as she was had actually come as a great relief.

"Good plan," he agreed, and reached in to kiss her again.

It was very quickly that they weren't wearing many clothes between them, and Dave had his lips on one of her breasts and his hand between her legs, stroking her pussy. They had done this many times, and greatly enjoyed pleasuring one another. Suddenly, however, Kate sat up and pushed his mouth and hand away.

"Something wrong, Katherine?"

"Not at all. I just want to do this first tonight," she said, as she reached down and took his cock into her mouth.

She devoured him. She was as eager as he had ever seen her. "Oh, God, Katherine..." he moaned as she bobbed up and down on his cock, taking him deep in her throat. He ran his fingers through her hair as she sucked on him. She was relentless, and it didn't take long.

"Oh....fuck....Kate....CUMMING!" She didn't pull off, which was fairly unusual. He came right into her throat. She swallowed every drop.

"Wow....," was all he could say. He looked down at his member, which was rapidly softening.  She looked at it, too, and looked up into his face, and giggled.

"Don't worry about it. You haven't barely touched me yet, so you've got lots of recovery time." He laughed, and pushed her back down on the bed, and went back at her breasts with his mouth, and her pussy with his fingers. A little while of this, and her breath was ragged, and he moved down to her pussy with his mouth.

"Oh God do I love this," she said. "Oh, yeahhhh............getting the empty house was worth it just for this........ungggggghhhhh......"

He stuck his finger in her while his mouth attacked her clit. "Ahyeaaaahhhhh....," she bellowed. Something came to him that he knew, but had never taken note of before--he never got much of his finger in. She still had her hymen. He was most likely going to hurt her, no matter what he did, if they did it. Luckily, that thought slipped away as she arched her back and exploded in orgasm, her pussy grinding against his face. 

He paused, and then started in again, but she sat up and grabbed his shoulders, pulling him up. "Dave, I'm ready. I'm turned on, and I'm wet, and I want you to do it."

Oh Jesus, he thought. The moment of truth. His brain agonized about it. His cock, however, had a mind of its own, and was completely recovered and very ready. 

The good thing, he thought, was that he had thought to have a talk with his brother, Joe. Joe was cool, smooth with the ladies, and had plenty of experience. He was also very close to Dave, despite their different personalities. He had taken a couple of girls' virginity, and had given Dave some good advice. 

One of those was, "Lube. Even if she's wet, better safe than sorry. Makes it easier." Dave grabbed the tube, and spread a little on his dick. Then he crawled up on top of Kate.

"You sure?" he asked.

"Yes. Oh God yes. Put it in me, David, please." Seeing his girlfriend like this, ready, spread out beneath him, eyes shining, stiffened his resolve. Something else had been stiffened for some time, now--and that something else was there, at her opening, being guided by his hand.

"Ooooffff!!!" She let out as the tip pushed ever-so-slightly through her lips. "Nnnnggghhh!!!" as he slowly moved forward. And then the whole tip slipped through, and her mouth opened into an O and she let out a little squeak. He felt the tip bump against her barrier.

"You OK?"

"So far," she gasped. "I feel so stretched."

"This is the hard part."

"I know that's the hard part. If you weren't hard, this wouldn't work," she joked with a gleam in her eye. He just looked at her.

"That was a funny, sweetheart," she said. "I know what you meant. Do it."

Still shaking his head at her joke, he pulled back a little, and pushed, feeling her membrane give way underneath his thrust.

"AAAYYYIIIIIEEEEEE!" she screamed. "Oh SHIT that HURT!!!!"

Damn, he thought. He looked at her with concern as she grimaced.

"It's OK, love," she said. "To be expected....owww...just stop a minute, OK?"

He stopped, worried, as he saw the tears rolling down her cheeks. Was it supposed to hurt that much?

Her breathing settled down, and the tears stopped. "That's better," she said. "Go slow, OK?"

He did, moving into her millimeter by millimeter. "Oh!" she let out, followed by a "Nnngggggghhhhh."

"OK?" he asked.

"Yes," she smiled up at him. "Keep going." He did, slowly. She let out little moans and squeaks as he filled her up. Suddenly, she felt his pubic bone bump hers, and she let out a huge puff of air.

"All...the way...in?" she asked.

"Yes. How do you feel?"

"I'm not quite sure," she managed to giggle. "Full and stretched. Beyond that....give me a minute....."

"Pain?"

"Very little. There was just that one big sharp one. How do you feel?"

"Umm...desperately trying not to go off too soon. Besides that, just fine."

She laughed. "Hey, if you go off too soon......you know, it's OK."

"I think I can hold it."

She smiled at him. "This is really starting to feel very good, you know."

"Ready?"

She nodded, and whispered, "Easy at first, OK?" He nodded, and slowly pulled himself almost all the way out, then just as slowly slid back in. "Ooooohhh!!" she said. He did it again, building up a slow but steady pace, concentrating on what he was doing and on her in an effort to hold back his orgasm--another tip from Joe. So far, so good. And Kate was grunting and squeaking with every stroke.

"Oh.....GAAWWDDDD.....oh I think I like this!" she squealed.

He kept going, even longer than he thought he'd be able, and she felt that familiar tightening in her stomach.

"Darling," she gasped, "you can go faster now."

"If I do that......it won't take long...."

"I'll go right with you, love," she smiled at him. He picked up the pace.

"OH FUCK! OH FUCK! OH FUCK!" she screamed as he plummeted in and out of her. She felt it building up, and so did he. He held off as long as he could, but went first. Luckily, the last couple of grinding strokes as he drained himself into her were enough to send her to her own climax, which she reached with a hearty scream.

He slipped out of her as he softened, and flopped next to her, exhausted. She leaned over to him and kissed him gently on the cheek. "Oh, David, that was wonderful."

"For me, too, Katherine. I love you."

"I love you too." She sighed. "I can't believe we finally did it!"

He took a glance down between her legs, and then looked up at her, concerned. "Are you sure you're OK?"

"Wonderful. Fantastic."

"No pain?"

"Oh, a little. I'm a bit sore. That's to be expected. I couldn't care less. It wasn't bad at all, really, just a minute when you took my hymen."

"You sure? Positive?"

"Yes, really, David. It really wasn't bad."

"Hmmm. Because there is a whole lot of blood on my sheet, between your legs." She looked down.

"Wow. There is a lot, isn't there? Wow. It really didn't hurt that bad."

"I do believe I will be doing some serious laundry this weekend." They both giggled. 

"Let me go clean up, and I'll help you get this sheet off." She ran to the bathroom, and was back quickly. Dave watched her come back in. God, she was so beautiful--never more so than she was right now.

"C'mon, sexy, let's get this sheet off," she said. "You want to throw it in before the blood dries, or it will stain, and your mother will freak." They got it off, and both took it down to the laundry room. They came back up and replaced it, and settled down, cuddling and half-watching the TV.

After about an hour, Kate reached down between Dave's legs. "Oh, Sir David, it seems your gallant steed is ready for round two," she giggled.

He cracked up laughing. "Yes, but is my Lady Katherine?"

"Oh you BETCHA!" She pulled him on top of her.

It was even better the second time.

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Sunday evening, Kate was glad to get a phone call from Sophia.

"So, what did you do this weekend?" Sophia asked her.

"Oh, let's see. Got Chinese with Dave on Friday, got Italian with Dave on Saturday, went to brunch with the folks this morning, worked on a canvas, read some, lost my virginity, did some homework, went shopp...."

"WAITAMINNIT!" Sophia interrupted. "Did you say 'lost your virginity'??"

"Oh, you caught that, huh?" Kate giggled. "Dave got the house all to himself this weekend, so we took advantage."

"When did it happen?"

"Friday night. Then again Friday night, then Saturday night, then again Saturday night....." 

Sophia cracked up laughing. "Wow, you don't hold back, do you? It was all right, then?"

"Oh, Sophia, it was more than all right. It was fantastic. I'm still in the clouds."

"No regrets?"

"None. Except for the fact that now I'm hooked and we still have the same no-place-to-do-it problem."

"Did you tell my Mom?"

"No. I don't know about her lately, Sophia, without you here she takes my Dad's side a lot. I don't think I can tell her."

"I'll be home soon, Kate, we'll work something out."

"It's OK. He gets his license in a couple months. I've had my 'special first time', so I don't mind doing it in a car, as long as I get to do it."

"Cars can be fun."

"You would know, Big Sis."

"Yes I would, Little Sis. How's David?"

"The most wonderful guy in the world, that's how he is!"

"I'd argue on behalf of Warren, but I'll leave you to your delusions."

Kate giggled. "Fine, be that way. Seriously, I really love the guy. He was so tender and gentle. It really was special."

"He loves you, you know."

"I know. He tells me enough!" They both broke up laughing.














 


