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But, I wasn’t going to put this off forever. The fact that the CEO himself came up here to talk to me about the job offer was huge. It all but handed me the job right then and there, and I knew it, too.
I also knew that there was something incredible going on here with Harper, and I aimed to find out just where that was going. I knew I had to make a move of some kind in one direction, and it was difficult for me to keep it all under wraps for now.
Tonight, however, I just wanted to enjoy the time I had with Harper.
I wanted to show her how I could cook, and I wanted her to feel relaxed and comfortable at my house. I wanted her to reach the point where she had a key and came over whenever she wanted.
I wasn’t messing around with women anymore. I knew what I wanted in life, and I wasn’t going to let her pass me by. The fact that we were so good together had to mean something, and I wanted to find out what that was before making another life changing choice.
It was all so exciting. I knew I had to make a decision of some kind soon so I could talk to Harper about it. There was no way I could keep this to myself for very long.
TWENTY-FOUR
Harper
I was elatedthat Trevor asked me to come over for dinner, and not only that, but to spend the night, too.
He didn’t beat around the bush at all with asking me over, and he was pretty explicit with what he said about what I packed. Well, okay, not too explicit, but he did all but say we would be having sex. At least, that’s what I heard. And it did alter what I brought over to the house for the night.
I wasn’t going to go over in something slouchy and easy if I was going to dinner. But, I wasn’t going to stay overly dressed up all night, either. I would want to get comfortable pretty quickly after dinner, not to mention the fact that I probably wouldn’t be in anything at all at some point.
And when that time came, I didn’t want Trevor to take off my clothes to find plain undergarments. I might be a virgin, or at least, I was before I started dating Trevor, but I do have sexy lingerie. I would always buy it for myself, and since I didn’t have anyone I was sleeping with, none of it got ruined. I didn’t wear it very often, but now that I had Trevor in my life, I had a feeling it wasn’t going to hold up as well as it had.
He had been so gentle with me before, but I could feel in his body the fact that he was very strong, and I got the impression he liked to be in control. I liked to give it to him, and I would be perfectly okay if he was the one who always led in the bedroom. It didn’t bother me in the slightest that he could be the one to do that.
Of course, I knew I would gain confidence and probably have my own idea here and there, but for the most part, I was excited to get into the world of sexuality, and I was more than happy to let him be the guide. He was able to show me just how he liked it, and I was happy to be able to give it to him. That was, without a doubt, one of my favorite things about this relationship since we’d taken that step.
It left me curios to know what we would do that night, and what else I could ask him to teach me. It added a sexier dynamic to the time in the bedroom, I felt, if I was open enough to ask him to show me what he liked than to just try to guess and do things he wanted.
I had so little experience with sex, I had no idea what I was doing with any of it. It looked so easy on tv, but when we had sex for the first time last weekend, I really had no idea what I was doing to the point I let Trevor do just about everything himself.
He didn’t seem to mind, and I figured with that I would take my time and learn how he liked it. I didn’t know how I liked it at this point, either. It was still a learning experience for me, too, and I wanted to learn together.
I carried on the conversation with him while he made dinner, but since it took longer than the dinner I had made, I started to want to get sexy before dinner. I knew he was cooking, and I didn’t want to distract him from that, but I decided instead of staying in this dress for dinner, I was going to change clothes.
I didn’t want to go to the extent of putting on lingerie for the meal. I felt we were still too early on in our relationship for something like that, but I did want to show him that I could be sexy in a different way, and the best way to do that was to take something of his and wear it.
His nice shirts were all hanging in his closet, but his t-shirts were folded on the shelf.
“What are you doing?” he called after me. It was the first time I had been in his apartment, and he was probably worried about what I was getting into.
“I’m just looking around,” I called back. “I want to see what your life is like.”
“It’s better when I get to spend time with you,” he said.
“Oh?” I asked, my voice a lot lower now that I was back in the kitchen with him. He was turned away from me, but when he saw that I had put on one of his t-shirts, his mouth fell open. He looked me over from head to toe, and I could see in his eyes that he liked what he saw.
There was just something so sexy about dressing up in my boyfriend’s clothing that they really liked. I had done it with a couple of my boyfriends in the past, but never with t-shirts, only hoodies. This was the first time I was in a guy’s house and was able to take a shirt from him.
And I liked it.
From what I could tell, Trevor liked it, too.
A lot.
“Sorry,” I said. “I tripped and fell in your closet and just landed in one of your shirts. I don’t know how it happened.”
“Whatever shall we do?” he asked as he left the steaks resting in the oven and the shrimp warming underneath them.
