‘I don’t know Sharon. Maybe it was just nerves.’
Sharon began to laugh a little about the conversation, which calmed my nerves tremendously.
‘Derrick was telling me about how he doesn’t like other men around me.’
‘He was talking about me, wasn’t he?’
‘He didn’t say, but I’m sure he was,’ she replied.
‘Did you tell him that he didn’t need to worry about that?’
‘No.’
‘Well, why not? It’ll make it seem like our relationship can’t be trusted!’
‘Because I’d be telling a lie,’ she stated strongly.
The statement had me stopping in my tracks, due to the fact that she confirmed feelings.
‘You mean so much to me and when Derrick and I talked about it; my mouth stayed shut because I always liked you. It started simple but now I like you in another way.’
‘Sharon, don’t play with me like that.’
‘I’m not playing and it feels good to finally tell you. Things are a little clearer now. It’s been hard.’
‘Hard! You don’t know hard! Watching you shower and seeing your body naked was hard.’
‘I’m so sorry, but I did that on purpose.’
It was so funny to know that all this time we had been sending one another cues about how we felt. Although it was nice to get that out in the open, there was nothing to be done because she had a boyfriend.
‘Rajah, I’m curious though.’
‘About what?’
‘Would it be uncomfortable if I asked you to kiss me?’
‘A little bit, only because the nervousness would be there and you might not like it.’
‘Would you stop thinking about it so much and do it,’ she replied.
‘Are you serious?’
‘Yes! Please…Do you know how much I have thought about this? Before you ask how much, it would be a lot.’
‘Okay, I’ll do it,’ I stated reluctantly.
As we sat up on the couch, my mind prepared for the kiss that has been avoided for years. So much of me wanted this kiss and so much of me wanted it to be special. Yet, a part of me replayed the past and thoughts about what this will do to us. Sharon was shaking as we leaned in to connect on a kiss that meant everything, but before our lips connected, she insisted we journey upstairs. She didn’t want our first kiss to be on the couch but in her room so she can remember while relaxing in her bed at night. Sharon grabbed my hand and we moved quickly up the stairs to her room. There was this peach smell in the air as usual. As long as we had been friends, my nose could never locate the origin of that smell. With the white walls and windows on just about every wall, her room was pretty comfortable. The only thing about her room was all those pictures of “Bell Biv Devoe” hanging around the room. Sitting on the futon in her room, she asked “Are you ready” as if we were about to do something dangerous. In a sense it was dangerous because our friendship may change. Placing my hands on the top of her thighs, my body begins to move in with her body. My hands felt these firm legs that were always on my mind. Our lips connect with one small kiss or peck, followed by another. As we adjusted to the kiss, the frequency speeded up, until we finally tilted our heads to deeply kiss. The inside of my body felt like it was going to explode as I grew excited, knowing that something in my mind for some time was about to happen. Her arms were wrapped around my neck, as her body pressed up against me. As we stopped, you could feel the energy move within the room. We then looked at one another and Sharon said “Wow.” That statement made me feel great inside and as if we were in unison, we sat back on the futon and just thought about what happened.
‘That was everything that I thought it would,’ she said calmly.
‘Yes, it was good.’
My hand moved to her thigh, and slid up and down. She sat there in a kind of daze as if she was thinking about something.
‘Sharon. What’s wrong?’
She turned her head, looked at me, and straddled across my lap with both hands on my face to kiss me again. Suddenly, we were at it again, realizing that if we go through with this, there is no turning back. The feeling was too good to want to stop. We began pulling off clothes and my eyes saw her beautiful body in a different way. That caramel skin color blended with my brown skin to excite me even more. Neither one of us was experienced in the art of sex, but we knew enough to enjoy it. As we moved to the bed, she was no longer the friend I had, but the woman who was sexy and endearing.
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