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I worked at my PC for a bit in my room before thinking of her again.
Is that a date? No, just a meeting. Are we even friends yet?
She seems to be more comfortable around me, but does that mean she is into women, into me?
Before I could spiral deeper into my thoughts, my phone buzzed.
A message from HER!
I quickly unlocked my phone, anxiety rising in my chest. What if she did write to cancel tomorrow?
When the signal finally came back and the censored message was revealed, I felt my heart jump.
"I am looking forward to tomorrow. Did you like the green and grey top?"
I read it twice, then with shaky fingers typed "yes".
The reply came fast this time. "Oh good, I thought about wearing it tomorrow."
Why did it matter if I liked her top? I kinda knew the answer, but surely not, right?
I sat up on my bed, holding my phone in both hands as I typed, "Want me to wear anything specific for you?"
After hitting send, my hands trembled. I thought about deleting it when the two white marks on my screen confirmed she had seen it.
For a few moments nothing happened, then the typing indicator appeared...
Then nothing again.
Shit, shit, shit. I felt my heart rush. I fucked it up.
Then my phone buzzed. I looked down into my hands at a new message: "You look good in anything :3"
I almost dropped my phone onto my mattress while reading the message over and over.
I should answer...
I typed "You too" and deleted the letters before sending again.
Suddenly, I got an image from her. At first it was blurry as the signal loaded it in. Then I could see her: dark red lipstick, the freckled makeup, and her striped top. She was smiling, and she wore her collar.
Before thinking, I typed "Damn" and hit send.
Her reply came instantly: "thx".
I took a deep breath again. She clearly seems interested, right?
I zoomed into the picture again, my gaze focused on her green eyes.
After a moment, I saw a sticker on her shelf in the background, the colors unmistakable.
I closed the image again and typed, "Is that a lesbian pride sticker on your shelf?"
I held my breath for the whole few seconds she took to type before reading: "Yes".
My PC was running in the corner of the room. I had forgotten about my PC and TV in favor of my phone while moving between different positions on the bed.
"I still like your collar. It is attractive on you." I typed, and this time truly decided to take my chance and send it.
Her typing indicator appeared and disappeared three times before the answer came: "You know I am into kink. Well, we talked about that at least."
"Yes?"
"Would you be interested in maybe sometime trying something? Like with me, I mean."
Now my heart was truly pounding. "What do you have in mind?"
The answer took a while again. "Maybe something tomorrow?"
I swallowed. I did not expect that at all.
I thought about my message for a while, then typed, "I am not sure what you have in mind, but I would like to try something. With you..."
She replied fast: "I have to do some things still today, but I will bring something tomorrow."
My hands were still shaking as I typed, "bye, till tomorrow".
After that, I sat in silence for a while before shutting my PC down. No chance I would have the mind to work on a project today...
I sat down and watched TV for a while before finally deciding to go to sleep.
But not before sending one more message: "Sleep well."
The next morning, I got up early, brushed my teeth, and took my time to make sure my hair fell right before leaving my apartment.
I had selected a grey oversized shirt that made me feel confident, along with a black skirt combined with leggings and black boots for the meeting, maybe date?
After a short bus ride, I arrived at the location she had sent me, and there she was, looking like the picture she had sent yesterday. The only difference: a small grey backpack instead of her usual handbag with a small Pikachu figure on it.
I walked towards her and extended my arms while smiling.
She spotted me in the crowd and came to me. We hugged for the second time, no less mesmerizing than the first.
This time she immediately seemed to get comfy. I could tell she was generally way more confident and less on edge here than in class.
After walking for a while together, she asked me, "You want to sit in the park a bit? When there is no one there, I can show you what I wanted to show."
She was smiling, her hands behind her back but still blushing and looking down whenever any stranger came too close.
"Sure," I said with a smile, and looked at her from the side. She was stunning. Not her breasts or anything so mundane, but her choices: the silver rings glistening in the sunlight, the little smile that I am not even sure she always notices when she does it, and her green eyes that seemed to be filled with curiosity and stress alike.
After noticing that I had gushed for a moment too long in my head, I took a chance and asked, "You want to hold hands?"
She seemed a bit startled and started looking around.
"I don't mean here in front of everyone. I would not make you do that. I mean in the park?"
I could see her shoulders visibly relax as she answered, "Yes, sure, that would be nice."
When we came to the park, we looked around for an empty place and found a nice one under a big tree.
I laid my coat on the grass. "Wanna sit down?" I asked, and she nodded.
We sat together on my coat. She was almost leaning on me, with her shoulder against mine.
After a moment, she pulled her phone out and said, "I wanted to show you!"
I smiled and said, "Yes, show me."
Instead of getting anything out or confessing a truth, she began typing on her phone though.
I just looked at her from the side, waiting for whatever she had planned.
Then my phone buzzed: a message from her.
I turned towards her, a bit confused.
She could not hold her grin in as she said, "Open it!"
I unlocked my phone and opened her chat. In it was a link to Satisfyer Connect.
I clicked on it, and it showed a currently connected vibrator. My eyes went wide.
"Are you?" I asked before my head caught up.
She just looked at me, waiting.
"Are you wearing that right now?" I finally managed, and she gave a frantic nod.
My finger was trembling over the control field. "Can I?" I asked, and she nodded again.
We both looked around once to make sure no one was near, and I opened my arms, offering her to lean back into me.
She layed against me, and I slowly touched the control panel, dragging the slider up by the tiniest bit.
She gave a tiny gasp and reached for my free hand.
"Is that okay?" I asked, and after she took a breath, she looked up at me: "Yes, you can continue."
I nodded and slid the bar up and down in a small area of the field.
After a few seconds, she closed her eyes, and I could feel her body tense and relax in the rhythm my finger dictated.
A bigger movement on the screen made her gasp again, louder this time, and she clamped my hand harder.
I made the vibrator slowly climb, then drop and climb again, and saved the movements as a replayable loop.
Then I gave her my phone to hold and hovered my now free hand above her top. "Can I?" I asked again, and once again she nodded.
I could feel her chest move up and down with the pulses of the vibrator in her as I laid my hand on her shirt.
Her bra felt smooth through the fabric, and after holding still for a while, I began giving a bit of pressure. She smiled up at me again and gasped louder this time.
A few pathways down, a few teenagers strolled through the park, and I could see her get more and more nervous at every sound she made.
"Do you want me to stop?" I asked concernedly, and she shook her head.
"You sure?" I confirmed, and she said, "Yes. Can you lay your hand on my mouth? I can't keep quiet."
I smiled and lifted my hand off her chest, placing it over her mouth, softly for now.
I could feel her hand clenching mine more and more as she closed her eyes again and relaxed into the feeling.
She tried to gasp again, and I held her mouth shut: enough pressure to keep her still, not enough to hurt or trap her.
She tried to push her legs together, but I pushed one of mine between hers to keep them separate.
After another moan that my hand caught, she bucked up, and after a moment let her now shivering body drop back onto my lap.
I lifted my hand off her face, and she gasped, blushing hard.
I quickly took the phone and stopped the vibrator.
She looked up to me and said with a trembling voice, "That was amazing."
After a moment of cuddling together on the coat, she stood up, her legs shaky.
"I will repay the favor, I promise," she said while walking around me as I got my coat up.
"It's okay. I enjoyed it. You are amazing," I said with a big smile on my face.
She looked at me, and after a moment of silence said, "I am hungry. You wanna go to the shopping area now? We can grab fish buns."
"Sure," I said, and we made our way to the restaurant, the vibrator off but still in her.
As soon as we entered, she looked at me: "I will go to the toilet. Can you order one for me too?"
She looked around, and after making sure no one could hear her, said, "I have to get it out. It's quite uncomfortable now, lol."
I chuckled a bit. "Sure, that makes sense. But hopefully worth it?"
She smiled: "I don't regret it."
When she came back from the toilet, I already had our plates on the table in front of me.
"You want to come to my place tomorrow?" I asked after she had sat back down.
She looked directly at me and took my hand on the table: "I would love to."