“I don't know, Dean, I don't think that I'm ready.” Alyssa's big brown eyes met his briefly and then looked away, a red flush spreading over her cheeks. She turned and started straightening her plaid skirt and white button up shirt. She couldn't believe that she had almost let Dean see her bra and panties! She knew that Sister Mary would be ever so angry if she was caught.
“Come on, Alyssa, I love you, we've been dating for way over a year, let me show you how much you mean to me.” Dean's gaze was filled with lust and with frustration. The farthest that he had managed to get was to “accidentally” graze her private parts with his hand, her fully clothed of course.
He wouldn't put up with this from anyone else by Alyssa was different. She was truly beautiful inside and out. Her body was perfect, full perk breasts, tiny waist, gently rounded hips, toned legs. Her hair was long and sun streaked blonde, it curled around her face which was the prettiest he had ever seen.
Her skin seemed to glow and was smooth as satin. Her lips were fulled and a perfect rose red color. Her eyes, were brown with traces of gold and green in them framed by long thick lashes. She never wore makeup and always smelled fresh and pure. He was in love with her as much as a teenage boy could be, anyway.
Alyssa lived just a few doors down from him but attended a strict, all girls school that had left its mark on her morals. Instead of rebelling like most of the girls there, she embraced everything she was taught.
Now a frown marred her perfect features. “You know I would do anything for you, but I just can't do that.” She reached over and stroked his hand. She really would do almost anything to make Dean happy, after all, he had been so patient and sweet with her. She realized that it was hard to follow the ideals that she had set for herself and thanked God that she had Dean, an understanding boy who truly respected her.
Dean leaned into her and captured his mouth with his. “I love you sweetie and don't want to pressure you. What about if we show our love for each other in a way that won't effect your virginity?”
She looked at him startled, “Wh-what do you mean?”
“There's a lot that we can do to make each other feel good that won't make you sin.” He rubbed her shoulders and back in wide soothing circles.
“Do you mean do stuff with our mouths?” she asked aghast. Dean nodded and remained quiet. He could tell that she was upset but also that she wanted to make him happy. “Could I maybe just do it for you and you not do it to me?” she asked nervously.
“Only if that's what you want, Baby, I would love to show you what you mean to me.”
“No, I couldn't let you do that. But, I will do it to you.” She was determined to get Dean off or die trying. She had never even come close to this point and was very nervous. She knew though that boys were boys and seemed to need certain things more than she herself did.
