Rebecca's Secret

Physically, we were almost the opposite. I was tall and wide with a solid frame of muscle and bone. Rebecca was tiny and thin, with small breasts and a perfect little ass. With her dark hair and fair skin, she couldn't have been any more perfect to me.


Despite our mutual attraction, we had never had sex. In fact, we had never shared any kind of sexual contact other than kissing and occasional groping. She was a virgin, as was I, and I think both of us wanted to wait until the time was right. I secretly hoped that time was tonight.

"Are you decent?" I heard her ask from outside the room.

"Yeah," I said. "Come on in."

She stepped into the room, smiling at me as I unbuttoned my shirt, then stripped it away. Rebecca stood close to me, nuzzling her face against my plain white t-shirt, and wrapping her arms around my waist. She cooed softly.

"It's time for bed," I told her.

"I know, I know," she replied.

"How about you change in the bathroom and I'll get ready in here?" I suggested.

Rebecca agreed that sounded like a good plan and took her pajamas into the bathroom. Meanwhile, I took off my socks and my shorts, leaving only a t-shirt and boxer shorts on me. I turned the lamps beside our bed on and turned the main, overheard light out. I crawled beneath the blankets and had just settled in as Rebecca emerged from the bathroom.

She wore black, flannel pajamas pants and a matching tank top. She smiled at me sweetly and then climbed into bed beside me. She pulled the blankets over her legs and turned out her lamp. She snuggled in closely against me.

"Turn out the light," she instructed.

I reached over and turned the knob, plunging the room into warm, comforting darkness. Rebecca and I lay still for a while, each content with our own thoughts, and with one another's company.

"I love you," I told her, breaking the silence.

"I love you too," she said.