1. BLITHE


    Date: 10/4/2015, Categories: Fantasy, Consensual Sex, Erotica, Male / Females, Romance, Author: Gentalman, Rating: 91.4, Source: sexstories.com

    don’t know why it seemed important but I didn’t want to take any chances on losing it. It seemed to be the only thing I had to connect the two of us together. But I was going crazy. I knew that much. I had never acted this way around any other girl before. How I got from thinking I should leave her alone to actually thinking that I wanted her, I’ll never know. “Come on!” Julie shouted, banging on the bathroom door. That jarred me out of my thoughts and I found myself under the shower head staring at the glob of shampoo I had obviously put in my hand. “I’m washing my hair!” I called back, adding, “Just a few more minutes.” shaking the cob webs out of me head. But patience was not one of her virtues and I heard the door open again. Slamming the toilet lid down, she plopped on the throne. “What takes you so long in here?” she huffed. “I’m in here twenty minutes, tops.” I defended, “Which beats your time by forty.” “It’s a long twenty minutes.” she complained. I dropped it because there was something else I wanted to ask. “Hey Julie?” I called, rinsing my hair. “What?” she snapped back. “If a guy gives a girl his phone number, how long should he wait for her to call him?” I asked, diverting my real issue. “What?” she asked surprised. “Who did you give your number to; Betty?” “No; nothing like that...” I denied, “I just know it happens and was wondering, you know, if there were like rules or something.” “Ok, spill it.” she demanded, “Who are you talking about?” “No.” I said, ...
    trying to sound innocent, “I mean, how long would a guy wait, or even, how long would a girl wait?” “Ok, you’re asking me a question that depends on who it is.” she explained. “Is it a guy giving out his number or a girl giving out her number?” “Ok, let’s say a girl gets a phone number.” I thought aloud, “Does she call it right away or wait until the next day?” “Did the girl ask for the number or did he give it to her without being asked?” she asked. “What does that matter?” I asked. Without hint or warning, the shower curtain flew back. She leaned against the shower wall and stared at me. “A guy knows better than to just give out a number. No girl would call it and she would think he was creepy.” and explained, “If a girl asks for a guy’s phone number, then she wants to get something that’s broke fixed, not date the guy.” “Ok...” I consented, holding my junk in my hands. “What if the guy gets the girl’s number?” She turned, picked up the towel, and handed it to me. “Again, did he ask for it or did she just give it to him?” “I don’t see how it matters.” I said with a shrug. She shrugged too and explained, “If he asks for it, she might give him the wrong number so he would leave her alone. Or if she likes him, she might expect him to call in a couple of days.” “Why would she wait?” I wondered aloud, trying to towel dry what I could without exposing anything. “Mainly, because guys are cowards.” she sighed, “You have to give them time to grow some balls.” and yanked the towel out of ...