“Tell you what, when we go shopping tomorrow we’ll get you some new knickers as well, bras, well maybe, maybe not. You don’t need to wear a bra, you only have nice, small tits that look as though they don’t need a bra for support.”
“No they don’t but I couldn’t not wear a bra.”
“Your mother told you that didn’t she?”
I didn’t answer Ethan because I was thinking. What he was saying made a lot of sense but. ……. I was quiet for the rest of the journey because I was thinking about what Ethan had said, he was suggesting that I didn’t need to wear knickers or a bra. It was only a suggestion and if some of the other girls didn’t wear underwear some of the time then maybe I should start doing the same. And even when I did wear them I should at least wear the type that other girls my age wear not the type that my mother wears.
“Jeez,” I thought, “I’ve got a lot of changes to make.”
When we got to my building I had a little panic as I thought,
“Ethan will be expecting me to invite him in but my place is so small and I haven’t got anything to drink. I bet that his place is much bigger and nicer. Oh what the hell, he’s going to see it eventually.”
“Ethan,” I said, “would you like to come up for a coffee? Sorry but I don’t have anything stronger.”
“I would love to Claire, and coffee would be great, I’m driving so alcohol is off the menu anyway. Maybe we could go out for a meal later?”
“I could cook something, oh wait, I haven’t go much in.”
“Cook as well as being beautiful, I’ve hit the jackpot with you Claire.”
“Stop it Ethan, you’ll embarrass me.”
“You look so cute when you’re embarrassed, maybe I should embarrass you some more. Have you got any baked beans and bread Claire?”
“I have.”
“So beans on toast will be just fine, I’ll take you out for a good meal tomorrow night, that’s assuming you will come with me.”
“Of course I will, I’d love to go to a nice restaurant with you but I haven’t got any nice clothes to wear.”
“Claire, as I said before, what you are wearing right now will be fine, or you could just take all you clothes off and come with me naked. No seriously, we’ll get you some nice clothes tomorrow.”
“Good, thank you, but I could never walk into a restaurant totally naked.”
“But you’d like to.”
“What?! No, I’d get arrested.”
“But you would if you wouldn’t get arrested.”
“Ethan, stop it, you know that I could never go anywhere without any clothes on.”
“Baby steps Claire.”
I ignored him because it would never happen.
Normally I walk up the stairs to my third floor apartment but I led Ethan to the lift and as soon as the doors closed I kissed him, another long passionate one and when the doors opened I stuck my foot in the way of it closing and kept the kiss going. Ethan pulled me to him and put his arms round me and grabbed my butt. My stomach pressed on his and I again felt something hard between us.
I’d been thinking about the last time that I felt that hard thing and I realised that it was his cock. Now I’d had all the relevant lessons when I was younger but this was my first, well second, experience of a real cock and it felt so big. My upbringing was telling me to ignore it but my curiosity wanted to see it and touch it.
Ethan pulled me harder to him and I moaned.
The door banging on my foot got annoying so I broke the kiss and took Ethan’s hand and led him to my apartment.
“Sorry about the mess, I’ve never had a visitor before.” I said.
“What mess? It looks great to me.” Ethan replied.
“Hey Claire, when I first left university I lived in a place smaller than this so I’m quite happy being in this apartment with you.”
“Thank you, and I’m happy that you are here. You do realised that you are the first man to be in here, apart from my father when I moved in.”
“Then I am honoured.”
“It’s only an apartment, not a palace. I’ll just go to the bathroom then I’ll put the beans on, are you sure that beans on toast are okay?”
“Prefect.”
“I’ll be back in a moment, have a seat, you can put the TV on if you want.”
I went to the bathroom and had a pee. Whilst I was sat there I thought,
“What if he wants to have sex with me? Shall I let him? Will he dump me if I won’t let him? Judging by what I hear at work all the girls are getting fucked and I haven’t even seen one wedding ring. My mother would have kittens if she knew that I was thinking like this and seriously considering letting Ethan fuck me tonight. Oh well, Ethan does say that times are changing and girls should do what they want, and boy do I want Ethan to fuck me. Shall I take my underwear off? Shall I change into just my nightie and say that I was getting comfortable? Will he think that my nightie is hideous? Shall I take everything off and walk back to him totally naked?”
I smiled to myself and chickened out from taking anything off.
“Shut up mother.” I said to myself as I pulled my knickers up.
A minute later I opened the bathroom door and there was Ethan.
“Spying on me were you? There’s no spyholes in any of the doors.”
“No Claire, I would never do that to you but give it a month or so and you will be happy for me to be in there with you whilst you’re showering and doing everything else.”
“That sounds nice but I’m not that type of girl Ethan.”
“Every girl is Claire, it’s just that they haven’t realised it yet. Lots of couples are naked all the time in their homes.”
“I can’t see me ever getting to that point.”
“Do you want to get to that point Claire, would you like to be naked with me all the time?”
“That’s just a fantasy Ethan.”
“Is it? Baby steps Claire. So what’s behind this door?”
“My bedroom.” I replied and opened the door.
“So this is where you play with yourself is it Claire?”
I blushed as I remembered the previous night.
“No, I’m a good catholic girl.”
“So are quite a few of the girls at work and I’ll bet you anything that you like that they have all masturbated in their bedrooms, most of them on a very regular basis.”
“You think so?” I asked.
“I know so, it’s human nature.”
“Mum always ……….”
I stopped myself and Ethan said,
“You will always be your mother’s daughter Claire but you are a grown woman now. You have to live YOUR life doing what YOU want to do, not try to relive your mother’s life.”
“You’re right Ethan, and I’m relying on you to help me do that.”
“I will Claire, I will, before you know it I’ll have you cooking meals for us with you wearing only an apron.”
“Yeah right, I’m putting the beans and toast on.” I replied and started towards the kitchen area.
I got the things together then Ethan came up behind me and put his arms round my waist, his hands resting on my stomach.
“That’s nice.” I said as he gently pressed his body to my back and I felt that hard lump against my butt.
As Ethan kissed my neck I wondered what it would be like to have his bare cock pressing against my bare butt.
The microwave beeped and I turned to get the bowl of beans out. Then the toaster popped up the bread. Thirty seconds later Ethan was sat on the second kitchen chair, the one that I had thought would never get used, and we were eating my unimpressive meal.
As we ate I asked Ethan what we were going to do the next day (Saturday) and we planned which shops we were going to visit. When we’d done that and finished eating I looked at Ethan and said,