That may have been the last straw for Michelle, either she thought I was just being coy or maybe I was teasing her. Maybe she was just a whole lot bolder than I would ever be, in any case Michelle decided that if I was not going to make the first move or ignore her not so subtle hints then she was going to take the lead. Stepping up to me and taking my chin in her right hand she turned my face back to hers. Those gorgeous blue green, gold flecked deep as an ocean stormy as any hurricane eyes were glaring into mine. Her brows knitted and those oh so luscious lips were pinched tight in a perturbed grimace. Her left hand was perched on her hip in that classic defiant feminine pose as her cute little head leaned to her left and she glared at me in a sidelong glance.
“Jim… Are you really that shy or are you just dense?” She practically growled in a soft questioning voice. “Boy! You’ve already kissed me twice and I thought we had a connection of some kind after yesterday… Why are you playing so coy?” She demanded petulantly. I just stood there staring with my mouth open and jaw hanging slack. I heard the words and they were still bouncing around in my brain like a crazed rubber super ball or something. Those eyes… So deep… so pretty… “Well?” Michelle demanded, snapping my attention back to the present again.
“Um…” I swallowed, after closing my slack jaw and trying to regain some semblance of composure. “I, uh… I thought we had to get this job done, and well…” Another swallow. “I would never presume or… uh… expect to…” I stammered like an idiot. Michelle’s stern look softened, her brows suddenly relaxing, those lips… oh my god those lips… softened and turned up slowly turning into a smile. She stepped in even closer and slipped both of her hands around my waist, her belly and her small but oh so soft breasts pressing into my chest through our combined tee shirts. She craned her neck up just a bit tilting her head as she leaned in and pressed her lips softly onto mine. Those big beautiful eyes never leaving mine until our lips made contact, then hers closed and I felt her shudder ever so slightly as I wrapped my own arms about her shoulders.
It was one of those soft sweet last all day long sensual lip massages, a kiss that could melt the heart of anyone. Michelle slid her hands up my back and was pulling me into her or pulling herself into me I’m not sure that it mattered really it just felt… right. After what seemed like a second or two… or maybe an hour or longer Michelle pulled back her face and opened her eyes… still holding me tight, she smiled as she searched my face.
“Wow!” I said. I’m just so eloquent sometimes, I should write a book or something.
“Now that… was more like it!” Michelle purred. “I was beginning to think you were avoiding me.” She teased.
“Michelle, I’m sorry… I really am… shy. I’ve been told I’m too polite for my own good sometimes too. It’s kind of why I’m working with Maggie and Penny…” I started but Michelle shushed me then leaned in again for another kiss. This one began much like the first but it quickly escalated or graduated into something… more. That soft sensual lip to lip contact took on a hungrier cadence, lips drawing each other out, then suddenly her tongue was tickling my lips. Not one to ignore a wanton invitation, my own tongue soon joined the dance and we explored one another’s lips and mouths our breathing getting faster and shorter. I surprised Michelle by drawing her bottom lip in and gently trapping it in my teeth and pulling it before releasing it. She gasped then drew back her face again to look me in the eye.
“My… Who’s the hungry one now?” She said with a feral grin and a twinkle in those deep deep blue green jewels that were her eyes.
“I guess it’s contagious or something.” I smiled in return. “I’ve been told I’m encourageable at times. Maybe you’re just a bad influence on me.” I added. Michelle raised one eyebrow questioningly.
“Have you been talking with Penny or Maggie about me?” She asked in a suspicious tone of voice.
“If I had they would not have told me anything, you know that… But I was tempted to ask, yes.” I admitted finally with a sheepish grin on my face.
“Oh really? And what exactly would you ask about me?” Michelle asked as she bit her bottom lip and began to rock gently from side to side. I could feel my face warm as I began to blush again. I averted my eyes for a moment and bit my lip as I debated on saying the first thoughts that came to my mind.
“Whaaaat?” Michelle prodded and grinned.
“Um… well… you remember earlier this summer when we met again for the first time?” I asked. Michelle nodded so I went on. “Well… It’s just that I knew that Jules hung out with mostly other girls who… liked other girls…” I felt my eyebrows crawling all over my forehead as I stammered on. “She had told me that a friend of hers was going to be here mowing, so when I found you here…” I trailed off as I raised my eyes back up to hers. Michelle’s gorgeous blue green gems just rolled in her head and she took a deep exasperated breath and pinched me on my side. I yelped and squirmed… Oh god I’m ticklish, and Michelle just discovered that fact. The look of surprise on her face was priceless but the look that grew in her eyes as she realized that I was ticklish almost made me try to turn and bolt for the door. Too late though, her surprised expression turned into a devious feral grin as she dug the fingers of both hands on either of my sides into my ribs and I had to yelp again as I squirmed and tried to grab her arms to make it stop. Turning and twisting and batting at her hands and arms I ended up backing up to the edge of the bed. Michelle realized this and shoved me in the chest with both hands causing me to tip over backwards and fall onto the bed. She was on me in an instant, straddling my waist with both of her legs as she continued to grapple and grope her tickling fingers on my sides and belly and chest and anywhere else that I couldn’t protect fast enough. She was laughing and squealing with glee.
At some point I managed to capture her wrists, one in each hand, and finally try to catch my breath as I was panting and breathing hard. Michelle’s face was radiant with the biggest happiest smile I had ever seen on her before. We locked eyes again and her smile faded somewhat as we studied one another.
“So because I was a friend of Jules, you assumed that I only liked girls huh? Did you or did you not hear me tell you that very morning that Jules was a friend of my roommate Sam? And big deal anyway, so what if I might or might not like other girls, what difference does that make?” Michelle asked sounding just a little put off by the questions. I frowned a little and tried to shrug.
“It really didn’t matter I guess I just figured if you liked other girls that you probably wouldn’t be the least bit interested in me is all. I didn’t want to waste your time or anything. It didn’t offend me or anything… wait… what?” I looked at her curiously for a moment. “You do don’t you? Maybe not exclusively but you like girls too don’t you?” I said with the beginning of a grin. Michelle started to pull her hands away but I held on tight, one because I was pretty sure she’d go on the attack and try tickling me again, and two I wanted to pull her down to me so badly I could taste her lips even then.