Chapter 2:
Desire
As said, I came just home and went straight away into the bathroom and took off me the whole wet clothes and threw them aside for a moment... I later would concern therefore me. Awfully...wet knickers was the worst...this stuck downright. I went quickly into my bedroom, the bathrobe about me, to get me a few dry knickers and my red velvet, rather seductive night garment, because I intended to go straight away into the bed after I took the shower. I wondered again and again why I had bought this thing although I didn't have any boyfriend to seduce. Well no matter, it was comfortable and this counted. I scurried again into the bathroom, threw the bathrobe of me and stood under the shower. Finally! I turned on the warm water and stood for a while only there and let it warm up my whole body. With closed eyes, I swift away in my own little world and had to think at it, how beautiful it would be to take a shower which someone together. No single guy really still had looked at me and had talked to me. For a while, I didn't let anyone close to me, since it was second extravagance and I simply didn't have any time for boys. Yes, I was single and the worst... I still was a virgin what was always unpleasantly for me with our girl conversations. I always claimed that I simply snatch myself a type by chance, drag him home to me and gave him a blow-joe, which was all a lie, but that seemed to please the girls therefore I was again in the team. I hated to still be untouched if I virtually cried for sex. How I should say, since a while, I perceived an urge within me...in my abdomen and I always was nervous in the present of boys and particularly in Michael's present. My body tickled, I could sense downright, like my breasts hardened and I internally started to moan and had to keeps back myself to drool, at the sight of Michael's powerfully built and muscular body and my lips virtually yearned after his...no, I wasn't allowed to think so, he was a good friend...no more and no less. Oh? answered a voice deeply within me, that saw probably much more than only a simple friendship in Michael. I really didn't want to destroy our relationship, only because my body screamed after his. Oh what am I thinking? I could still sense the mild water everywhere on my body and I was enough in order to open the shower gel and to soap my body with it, I was enough for the Shampoo after it and massaged my hair with it in one. Now, I placed myself again completely under the water and rinsed the whole foam off the hair and body. Unconsciously, I began myself to touch my whole body with my hands. First, I rubbed my breasts and then, drove my right hand down, to my vagina and began to rub it easily. Ah God, what I did there! I actually got myself one down. But I didn't make it to a so-called orgasm. I immediately stopped, turned off the water and snatched the bathrobe and dried me off, put me on the night garment and knickers and went into my bedroom, closed my door and still dried my hair with the hair dryer shortly, before I went into the bed. I switched on my night table lamp and as a countermove I turned off the big lamp.