The Girls Night Aftermath.
Chapter 5.
It was already Thursday, and Amy had barely heard from Sheldon, since their Saturday evening Close Encounter of the Thrilling Kind.
She'd spoken to him twice, by phone, but the conversation had been very bland, being mostly about work. When she had suggested he come over for the evening, he said he was busy.
She was loath to discuss Saturday evening over the phone, preferring to speak about it face to face, always assuming Sheldon could bring himself to look her in the face.
Finally, deciding it was time to take determined action, she got in her car and drove over to 2311 North Los Robles Avenue.
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Arriving on the 4th floor, she knocked at 4A. After a moment, the door was opened by Leonard.
Amy began, "Hi Leonard. Is Sheldon in?"
Leonard replied, "Yes, he is. Please come in".
Sheldon was in his spot, watching TV and eating a take out.
Leonard, sensing a serious conversation brewing, excused himself and went to his room.
Amy took a seat on the armchair and, taking a breath, she began. "Sheldon, is it something I've done?"
Sheldon looked at his feet and murmured, "No, it's something we've done".
Amy slowly stood, moved around the coffee table, and sat beside him, before continuing in a low voice, "Sheldon" she said, "I'm not ashamed of what we did".
Sheldon looked her in the eyes, "Neither am I".
With confusion in her eyes, she asked, "So what's wrong?"
Sheldon took a deep breath, as though he were exasperated, at having to explain something so glaringly obvious. "Amy, I'm a physicist".
Now Amy was really confused. She give him a 'I beg your pardon' look and said, "You've lost me. What's being a physicist got to do with it?"
Sheldon paused, gathering his thoughts, "As a physicist, I deal in order, logic and reason".
He paused again, before continuing, "What we did, was contrary to all those principles".
Amy smiled at him, "Are you saying you are upset because you did something on impulse?, because, I have to say, I kinda like crazy, spur of the moment Sheldon".
A glint appeared in her eye, then she placed her index finger on his chin, before running it gently down his neck, and onto his chest.
Pausing as her finger touched the collar of his T-Shirt, she began pulling the collar down, exposing his chest.
Swatting her hand away, Sheldon said "Amy, I'm serious. The last thing I need right now, is you getting me excited again".
The glint still in her eye, she replied "What if the thing I need right now, is excited Sheldon?"
Sheldon hesitated. To say he was tempted, would be an understatement.
His breath shortening, he lowered his eyes to look at her breasts, recalling the look, feel and taste of them, from Saturday evening.
There were times he cursed his eidetic memory, and this was one of those occasions.
Realizing she was starting to frighten him, Amy sat upright and asked, "Sheldon, do you want to break up with me?"
Sheldon's eyes were like diner plates.
"NO" he said, rather louder than he intended. Regaining his composure, he went on, "No, that's the last thing I want to do".
Amy was lost for ideas. "Sheldon" she began, "If you don't want to break up with me, and you don't want to be intimate with me, then I don't know what to suggest".
Pausing, she went on, "Because I don't think I could bear to keep seeing you, and not be intimate with you. To use a metaphor, 'the genie is out of the bottle' ".
Sheldon lowered his voice and, in little more than a whisper, he said, "Amy, I do want to be intimate with you, but I'm frightened".
Interrupting, she asked, "You're frightened of me?"
Sheldon thought for a moment, then, still in barely more than a whisper, he went on, "No".
Amy asked. "So you're frightened of being out of control?"
Sheldon thought "Finally, she's got it". "Yes, that's it. That's what I'm frightened of".
She paused for a moment, gathering her thoughts. "But don't you see Sheldon? Losing control is the best part of being with someone you care about".
Amy paused, waiting for her words to sink into Sheldon's mind.
When he didn't respond, she went on, "To know that you can be wild and crazy and spontaneous, and you are safe, because you know that person will never hurt you".
With tears in the corners of his eyes, Sheldon asked "You trust me?"
Amy heaved a huge sigh, "Of course I trust you, completely".
Sheldon still wasn't totally convinced. "But what if I can't stop myself? What if I try to force myself on you?"
Taking his hand, Amy said "Sheldon, I know you to be a truly good and decent person. For goodness sake, you undressed me and put me to bed when I was unconscious. If ever you were going to take advantage of me, it would've been then".
Smiling, she continued, "Besides, how can you can't take advantage of someone, who's a willing partner?"
"So" he began, "If I asked you, you would follow me into that bedroom and have coitus right now?"
Winking, she replied "No, I'd be there before you".
The fear and tension drifting from him, Sheldon reached across and wrapped his arms around Amy. As they embraced, there was a cough.
As they sprang apart, Leonard strolled into the room, doing his best to hide a sly grin.
Sheldon glanced at Amy, an almost telepathic message passing between them.
Amy thought for a moment, then, with a smile on her face, she gave a gentle nod.
Standing, Sheldon turned to Leonard and said "Judging by that grin, I suspect you have already figured it out".
Pausing, Sheldon went on, "But I'll tell you anyway. Amy and I are in a relationship".
Eyes dampening, Leonard said "You guys. I'm so happy for you".
Slapping Sheldon on the back, Leonard moved round to Amy, who stood up to meet him.
Placing his arms around Amy, Leonard kissed her on the cheek.
Prizing them apart, Sheldon said "Excuse me. If anyone is going to hug my girlfriend, it's going to me".
Taking Amy's hand, Sheldon said, "If you will excuse me, I shall be spending the evening with my girlfriend".
As they headed for the door, Amy glanced over her shoulder and, winking at him, called to Leonard, "And don't expect him back tonight".
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As they sat on the couch, drinking their tea, Amy cuddled up to Sheldon, her right hand on his chest, feeling the calm, steady beat of his heart.
Leaning her head on his shoulder, she whispered in his ear, "You seem very content".
Sheldon replied, "I am".
Amy considered him for a long moment, then went on, "You realize everyone will know by now".
Sheldon turned to look at her, a look of total contentment in his eyes. "I know, and I don't care. Do you?"
Amy thought for a moment, "No, I don't. Let them make their jokes. I can handle anything, so long as I'm with you".
Sheldon reached across and gently removed Amy's glasses.
Staring into the two limpid pools of emerald green, he stroked her cheek, then gently kissed her on the mouth.
Amy broke the kiss, took Sheldon by the hand, and led him into the bedroom.
Standing in front of him, she took hold of the hem of his T-Shirt. Sheldon raised his arms, and Amy whisked the T-Shirt over his head.
As she began stroking his smooth muscular chest, Sheldon reached out and unbuttoned her cardigan, then her over shirt.
Taking her hands from his chest, she shrugged off the cardigan and shirt, then held her arms up for Sheldon to whisk her T-Shirt over her head.
They stood looking at each other, Sheldon naked from the waist up, Amy in a lacy bra.
Admiring the bulge in his pants, Amy undid his belt, then the button, and unzipped his trousers, letting them fall to the floor.
Reaching behind her back, she released the clasp and shrugged off the bra.
Sheldon stood mesmerized. The breasts he'd only previously seen, peeping out from behind a T-Shirt, where now hanging free in front of his eyes.
Moving closer, he reached down, scooping the left one into his hand. Licking the nipple, he sucked it into his mouth, teasing it with his tongue.
Taking in a huge gasp of air, Amy murmured "No ground rules this time", before sliding her hand into his underpants.
As she began to stroke him, he gasped and staggered back, falling on the bed, her nipple slipping from his mouth.
In an instant, she had pulled his underpants down. She stared at him lying naked on the bed, his erection standing proud.
Unzipping her skirt, she let it fall to the floor, then kicked it across the room, before sliding down her panties and kicking them off.
Climbing onto the bed at his feet, Amy shuffled up the bed, her knees either side of Sheldon's legs.
As she reached his pelvis, she scraped herself along his erection, gasping at the feeling.
Sheldon closed his eyes and bit his lip, trying not to come right there and then.
Reaching under herself, she found what she was looking for.
Taking hold of Sheldon's manhood, she heard him groan, and felt him twitching.
Knowing he was very close, Amy paused, squeezing gently on the engorged head, trying to hold off the imminent climax.
After a few seconds, Sheldon started breathing again, so, relaxing her grip, she guided him into her.
Squatting down slightly, she felt the tip enter her, as Sheldon gasped again.
Pressing down, she felt Sheldon's length slide into her.
She paused, fearing one or both of them would orgasm straight away.
Leaning forward, she crushed her mouth onto Sheldon's, her tongue lashing around his mouth, her breasts crushed against his chest.
As she grew accustomed to him being inside her, she raised herself upright again.
Slowly, she drew herself up, feeling him sliding out. Again, she lowered herself down, a rhythm developing, all the time Sheldon gasping and moaning under her.
Faster and faster she moved, a heat growing in her loins, spreading outward, to consume her body.
As Amy arched her back, Sheldon reached behind her, putting his hands on her buttocks, as he began thrusting into her.
With one final gasp, Amy cried out "Oh God", as a wave of ecstasy engulfed her body and her mind.
Hearing her cry out, Sheldon's body bucked once more, as his hot juices erupted into her.
Falling onto his chest, Amy found his mouth again.
They lay there, mouths fused together, Sheldon still inside her, as their heart rates and breathing began to slow.
Feeling him softening inside her, Amy raised herself up, and Sheldon slipped out of her.
They lay side by side, a sheen of perspiration covering their bodies.
As their heart rates returned to normal, Sheldon turned to look at the gorgeous woman, lying naked beside him.
Gazing into her emerald eyes, he sighed "I love you Amy Farrah Fowler".
Amy inhaled deeply, her breasts rising and falling, then turning to look at him, she replied, "I love you too Sheldon Cooper".
Sitting up, Amy asked, "You or me first for the shower?"
Getting up from the bed, Sheldon reached back and took Amy's hand, lifting her from the bed.
He paused, drinking in her beauty. "How about we share?"
Glancing down, she noticed he was becoming hard again. Licking her lips, she replied "That might be fun".