Rainy Night Walks part 3

Rainy Night Walks part 3

First, I spoke to Saki. We were sitting quietly by the lake in the one park near my place. I wanted to talk to you about something I started.

Sounds ominous she replied.

Well, it is a bit. It feels a bit early for this, but I am falling for you badly. I want to be with you, to see what happens. It's time for me to move forward, and I'm hoping we can do that together. I know it's a bit forward to ask . . . I faltered.

It is big, and a bit scary. I don't know what or when things will change. I'm not sure what I will want then, but just at the moment I am pretty happy with how things are. The only thing that has really surprised me is that you haven't pushed me to sleep with you. I have wondered about that. I know you care for me, but this seems a little strange to me.

I'm a bit nervous about physical contact. Linda and Josie messed me up a bit. Olivia started to fix that side of me but we hadn't really sorted it out. I felt unworthy sometimes when I was with her, and when I was feeling low, I wondered if it was a trick. I know Olivia was not like that, and I know you aren't either. But I need to be confident that our relationship, however long it might last, is founded on trust.
Saki sat quietly for some minutes before she continued. We need to sort this out. I trust you and I think you trust me. That kiss we shared was really nice, and I want more. I studied a lot and I am not very experienced, but I want to try some things. I've seen some things on the internet that look interesting.

I wonder if they are the same things I've seen. Guess we need to compare notes I joked. Seriously, we need to talk to your parents before we go any further, particularly if we are thinking about going to the same city together. But not about sex. We don't need to talk to them about sex!

I'm nervous, and I'm also keen.

I'll find a spot where we can get together, spend some time. Until then we can still date. Do you want me to come with you to talk to your parents?

Let me broach it with them when the moment is right. I'll let you know what they think and we'll go from there. I think we might need to prepare for a negative reaction.

I would still be keen, but I must say it would be much better for everyone if they didn't have any problems with us.

Quite bravely Saki proposed a way to take our minds of the problem for a bit. She wanted to swim. The day was quite warm so I all I could say was "We don't have swimmers Saki."

"You're wearing underwear, aren't you?"

"Yes, of course" was my reply.

"Well, so am I. There's no one here, so it shouldn't be a problem. I thought you might jump at the chance of seeing me in my underwear, especially wet."

"Since you put it so nicely. It is a very appealing thought. Let me go first."

I removed my clothes until I stood just wearing my red jocks, my thickening cock vaguely outlined. Saki took off the boots she wore, then the shirt, revealing a soft floral bra that cupped her smallish breasts. Belt unbuckled, jeans eased off, leaving her thin body in pale blue boy shorts and cute stripy socks. Once the socks were peeled off, we stood and looked at each other, then cuddled briefly and shared a quick soft kiss. As we walked the short distance to the lake, we held hands.

The water was cool but we were stoic. I felt shrinkage, and I noticed Saki's nipples had tightened inside her bra.

We swam for a bit, trying to get warm. We ended up in a cuddle, neck deep. I proposed we baptize our relationship. We lovingly dunked each other, not fully understanding any religious significance, but taking it as the start of start of our relationship. We followed with a long and deep kiss, holding each other tight.

The cool water drove us back to shore. We ran back to the bench where we had left our clothes. The sun was quite warm so it seemed smart to dry off before we redressed. We checked each other out. I could see Saki's dark puffy nipples riding in her cotton bra, while the shadow of her pubic triangle was evident in her pants. While I was doing this, I could feel Saki eyeing my cock.

She moved closer, and as she moved in to kiss me her hand moved to my penis.

"Mmmmm, I don't know how long I can wait for this inside me" she whispered.

While she continued stroking, I approached her vagina with my hand, rubbing through her boy leg shorts. She moved her legs apart to give me better access. I dipped inside, my flattened hand sliding inside the band of shorts until my fingertips grazed the top of her pubes. As I slowly moved down, she flicked my hard cock out of my briefs. My fairly subtle approach towards her clit was being met by a quite vigorous hand job. I increased the pressure I was applying, and soon we were writhing together. We broke off kissing to look down. Saki was sliding and pumping my cock while I was now sliding my index finger between her moistened lips, with the occasional swirl up and around her erect bud. Saki's breath was shortening rapidly as I sped up, and before we were both quite ready, she folded against me in a rollicking orgasm.

I followed quickly, the erotic charge sending me past the point of no return.

Acutely aware that we were near naked in a public place we dressed quickly and headed for somewhere quiet to eat and talk about things other than us.

The following night Saki called me at about six pm. She asked me to come to the cafe at the close of business because her parents wanted to talk to us. Don't eat too much now, they're doing food. Also, some wine would be good. See you at nine she concluded.

I had a piece of toast and a coffee and started to think about how to handle the conversation. I was determined to stand up for us but to remain polite and respectful. On the way I stopped at a wine shop and picked up a very nice white, rationalizing that it would suit Japanese food.

I arrived right on nine, polite not to be late. This was going to shape our future so I wanted to give us every opportunity to press our case and not make enemies. As it turned out I was attending a celebration, not a battle. Saki's parents were pleased that she had found happiness and was pursuing an independent life.

Her father opened with We are happy for you and Saki. We noticed a change in her. She told us she had met a boy. We asked her who and she told us it was you, and that you had some plans together.

We are still getting used to her going away again, but we are happy that you will be there to look after her. Are you happy to do that, to ease our minds about our precious girl?

Of course I am I replied. I love your daughter. This was actually the first time I had said this, but it was heartfelt. I think I had known it for a while, but uncertainty about the world swirling about us had led me to hold it back.

We ate some of the beautiful food spread before us and toasted to the future with the wine I had brought.

While we were all riding the wave of goodwill in the room, I told them that Saki were going away for a weekend together, as soon as we could. This announcement met with general approval, especially when Saki told her parents that we would have separate rooms to allay their fears. This reassurance seemed to work, and soon they were telling us it was fine and a practice for when we lived together.

Life moved on. We saw each other and spent time with each other's families. Our carnal activities consisted of no more than passionate kissing. We could have got up to more but we actually wanted to wait until we went away. There was no news on job or course fronts for a bit, so I planned our weekend. Three weeks after the conversation with her parents Saki and I embarked on our little adventure.

I considered camping, wine country, a resort, or a city escape. I chose the city escape, mainly because I thought it might be good to see how we functioned together. Also, we could do some luxury and if all went well, we could always do all the other adventures later.

The plane trip was nondescript, the cab ride a bit more exciting. Saki was very pleased when we pulled up at a hip hotel and found ourselves in a room with a view over the harbor. We unpacked quickly, and then headed for the bar downstairs. We had a wine and headed out for an early dinner. There was an unsaid but mutual agreement to delay just a little what we both knew to be coming.

After we finished the dessert we shared, a particularly nice crème Brule, Saki told me that she needed the bathroom. Several minutes later she returned to the table with a sad face.

To be continued