I quietly reach out and place a hand on this thigh. He posture changes again he stiffens a bit but he doesn’t pull away from me. Slowly cautiously I...move my hand up his thigh and slightly over until I’ve reached his groin. I feel him beginning to grow beneath my touch. I begin to caress his bulge as it continues to grow. We both begin to gauge our surroundings. It’s evident we’re completely alone deep within the recesses of the Library. I look back at him in question and he gives me a wicked. The lining of her panties started to absorb all her wetness, which made Christie quite uncomfortable. The details in the woman in the book masturbating made her hornier, and gave her ideas of what to do to herself. These thoughts were all new to her and she knew something down there was to be relieved. Christie stopped Erica mid-sentenced," I have to go home, I feel sick."Erica gave her a suspicious look, but surpassed the probability of her not being actually sick. Christie and her were best. Maybe it was natural for her to latch on to the only guy in her life that could offer her stability and safety. But I shouldn't be returning her affection like that. I should be acting my age, and with the responsibility I had towards her, and not hopping into bed with her.On the other hand, I hadn't hopped in to bed with her in any but the most literal sense. We hadn't made love. We had kissed, yes, and that was probably a huge mistake of its own, but that was the extent of the damage. And she. She was enjoying it and was asking questions, she asked about if she is going to get someone in real future I just said, well there is someone holding you right now. When I looked at her after saying this, she was staring me, and as soon as our eyes met, she gave me a kiss on the lips. It was sudden yet pleasant. Her lips were smooth, I could taste some strawberry gel which made it more crazy. In her car we were kissing like anything.Everything was falling in the places as my hand from her hand.