Indecent Experiment(9)

By: Megan Hart



Tonight was kissing. Melissa had flossed, brushed and rinsed three times already and was considering heading to the restroom to do it a fourth time when the door opened and Matt came in. She finished crunching her mint and swallowed. Smiled.

“Hey,” she said.

Three days into this experiment, and all she could think about was whether or not she was going to go through with it and have sex with him. It had colored every perception about the entire experience. The hand-holding, the hugging. She’d written down all her thoughts and emotions, just as she’d been instructed, but that hadn’t helped. If anything, focusing on exactly how her mind leaped from a simple squeeze of fingers to imagining the size of Matt’s penis had only made it all the more impossible to stop thinking about what his erection might be like.

“Hi.” Matt’s smile got wider. “So. You ready for this?”

“I don’t know. I think so.” Melissa patted her belly. “I avoided garlic all day. I hope you did, too!”

“Of course.” Matt leaned in to say confidentially, “Brushed my teeth about ten times, too.”

She laughed. It seemed natural by this point to let him take her hand and to follow him to the couch, where they settled into a snuggly position, arms and legs tangled up. The idea was to progress further into intimacy every session, and Melissa was glad Matt was making it so easy. So not-weird. It easily could’ve been, with someone else.

Funny, too, how she’d first thought he wasn’t much to look at. After all this time getting up close and personal, it wasn’t that her idea of what was attractive had changed. It was her opinion of Matt that had. His smile, the way the corners of his eyes crinkled, his laugh—those more than made up for his hazel eyes and sandy hair.

He was smiling now, his fingers linked loosely with hers. “If I tell you something, will you promise not to laugh?”

Melissa laughed, anyway. “Um…oops.”

Matt shook his head a little. “I haven’t been this nervous about kissing someone since I was in eighth grade playing seven minutes in heaven in the closet.”

Melissa hadn’t played that game. “Spin the bottle, for me.”

He tilted his head, just a little. “You too?”

“I can honestly say I’ve never thought about kissing someone with as much trepidation and anxiety as I’ve been thinking about this all day long,” Melissa admitted.

Matt’s fingers squeezed. “You don’t want to?”

Did she imagine he sounded disappointed? Melissa shook her head. “No. I want to. I mean…do you want to?”

“Yeah. A thousand bucks, right?”

Melissa took a deep breath. “Right. It would be stupid to get all this way and then bail.”

They both nodded.

Neither of them moved.

“Maybe if we both went for it at the same time,” Matt suggested. Then, “God, you must think I’m such a pussy.”

“No!” Melissa laughed at that. “No, Matt. Wow. Not at all. Believe me, I’m nervous, too. This isn’t really the normal way anyone goes about kissing someone for the first time, you know. I’m trying to remember all the details to put in the report, first of all. Usually that first kiss is just…sensation, you know? Not logic. Not analysis.”

“Count to three,” Matt murmured, eyes gleaming. “Then we’ll go for it.”

“Deal.”

One. Two. Three….

It was spectacularly bad. Teeth mashed against gums in a hard, dry peck that had nothing resembling passion whatsoever. They both pulled away from each other, and Melissa touched her mouth to make sure she wasn’t bleeding. It sure felt like her mouth was at least bruised.

“Wow,” Matt said. “That sucked.”

Yet Melissa laughed again. “It sure did.”

Matt ran his tongue over his bottom lip and eased a tiny bit closer. “Let’s try it again. Slower this time? Maybe…you should go first.”

“Me? Why me?” Melissa heard a squeak in her voice and swallowed hard.

“I just…uh…” Matt looked embarrassed. “I think it would be better that way, that’s all.”

Melissa eyed him. “Why?”

He looked down to where their hands still linked. It had become such second nature she’d barely noticed. “Because you’re the woman, and I want to make sure you…um…you know. Really want to, and all.”

“A thousand bucks, remember?” she teased.

Matt looked at her. “Yeah, well…aside from that. I want to make sure you’re okay with it.”

This touched her, and Melissa nodded, even though the idea of being the one to move in first for the kiss made her stomach clench. “That’s very sweet, Matt.”

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