Just a number

6.0

“Is there something wrong?”

“Oh, no, not at all. I just – wow. I have always thought that you looked sexy but seeing you like this, damn, baby.”

She really wished she would stop blushing every time Tyler paid her a compliment. That was not something that she was used to in her marriage. “Thanks. So what kind of music do you have? What are you in to?”

“I will listen to anything. I really don’t have a preference. It all depends on my mood that day. I listen to oldies, classic rock, metal, country, rap, all if it. But for right now, I am settling on some country. Do you dance?”

“Eh, not really.”

“Do you know how?”

“Depends on what kind of dancing you are talking about.”

“Can you two step?”

“Possibly, if you refresh my memory and show me how.”

“You got it, Baby.” Tyler put the needle on the record and walked over to Libby. He grabbed her by the hand and spun her around. “Just follow my lead.”

They danced around Tyler’s living room, Libby only stepping on Tyler’s toes once or twice. She caught herself getting distracted by the chest in front of her. She wanted so badly to run her fingers over the chest hair she had been thinking about all night. Her ex did not have any chest hair, by choice and she always wondered what it would feel like to have that skin to skin contact.

He could tell that the wheels were turning in her head. He wondered what she was thinking about. Was she reconsidering staying with him all night? Did she want him to take her home? All of the worst case scenarios were running through his head. Was she second guessing herself on agreeing to go out with him? It seemed like they were having a good time and enjoying each other's company. Was he completely reading the situation wrong? Even though he did not want the night to end yet, he would respect her wishes.

“Is everything ok?”

It’s now or never. “You are going to think that I am crazy.”

“I would never think that about you. What’ s going on? Is everything ok?”

“Oh, yeah, everything is fine. It’s just that, well, I, I really do not know how to say this.”

“Just come out and say it.”

Libby took a deep breath. “There has been something that I have been wanting to do practically all night but I do not want you to think that I am some weirdo or psychopath.”

“Never. What is it that you want to do? It’s not stab me is it?” Tyler looked at her with a crooked smile and raised eyebrows.

Libby laughed. “No. It’s just the guys I have been with in the past have always been bare chested, mainly by choice and I was just wondering-“

"Say no more." Tyler pulled Libby as close to him as possible. He smirked when she let out a little gasp. “Does this ease your wondering mind?”

She could feel his chest hair poking her through the t-shirt and wanted more. Something inside her stirred and she knew she could not let the opportunity slip by. “Almost.” She led him over to the couch and gently pushed him into a seated position.

Tyler was a little surprised when Libby straddled his lap. Her face had a soft pink hue and all he could do was smile. She looked amazingly beautiful. He tried to keep himself under control when all he could think about was geting to know her more intimately. He wanted to explore her body from head to toe and every inch in between. He had to take things easy. He was not entirely sure where Libby stood with the situation and did not want to cross any boundary and make thinsg immediately uncomfortable between them.

Libby could not believe what she was doing. This was so unlike her. Her hands were shaking slightly as her fingers touched his chest. She loved the feel and let her hands go over every inch. It was better than she had imagined. She didn’t know why she was so turned on by this man. It could have been that it had been what seemed like ages since she was with a man, but she knew it had to be something more. Something deeper.

Tyler wasn’t sure how much more he could handle. This woman was driving him insane, and she was barely touching him. His head was swimming with all the things that he wanted to do to her. Tyler put his arms around her and pulled her closer, wanting her as near as possible. She was throwing him all the signals that she wanted to take things further, but he was still somewhat hesitant. He had to be one hundred percent sure.

She leaned down and put her lips on his. She immediately melted into this body, her head starting to spin. She could feel his chest hair poking her and she wanted more. This man had power over her. She was like a completely different person around him. She found herself doing things that she would not normally do. She could not get enough of him. His arms were around her but it wasn't enough. She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him deeper. She let out a small moan when his hands traveled down her back, then back up. This time under the t-shirt. When she felt Tyler’s fingers hesitate on the clasp of her bra, she nodded giving him the ok.

That was all the encouragement that he needed. She nodded and he took that as an indication that she wanted things to go further. He could not be happier. In one swift move he stood, not leaving Libby’s lips, or loosening his grip on her. She wrapped her legs around his waist as Tyler carried her towards his bedroom. He could feel her heart racing, his racing just as much.