After leaving Jo's house, Clare had gone home to get ready for her own date that night. She had been dating Rob for a few months and was thinking that things were getting pretty serious. He was a fairly quiet guy, but Clare thought he was very sweet and she much preferred him to some of the loud brash guys who played sports.
The only problem was recently, every date had ended with him trying to go further with her than she wanted. She thought that his older brother had been 'tutoring' him on what to do with a girl and she intended to be brave and stand up to him tonight. Clare knew that she wasn't exactly suited to this - she was usually fairly quiet unless she was with the girls (and even then she was often as shy as Jo).
She jumped into the shower to freshen up and soaped up her body. She kept running over how to talk to Rob but nothing she thought of sounded quite right. She shaved her legs, rinsed herself off and stepped out of the shower. Even though she was shy, Clare was used to feeling much more cheerful than she currently felt and resolved to simply be brave and say whatever came into her mind at the time.
She wrapped a white towel around her body and started combing her hair in front of the mirror. She started thinking about their last date, it had gone so well, Rob had been very sweet and they had sat and chatted for ages. They had started kissing (which she had really enjoyed) and she hadn't even minded him playing with her breasts through her top. Things had started to go wrong when he tried to slide his hand under her top and she had told him to stop. To be fair to him, he had removed his hand the first time but then had tried it again a few minutes later. Again she had told him to stop and he did, although his hand lingered a bit longer. After that it almost became a battle.
He had started kissing her much more forcefully than she wanted and he kept trying to slide his hands under her top. It had ended when she felt him slide his hand under her skirt and up her thigh. She had pushed him away and told him she was going home. He had been very apologetic the next day and seemed much more like the guy she had fallen in love with. In her usual quiet way, she had just accepted his apology, but knew that she had to say something and had been working herself up to it all week.
She carefully selected her clothes for the date - she still wanted to look nice, but at the same time make sure that she didn't send off the wrong signals to him. In the end, she settled on a simple pair of light blue panties, with a matching bra, a light blue fuzzy top with a t-shirt under it and a pair of fairly tight shorts. Although the shorts gave a very nice view of her beautiful legs, she thought they offered more 'protection' than a skirt. After spending about 10 minutes applying make up, she slipped on a pair of little white socks, put her pumps on and went downstairs to wait.
Rob turned up about 10 minutes early with a bunch of flowers and gave her a little kiss. This was exactly the way Clare wanted him to be and invited him in so she could put the flowers in some water before they went out. Rob said "Hello" to Clare's parents, who were in the living room and then followed her into the kitchen. He stood against the wall and watched Clare as she undid the flowers and reached up to get a vase for them. He could feel his cock beginning to harden as his gaze went up the length of her legs and ended up on her ass. The shorts hugged it perfectly as she reached into the cupboard and all he could think about was how much he wanted to see her naked. He realised that he now had a full erection and shuffled over to the table to sit down and hide it. They chatted about nothing while she cut the end of the stems off and placed the flowers in the vase. By the time she had finished, he had mostly got himself under control again and stood up.
Clare stood back and admired the display. "Thank you, they're beautiful" she said.
"Well, you're beautiful too" he said and kissed her again, his hands on her back, holding her against him.
Clare began to think that he had finally got the message when she felt one of his hands slide down to her shorts.
"Don't spoil it" she said, and pushed his hand away.
"How is it spoiling it" he asked.
Clare gathered her courage and knew that if she didn't overcome her shyness and confront the situation, tonight would be no better that their previous date. "We need to talk" she said, "but not here. Let’s go for a walk."
Rob just replied "Oh", knowing what 'we need to talk' usually meant. He felt somewhat annoyed as he had just bought her the flowers and had been hoping to get somewhere with her tonight - splitting up definitely hadn't been what he was expecting.
They left the house and started walking down the street. Rob was looking somewhat dejected and Clare took his hand. "Look, I really like you..." she started.
Rob pulled his hand away and interrupted "...but don't tell me, you want us to split up".
"What? No." said Clare, surprised - and then realised what she had just said. "No, no, I don't want to split up, I really like you, I love you, but you keep trying to touch me in... places... and it's too soon for that". Clare could feel herself going red and waited for Rob's reply, holding out her hand for him.
He slowly took it and they started walking again. "I really like you - I mean I love you too" he said. "You are amazing and really beautiful and I just want to be able to kiss you and do things with you and...." his voice trailed off, but in his mind he continued "and fuck you".
Clare blushed an even deeper shade of red and quietly said "Thank you."
Rob continued "It's just that you look really sexy and I want to be able to touch you and see you and it's so difficult to stop".
Clare took a deep breath and said "Well, you have to. I like kissing and some other things, but I don't want to do any more yet." She began to cry and said "I don't want to break up."
Rob started to feel very guilty and said "Hey, I'm sorry, I don't want to break up. I'll go slower, just tell me what is OK". He pulled her close to him and kissed her. "Okay?" he asked.
"Yes", sniffed Clare. They had wandered around to the field behind Clare's house, one of Clare's favourite places to go for a walk, and she led him by the hand towards the woods and river. Rob followed along and wondered what the right thing to do was. He really did love her, but had the same sex drive that all 16 year old boys did and had spent every night for the last 3 months jacking off while thinking of her.
Clare led him down to her favourite spot by the river and they sat down. She told him the same fantasy she had told the other girls the previous night about him bringing her flowers and taking her for a picnic then watching the sun go down together. Sitting beside her, Rob was amazed with how beautiful Clare looked - of course he had always knows she was pretty, but while he was actively trying to not think of her naked, he could properly admire her.
She saw him staring at her and said "What?"
"Nothing, it's just that you are really beautiful" he replied.
Clare blushed again and said "Thank you". She leaned over and kissed him and then said "let’s sit over by the tree". They moved over and sat with Rob leaning against the tree and Clare leaning against him.
"Aren't we going to go into town" he asked.
Clare replied "How about we just spend the evening here, just the two of us and nobody else around?"
Rob immediately thought of all the things he wanted to do with her and felt his cock go hard - fortunately it was trapped by his jeans and Clare didn't notice. She just snuggled up against him and said "Do you.... do you really think I look sexy?"
"Of course I do - you look incredible. Half the guys I know want to..." Rob checked himself and continued "...date you. I'm really lucky and I'll wait as long as you want to do things."
Clare knew that she had a nice figure, but she had never had the confidence to think that boys would find her sexy. She looked up at him and said "I love you. Kiss me."
He kissed her, gently at first and then she opened her mouth and he slid his tongue into it. They continued like this for a while and then he broke off the kiss. Rob said "Tell me what I'm allowed to do".
Clare thought for a second and took Rob's hand. She placed it on her top, over her breasts and said "that's OK, but no going under my top".
Rob kissed her again and started squeezing her breasts through her top. Clare liked the feel of his hand and her tongue slowly began moving against his more as they kissed. Again he broke the kiss and asked "Am I allowed to touch your legs?"
"Yes" replied Clare, "but no higher than here". She took his hand and placed it on the middle of her thigh. Rob could feel his cock throbbing, it was still trapped against his leg and he desperately wanted to straighten it, but wanted his hands on Clare more. They kissed again and he started slowly stroking up and down her leg.
They had been making out for over an hour and it was the longest they had ever done so without Rob misbehaving and she realised that it was beginning to affect her. Clare was feeling quite aroused herself and thought she understood a little more how Rob might be feeling but was beginning to feel his fingers creeping slightly higher up her leg with each stroke and moved her own hand to stop him.
"Can we stop for tonight?" she asked.
"Just a bit more?" replied Rob, and tried to kiss her again.
"No, please, that was wonderful. Let's just rest for a bit and then head back." said Clare. She looked up at him with such a cute face that he agreed and settled back, trying to ignore the throbbing of his cock. After a couple of minutes, they walked slowly back to Clare’s house and kissed goodnight.
It was a lot earlier than their original date would have ended and Clare went up to her room and lay down. She felt very pleased with herself that she had finally got up the courage to tell Rob how she felt and had really enjoyed their evening. As she thought about the kissing and his hands on her breasts and legs, she felt the arousal building again.