...ok around the room. “So how do we start? I don't see any special equipment or instruction books...” Brad just cleared his throat, and muttered “uhh, those come later. For today just follow my lead, ok?” Brad pressed “play” on his remote control for his stereo system, filling the room with soft, rhythmic music. “Hey! I like this song.” exclaimed Jenny with enthusiasm. “I think I understand now... sex is a dance, right? That would explain why Brit and Tiff found out about it at dance clubs.”
“What? No.” corrected Brad, stepping in close to Jenny and placing his hands on her shoulders, halting Jenny's attempt at a dance. “The music is just for atmosphere. To get you into the mood.” Jenny's eyes wandered to Brad's hands resting on her, suprized at the increased intimacy. “Mood? Now I'm confused again.” When Jenny's gaze rose back up to meet Brad's she found her voice suddenly gone, startled by the look of... desire that she found. “Just trust me for now.” said Brad softly, before pressing his lips against hers, sharing their first kiss.
Jenny froze, then gradually relaxed, leaning against B...