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Daphne's Crush Pt.1

Date: 7/30/2015, Categories: True Story, First Time, Author: Unknow user, Rating: 90.4, Source: sexstories.com

"Michael?" I heard Daphne's voice come over the phone. Suddenly I was standing again. "Yes," I replied, swallowing hard. "I just got in and saw that I missed your call," she said. "I didn't recognize the number. You should have left a message. I almost didn't call." "That's okay," I said. "I was just touching base." "Well, it's nice to hear from you," Daphne replied and then an awkward silence followed. "I was thinking about going into the city tomorrow. Maybe stop by one of the museums," I said, fighting past the lump in my throat. "Care to come along?" "Sure," she said after a brief hesitation. "There's a restaurant there that I've been dying to go to. It's Italian. It's my treat if you're willing to go there for lunch." "You don't have to do that." "I want to," she replied, sounding like she meant it. "What is it with you and buying me lunch?" I joked. She laughed gently. "Are we driving in or taking the train?" she asked. "Do you have a preference?" "Train," she answered succinctly. "It's less of a hassle. I hate trying to park in the city." "Okay. I call you in the morning." "Sounds good," she said. "I'll see you then." I stared at the phone for a few seconds after I hung up. I knew I was happy to be seeing Daphne again, but I still couldn't help feel a little trepidation. "We're just two friends spending a day together," I said aloud, but who was I trying to convince? ********** "Now that was a fun day!" Daphne said as she plopped into the train seat with a loud sigh. ... I could understand. "I'm exhausted," I groaned. "I can't believe we visited that many museums and somehow fit lunch in." "Don't forget the shopping!" She was holding up some of the shopping bags we carried. "That was the best part," I grinned. "I got to sit and relax while you went into your little buying frenzy." "I wasn't that bad!" "Are you kidding?" I asked in disbelief. "Thank God we took a train and could only carry so much!" "Men!" she snapped, but we both started laughing. "How did you like St. Patrick's?" I asked a few minutes later. "I actually liked it," Daphne answered, obviously thinking back to the visit. "It was so beautiful! I cried at that one statue." "I remember," I smiled warmly. "I was a bit surprised that you agreed to stop there. At the family party you were arguing with my cousins about God. I wasn't sure you believed at all." The train was warm so I pulled off my coat. "Depends on the day," she laughed, unbuttoning her coat. "I actually have pretty traditional views most of the time." "What would your parents say?" I teased. "Remember," she grinned, pointing to herself. "I'm the black sheep." Daphne pulled her coat off. I couldn't help watching. As usual, she caught me. "Michael, you're staring again." "I was not," I said quickly. "I was just wondering what the pattern was on your shirt." "Care to get a closer look," she asked, sticking her chest out slightly. My eyes obviously bugged out because she started laughing. "You know, you could kill a man ...