Am I your girlfriend?

Dave and I had developed a routine. We would attend our classes and then head to the gymnasium to play our usual game. After our shower or sometimes before our match, we had developed a new habit though. we would sit on the stand next to each other and look at the other players. Sometimes I laid my head on his shoulders and relax. It was the best place to be. Even if we did not share long kisses, apart from the little pecks as greetings, we found other ways to be intimate. When we would sit, he would place his hand around my waist, holding me close to him. He would then shift his hand in my waistband until he was cupping my hip. It felt so intimate that just by this not-so-innocent touch, I would feel a wetness pool between my legs.

The first time he did that, I was so shy and did not say anything and he took out his hand after a few seconds. The next time he did that, I leaned towards his ear and whispered,

'I like that.'

He seemed relieved to hear that and squeezed my waist. He then brought his hands deeper in my waistband of my pants until his hand was almost cupping my right cheek. It felt so wickedly good that I couldn't help but moan and this encouraged him to massage my ass cheek. What was even more thrilling was that we were in a public place and if anyone was to look at us they wouldn't suspect the delicious things that his hands were doing to my body.

'Do you want more?' Dave asked me in a soft voice.

At first, I didn't know what to say, but I was yearning for his touch so much that I said yes, but I couldn't stop my voice from quivering.

As my pants could stretch, he found it easy to slip his hands inside as well, but this time he put his hand in the waistband of my panties and slowly started moving lower and lower.

'Lean on me,' he added.

I did so and this provided him easy access to my body as he inched closer and closer to my opening. I had never been touched there by someone else and it made the moment both frightening and special. Two more seconds and he touched my clitoris from behind, his hand touching my labia at the same time. He rubbed lazily two times against my clitoris and the pleasure of it made me moan even louder. With one last flick of his finger against my aching spot, he removed is hand from my panties.

'You were so wet in just a short amount of time,' he whispered.

'All thanks to you.'

He laughed at that comment and adjusted his clothing again as he shifted the weight of his upper body on to one arm as he leaned back.

I wanted to bring him as much pleasure as he was giving me but I didn't know how to.

'Hope you enjoyed the game today.'

I didn't know exactly to which game he was referring, the sexual game he had played with me or the badminton game.

'Both games were fun,' I said finally.

Smiling he took out two magazines from his bag and handed me one. While flicking through the pages, I suddenly voiced out my thoughts aloud.

'So, I'm your girlfriend now.'

At the sound of my voice we both froze. I was shocked that I had said my thoughts aloud and he was shocked by my statement.

But now, that I thought about it, there was nothing shocking about it, right? We had kissed and he had touched me so intimately. You don't do that casually to any friend. we spent so much time together so that must men that I was his girlfriend.

Yet I could feel Dave's hesitation in his voice when he asked, 'What do you mean?'

'I mean, that we are now boyfriend-girlfriend, right?

'Can I let you know tomorrow?'

'What?' What is it that you need to think about?'

'I'll give you my answer tomorr...'

I interrupted him by throwing his magazine in his lap.

'I didn't know that you needed time to think about this when we have already been so intimate,' I added angrily and before he could stop me, I went down the stairs of the stand and ran to the gate. I didn't know if I wanted to cry or shout.

What had just happened?