A Failure

The moving was coming to an end, and I had yet to make my move. The movie was admittedly pretty good, a good mix of action and romance that I had rarely seen in movies. It was either one extreme or the other, the final fight just happened, and we were getting to the closing scenes.

The main character, a man was about to pass away after the last fight with the bad guy. Just before he died, the love interest found him and was now talking while crying to her fallen love.

I glanced over at Kate and saw that she too was crying! This was my chance! The scene was pretty sad, and Kate had done her fair share of crying over the years, so I took my chance. I weaved my hand under the blanket; she held part of the blanket up to her face occupying her right hand. But her left was resting under the blanket.

I searched through and eventually met with the soft forearm of Kate; it was warm. She initially flinched but saw what I was trying to do and either humored me or wanted comfort in the situation.

I moved down her forearm and our hands naturally interlocked, it was a relief to feel that her hands were slightly sweaty too. She squeezed as the scene between the hero and love interest played on, though through the love interests sacrifice, she chose to revive the hero.

Despite the hero's protest, the life interest sacrificed her life to revive the love of her life. It was a little cliché, but apparent from Kate and the other silent sobs of the patrons in the theater, it went off well to the people who watched.

The movie ended with the hero visiting the grave of the love interest, a good way to have finality to a story. With that, the credits played, and the lights brightened slightly. I simple sat with a smile on my face, with Kate's hand in mine.

"Are you okay? Did you like it?" Afraid of how she looked or for some other reason, she quickly wiped her eyes and coughed.

"Yeah, it was good." She said.

"We don't have to rush out of here." I said, looking at her concerned, she stood and was already gathering her things with tears still in her eyes.

With that, she looked around and decided to slump back down. "It was so basic, yet so effective." She wiped her face some more and just slumped back, after a sigh, she got up and looked at me.

"I am good, we can leave." I looked at her doubtfully but after she said, "I am fineee." I took her word for it and gathered up our things. I quickly folded the blanket and carried the trash to the can.

As we made our way out of the theater, I was tempted to just grab her hand, but I chose to ask instead, "Wanna hold hands?"

Kate just nodded and looked down. I reached out my right hand and she interlocked the fingers of her left hand with mine. A goofy smile was on my face; there was nothing else I wanted to accomplish with this date. Aside from my fantasy dream, this date was really good.

In this moment, I wasn't thinking about earlier today let alone earlier this week when Kate wasn't too happy, all that mattered to me now was now.

I opened the door for her when we got to the car this time and once she got in, I shut it as carefully as I could. I got in and asked, "Do you want to go any where else?" It was mainly just a way to start a conversation; I didn't expect her to say yes.

"No, we can go back to my house." She said her words had a few meanings, though I took the most likely meeting that she wanted to go back home.

"Okay, sounds good." We drove back more talkatively than before. She talked about the movie, the song that was on and soon enough we arrived back at our subdivision. I pulled into her driveway and put the car in park.

Kate didn't say anything as she opened the door and stepped out, a second later she ducked down into the car and asked me a question.

"You coming in?" I was taken aback at her question. Apparently I had misunderstood her earlier comments, she didn't just want to go back home, but she wanted to go back with me.

Without thinking about it at all, I said yes and after talking with Kate's mother we found ourselves upstairs. Kate's mom, Amber, only had one thing and that was more me to be out of here by twelve. It was eleven.

Kate slowly closed the door and just stood for a moment as if deep in thought, I was sitting in her rolley chair at her desk. It was probably clear to her I was nervous about how I was spinning about.

This was another thing we had done many times but with the context, I was excitedly nervous about what was happening and about what could potentially happen.

She collapsed on the bed, with a loud sigh. She rolled over to face the ceiling and looked over at me, her expression was blank, calculating.

"So…" I started, unaware of what to say.

"Come here." See said, her voice void of emotion. At her command I stood and moved over to the bed, but I stopped just short of the bed. Looking down on her, waiting to see what she was doing.

"I said come here; I want to hug you." She held out her arms and I moved over and carefully fell down next to her. When we hugged, her breasts pressed against me, causing me to react down there.

Kate quickly noticed this and rolled over, pulling me on top of her. Her arms were above her head and her hair spread out around her on the bed. Looking back, it was here where I should have stopped, she wasn't enjoying it, and I knew that.

"D-Do you want to do it?" Kate asked and I swallowed hard.

"… Don't you think it's too fast." While yes, we knew each other for over ten years, having sex after one date?

To that, all Kate did was pull her top down, allowing both of her breasts free. They jiggled at every movement; I swallowed again and just looked.

"Y-You can touch them." That was my death sentence. I reached out and the unparalleled softness of breasts were now in my hands.

I fondled them for a moment, I assumed that was consent enough and I was eventually lost in the softness under my hand, though it seemed to be one sided pleasure.

"S-stop." I didn't here the first time she said it. After the second time Kate pleaded for me to stop and I continued going, she kicked her legs. Though I was too heavy, though feelings her legs quiver below me, I got off and backed away.

But I wasn't far enough away, I was met with a swift kick straight to the chest. It knocked the wind out of me and the last thing I remember seeing was Kate clutching a blanket as she looked at me with tears in her eyes.

I had ruined our relationship.