You race to start taking your clothes off as fast as you can. "Whoa, you're a little anxious there," Amber says as she slowly walks around still in that pink dress. As good as that dress looks on her, you wonder when she's going to take the damn thing off. You are yet again very close to losing your virginity, so you know you are once again in that familiar race against time. Your cock twitches every time Amber's body lightly brushes up against yours.
"Hurry up and take that dress off," you say panicking as you try to speed things along.
"Be patient, baby, we'll get there. I like to take my time." You were afraid of that.