Ch. 08 – Book Learnin' with Sarah and Sullivan
Sarah and Sullivan at the Party:
"Yes mam, I'm here to pick up Sarah," Sullivan said to the sorority mother. He stood and waited, feeling out of place as classy well-dressed girls passed by ignoring his presence. When Sarah came down the stairs, on time, she greeted him with a wide enthusiastic smile that was clearly meant just for him. Sullivan instantly relaxed and knew he would feel comfortable as long as she was with him.
Sullivan appreciated the way Sarah's clothing looked on her. She was wearing the same baggy jeans from earlier in the day, which managed to fit snug around her waist and bottom. A deep-red blouse complemented her coloring and somehow reminded Sullivan how full of life she always seemed.
"So are you sure a pig roast party is fine with you? At least some of my swimmer buddies will there be there," said Sullivan.
"Oh sure! A couple of my friends should be there too."
At most parties the surroundings offer an easy distraction from having to entertain and converse with an unfamiliar date. However this evening Sarah and Sullivan were very easy with each other instantly, as they had been before.
Their compatibility may have been because of their backgrounds. Sarah was in a sorority but she came from the country, giving her an obvious authenticity that most of her friends did not have. She had outstanding social skills, which is probably why she studied psychology. Sullivan was from the university town but was not very worldly, having spent years of his spare time and resources split between his engineering studies and diving. Sullivan's and Sarah's backgrounds complemented each other, helping to make them a very good pair, and their alert friends spotted it immediately.
Over the course of the evening Sullivan observed one particular situation that endeared him even more to Sarah. A band cranked up just when a squealing pal of Sarah's approached. They were obviously very good friends as Sarah broke into a fast-paced sorority tune which her girlfriend joined in singing. Sullivan watched with wonder as Sarah bounced up and down holding hands and singing with excitement, not caring about the people around her. It was very cute.
Sarah and Sullivan enjoyed dancing and even commented that they seemed to fit especially well together when slow dancing. And Sarah had a certain style when she fast danced that Sullivan admired.
"How about a break?" he eventually called out over the music.
They smiled breathlessly as they made their way to the back yard, still red-faced from the physical exertion of dancing. The grassy area had one vacant yard chair under a tree.
"OK to sit in my lap?" Sullivan said nonchalantly. Sarah said yes, but Sullivan noticed that she hesitated. He realized why when she settled onto his thighs; she was careful to support her weight somewhat. It surprised Sullivan to realize that she was shy about her weight.
Sarah's weight was not the problem for Sullivan. He had not anticipated that he might get excited at having Sarah in his lap. At first their conversation was animated enough to keep him distracted. But eventually his cock began to swell and he became more and more nervous about being discovered. Sullivan adjusted his seating several times to guide Sarah lower on his lap and away from his dick which was expanding down his pants leg. With each of his moves Sarah was quick to take more of her weight off of him, but she also squirmed around on him in the process.
Finally both Sarah and Sullivan were squirming constantly yet they continued conversing as if nothing was happening. Finally Sarah made the mistake of moving her bottom higher on his lap instead of lower. She ground her soft ass right onto Sullivan's fat cock.
"WOOPS!" Sarah exclaimed, quickly sliding lower on Sullivan's legs and away from his embarrassing problem. She hesitated and avoided eye contact, considering whether to pretend ignorance of what she had just encountered.
Sullivan spoke first. "Uhh...I'm sorry but you can't blame me for that. You were moving around on my lap, you're gorgeous, and it doesn't help that I'm really liking you."
Sarah was in a full blush as she raised her eyes to look squarely into his. "Wow, I thought you were shifting around because I was heavy! What a relief!"
There was a brief silence as they caught the humor in the situation, and then burst into gut wrenching laughter. Their sudden outburst caused other couples in the back yard to interrupt their conversations and glance at them.
Sarah and Sullivan finally calmed down and actually said nothing until Sarah commented, "I'm glad to hear that you like me. You must know that it was a little intimidating to go out with you since you're such a 'Big Man on Campus'."
Sullivan let out a brief laugh, "Gee, I thought I was the one who was intimidated. I feel inferior around fraternity and sorority people, but you seem totally accepting of me in every setting I've seen so far, even around the Greeks." Sarah nodded to signify her understanding. They shared an easy moment of quiet, appreciating their shared honesty.
Sarah broke the silence again, "Well, I can tell you get around somehow. You're a good dancer, a good kisser, and you sure knew how to handle me at the swimming pool."
Sullivan's eyes darted quickly to read Sarah's demeanor. He relaxed upon seeing her grin indicating that she was joking with him.
Sullivan broke into a shy smile, "I can assure you I don't get around very much. All that magical underwater swimming was a freak accident. You somehow stirred me to do all of that." Then Sullivan said something he wished he could take back. "In fact, my friends tease me about being a half-virgin."
Sarah flinched at the comment. But she was clearly interested in what he meant.
Sullivan colored at his error, "Uh-oh, I'm sorry about saying that. I just blurted out a personal detail without thinking."
Sarah did not back off, "Okay, but now I'm curious."
Sullivan sheepishly looked around as if someone might overhear, "It means I've never gone all the way...in. In other words, the most I've done was only half way."
Although his wording was awkward, it slowly dawned on Sarah what he was talking about. She did not act shocked, but asked almost academically, "You mean like we did?"
Sullivan was really embarrassed, "Well, yeah, sort'a. Maybe a little more than that."
There was a long awkward silence in which Sullivan wished he could crawl into a hole and Sarah seemed to simply consider the full meaning of his words. Her face brightened.
"This might be a mistake, but I'll share one of my personal details with you. I'm half a virgin too!"
It was Sullivan's turn to wear the questioning frown.
Sarah blushed as she explained, "The closest I've come to really having sex has been with you, Sullivan. But my high school boyfriend and I used to get pretty wild with each other." Now Sarah looked around, "One night I lost my hymen to his fingers."
Sullivan was open-mouthed, "Damn!"
They drew their faces closer together to maintain the secret communication. Sarah whispered, "I'm crazy to talk about that. Maybe I feel like I have to explain myself."
Sullivan whispered back, "Don't feel bad. I love it that you could tell me!"
They were so intent on their intimate confessions that their foreheads were almost touching. Sarah remarked, "This means that between the two of us, we make one complete virgin!"
Sullivan held up his hand for a high-five. Sarah clapped his hand with enthusiasm, gripping it in the process. They laughed and somehow automatically leaned in for a brief kiss.
Sullivan kept his voice low, "I'm not sure how virginity is measured, but I think you may still be a complete virgin all by yourself." He seemed serious when he continued, "I guess your sex education class prepares you for questions like this."
Sarah responded with a joke, "Well, there's no chapter, 'Be Careful of how You Sit in His Lap, You Could Lose Your Virginity'. Also, there's no chapter titled 'Almost Sex'."
Sarah could see that Sullivan was listening closely because he was actually interested in her sex education course. Without embarrassment Sarah continued, "Our textbook is kind of technical. It covers emotional issues, reproductive systems, foreplay, contraceptive methods, and intercourse positions. There are no photographs, just sketches."
Sullivan was pensive, "I'd like to see that." He then looked questioningly at Sarah.
Sarah responded seriously, "You'd like to see it now?" Sullivan shrugged then nodded, all the while smiling at Sarah. She considered the idea briefly then commented almost to herself, "Well Okay. We'll have to pick it up from my room at the sorority house." She turned smiling to face Sullivan. They left the party holding hands, rosy-faced with enthusiasm from having discovered each other.
Room Above the Pool:
"You live here?" Sarah asked with a mixture of amazement and disbelief. They had entered Sullivan's room by a door directly off of the pool balcony. The lighting was poor, there was no air conditioning, and the surrounding walls were made of bleak-looking concrete. It was a converted coach's locker room.
"Yep. I think I have the best room on campus." Sullivan responded with pride. "I live here alone because no one else on the team is willing to give up their dorm room to be my roommate in this place. I have complete privacy since I am the only person living in the building and no one ever comes by to check up on me. One of the perks is that I have access to the swimming pool. I love it."
While holding her textbook, Sarah continued to look around as she got used to the meager quarters. The place was very organized but not especially clean. One room had Sullivan's incomplete amateur artwork splattered chaotically on the walls.
