The doctor's office had surprisingly nice carpet in the waiting room, I mean, for a doctor's office. I gave my name at the window, took a deep breath, sighed, and sat down. The burgundy overstuffed chairs were comfortable enough, at this, an uncomfortable moment for me.
"What am I doing here?" I asked myself.
Looking around, I guessed that this wasn't a typical doctor's office. Located in a converted Victorian mansion, the rugs, the paintings on the wall, the bookshelves looked to be filled with hardback novels from days long ago.
A tasteful sign on the wall asked people to silence their smart phones. I complied and looked around at the other people waiting. They were mostly women in their thirties and early forties and only a couple of young men.
I say "young" but really, I'm 55 and that makes me old. So, younger than me but not really young, I guess I should say!
All were professionally dressed and relatively affluent.
Mildly bored and certainly a bit nervous, my mind drifted back. Thirty-five or so years ago, before smart phones and before the internet, I met a girl at an ice cream shop. I'd graduated high school and was... naïve. Kate was a couple years older than me and much more mature, in many ways.
THE FIRST TIME:
At 18, I was a horny virgin. I remember watching Kate's ass as she walked from customer to customer. She liked to flirt with the old guys who came in for 25 cent unlimited coffee or tea. Sometimes she bent over in front of them and when she caught me watching, she'd wink and walk by me saying, "It's good to give the old guys a thrill!"
I guess she liked to flirt with the young guys like me, too!
Our first date brought us to the north end of Boston where we shared a cannoli and enjoyed the little shops that dot this little section of Boston. It was June but it was unseasonably hot. I'd just graduated high school and was getting ready for college. I was excited about leaving my home town and excited to be on my own for the first time in my life. It was only an hour away from home but at that age, that seemed like a long way away.
Kate had already gone to college for a year but quit. Her father, a devout and conservative religious zealot, insisted she attend a conservative Christian college in Georgia. She only lasted a year before leaving. She wouldn't tell me why.
Music played and we held hands while moving from booth to booth trying three different versions of lasagna, all were great! We ate two rounds of raw oysters on the half shell before settling down on a patch of grass with another round of cannolis as a parade ambled on by down Hanover Street.
She leaned in and slowly kissed me. The world around us stopped and went silent.
The music, the laughing children, the priests chatting with old men, the mafia bosses handing dollar bills to kids for donations, all of it ended as her lips parted slightly and my tongue met hers. The kiss wasn't one of those sloppy and aggressive kisses. It wasn't exactly shy either. It was perfect, sensual, and just what I needed. She gently placed her arms over my shoulders, and we disengaged, letting the earth began to spin again.
One of the mafia guys, bulging in his black, pin-striped suit, smiled down at me and winked and then gave another kid a five dollar bill, "Hey, that wasn't for you, Tony!!" he laughed as Tony put the bill on a money float passing by.
A little while later, Kate and I were seeing each other almost every day. Though only a year older than me, she seemed worldly and mature. She'd grown up in multiple states and even visited other countries. I hadn't even flown in a plane. I knew I was naïve and I knew I lacked experience. I worried that my lack of experience with women would be an issue for us. She seemed so experienced and so very confident. I'd dated a few girls in high school and we'd had some fun. My unfortunate experiences usually ended them getting fingered to orgasm, a kiss on my forehead, and their request to go home ... leaving me untouched and frustrated. It made me think of the Beatle's song, "Please, Please Me."
But not Kate. She planned a day for me on July 4th. She picked me up in her beat-up Chevy at 1 in the afternoon.
"Where are we going?" asking as I hopped in.
She smiled, "I packed a picnic basket and thought we'd go for a nature walk a couple of miles from here. Sound good?"
I nodded as she pulled away from the curb, the warm air blew back my long hair.
Small American flags adorned the suburban road. Little kids were lining up for a parade, waving their flags as we went by. The parade was due to start at 1:30 and we had just made it ahead of the parade route.
"Have you been to this woodland park?" she asked. I shook my head. "Well, I haven't either but I read about it in the newspaper. It's next to a prep school but the preppies are all home for the summer. Plus, everyone from town is at the parade. That leaves the whole town forest just for you and me!"
Kate held my hand and carried a picnic basket in the other. We got to a narrow spot, and she went in front of me. I liked her ass in her tight jeans as she climbed a small slope in front of me. She wasn't skinny and she wasn't fat. She was somewhere in between. Her tits were a nice B-cup handful, with sensitive pink nipples, about the size of a nickel, that poked straight out when aroused.
She found a thicket of bushes and suddenly went off trail, "I think this will do. This looks like a great spot for a picnic!"
I looked around. It didn't look like a very nice spot to me. There were bushes all around and no view of anything. In the distance, I could hear the band playing as part of the parade and wondered what we were doing here in the woods in the middle of all this shrubbery.
But, I went with it and helped lay out a blanket and helped empty the basket she'd brought.
There was some red wine, apples, cheese, and crackers. After some of the wine, cheese, and crackers, I realized why we were so secluded.
Let me say it now, I am an idiot.
We kissed. My tongue reached into her mouth as I pulled her toward me. She lifted my shirt and played with my nipples. I unbuttoned her red checked blouse and she shrugged it off quickly.
I looked around. No one in sight, surrounded by bushes, hmmm, I wonder why? Yes, I am an idiot.
Reaching around behind her back, she unclasped her bra and those gorgeous breasts just popped into view. I wanted to hold them and suck those nipples. A breeze kicked up and the pink nubs hardened, sticking out a bit further than the eraser on a pencil.
Following my eyes, she knew what I liked and pulled me to her. We kissed some more and then I floated down her body to those wonderfully soft breasts. I licked and gently sucked her puckered nipples.
Kate stripped off her jeans and quickly slipped out of her panties. I followed suit and was half naked in a moment.
There was a noise on the path. I heard someone call for "Skippy!" It was a dog on the path with their owner not far behind. I was mortified. Kate grabbed the edge of the blanket and covered up in case they looked this way. The dog came in, ran around us, and then ran out. The owner walked right by without seeing us.
"Now where were we?" she asked seductively.
We snuggled again and I kissed and bit her neck. She pulled my pants down again and I was surprised that I was still rock hard. All of our previous sexual encounters always included me undressing her and playing with her, including fingering her to climax, she'd never reciprocated. Today, her hand wrapped around my cock, and it felt glorious.
She smiled from the look on my face and then kissed me again while rubbing my cock against her thigh.
"Feel good?" she asked while already knowing the answer.
It felt so good that I worried I'd ejaculate all over the place when clearly, she wanted my cock between her legs.
She lay on her back and spread her legs for me. I had my jeans still around my ankles because my sneakers were still on. I hopped between her legs anyway and she giggled as she grabbed my hips and guided me toward her.
This was my first time. I wanted it to be... special, but my hormones wanted it to be now, right now! In position, I looked down at her. Her eyes were closed as she awaited entry. God, her tits looked wonderful!
I pushed and went nowhere. She was dry and tight. I grabbed my cock and began rubbing the head along her pussy lips. She opened her eyes and enjoyed my rubbing stifling a groan. I rubbed several more times feeling her getting wet.
I was ready.
She was ready.
The mushroom head of my cock was poised at the entrance but there was a dog looking at me with a tennis ball in its mouth.
We covered up quickly and I decided that my first time was not going to be in the woods 8 feet from a walking path. The parade was over, it was a nice day, and people were coming to the nature park.
She drove back to my house where we had an afternoon cookout with my family. There had to be twenty people there. I helped Dad cook on the grill while Kate set the table and helped Mom be the host. It was Kate's first time at one of our family feasts and we were both enjoying it.
By eight pm, many had left but several others organized a plan to go to the fireworks at the lake about five miles away. Initially, I was interested but as I looked at my cute girlfriend, I came to another plan. If everyone went to the fireworks, we could be home alone.
Suddenly, I was a salesperson pushing and encouraging the fabulous town fireworks. "They were the best in this part of the state, couldn't be beat, loud but not too loud, fun and exciting... everyone should go!!"
Kate got into it as well and before we knew it, we were practically pushing people into their cars... and then, we stayed behind.
Kate leaned forward on the windowsill as she watched them leave. Her ass tantalizingly up in the air swaying to the music on the radio. My cock had been getting hard all afternoon as I thought of those tits, that ass, and my first pussy. I sidled along next to her to watch them drive away. My hand fell on her back and then slid onto that ass, stroking her as she wiggled it into me. Turning, she pressed into me and I enjoyed the feel of her pillows on my chest.
"Let's go downstairs!" she exclaimed with wide eyes.
Grabbing my hand, she giggled and led the way. Her shirt was off, and bra unclasped by the time we reached the bottom step. I pulled her to me and sucked on her neck and then down to her wonderful chest, not too big but not too small. Her sensitive nipples responded to my tongue and lips, hardening and protruding.
I kissed her stomach and pulled her jeans down while smelling her pussy juices, now only hidden by thin panties, which I practically ripped off her. She had a full brown bush and lay on the carpet right after stepping out of her panties.
