Wednesday
Feeling good on Wednesday morning, I dressed to my usual standards of hotness, and went off to school. I shocked Mr. Stone by actually answering a question in physics, and was heading off to lunch when I realized that I was walking by Jack's locker. I went over to him, put my hand on his shoulder and whispered into his ear that I had mentioned to a few of my friends about our post-tutoring session, and I hoped that it would help to make up for the fact that I had been part of the reason that he had been socially excluded.
As I left, I said, so that everyone could hear, "Tomorrow at 5, my house, right?"
"Yeah, see you then," he responded.
I figured that would definitely get tongues wagging.
At lunch, I could see that Jack and his friend Gina were fighting, and she stormed out of the cafeteria. I wondered if it had anything to do with me, because it seemed like Gina was particularly pissed off at me. But she really didn't matter to me. Instead, I spent the lunch period answering questions from my friends about Jack. They were curious, and I was only complimentary.
Emily was quiet during the whole discussion, and it struck me that I could probably convince Jack to deflower Emily. I didn't think it would take much convincing because she was cute, and because he would sympathize with her. And based on the day before, I was pretty sure that he would treat her well, and make her first time a good experience.
After lunch, I called Emily over to speak with her privately and told her my thoughts. After hearing me praise Jack, she was eager, but wanted to be sure that it was O.K. with me.
"No problem," I said.
"I don't own him, and he doesn't own me."
We agreed that she would come to my tutoring session the next day on the pretext that she needed some help, and afterwards, I would talk to Jack about it. They could use my room while I studied. Emily seemed excited as we went to class.
After my shift at Orlando's, I came home, showered and got back to studying physics. I worked on the second chapter, and after I understood it, I did the questions. I realized that it wasn't so hard, I just needed someone to explain it to me properly.
I watched some TV, then went on to Facebook. I accepted Jack's friend request, and checked out his profile. There wasn't much on it; he had a bunch of friends from other schools, mostly nerdy looking guys and unattractive girls with bad skin and unflattering haircuts and clothing, some family members, including Sarah, as well as Ariel, Cara and Beth. There were some pictures of him with his two friends, some at what looked like science fairs and academic competitions and a few of him and his father touring colleges. I noticed that his father was pretty good looking for an older guy.
About 8:30, I got a text from Maria saying, "I'm at the movies. That guy Jack you were raving about is here with some girl. Redhead. From South, I think."
"Thanks, good for him," I texted back.
Information like this was important, even though I had no real relationship with Jack. But now that he was on my radar screen, I needed to know how the date went. I went into Ariel's room and told her that Jack was on a date with a girl from South. She went online and Facebook messaged Sarah, who confirmed it.
I studied a little more, watched some TV and went to bed.
Thursday
I woke up Thursday and checked my email and Facebook. There was an email from Ariel, from late the prior night.
"Jack's date went nowhere. He came home pretty early, but believe it or not, Cara texted him for a booty call, and he went there. Haven't heard from Cara."
Wow, I thought, Jack is really getting around. It surprised me that I cared so much, after just one time with him, but I guess I felt good for him. He was such a scrawny little nerd for so long, he had lots of lost time to make up for. And, if all went well, he would be making up a good piece of it that night.
Nothing of great interest happened at school, although I noticed that Jack's friend Gina ate at a different table, sitting with a group of kids that actually were below her in the pecking order, which was pretty remarkable. On the other hand, I noticed that Jack was getting more attention from the girls at school and even high five's from the guys. It felt good to know that simply the rumor that someone had slept with me was still enough to raise their status. I was curiously looking forward to tutoring and fucking Jack later that night.
Emily came over to my house at about 4:30, and we discussed how we were going to arrange this. She was nervous, and even showed me her underwear, which was plain, but still sexy, and I assured him that Jack would love it. She asked me for some pointers, but all I could say was, enjoy yourself, don't do anything you don't want to, and not to be scared.
Jack arrived punctually at 5, and seemed a little flustered seeing Emily. I told him that Emily needed a little help in physics, and strategically flashed him a bit of cleavage and shot him a look, so it was not surprising to me that he agreed to help her. We started by going over the 2 chapters that I worked on alone, and Jack seemed impressed at how well I had done. It wasn't perfect, but he said that I had come a long way in just a couple of days.
He worked for a while on Emily's issues, which were minor compared to mine, and then we went back to the review book and continued to plow through it. As with the prior time, Jack was a great teacher, and I felt like I was really making progress in understanding this.
After about 2 hours, I pushed back from the table and said, "That's it, I've had enough."
Jack complimented us on our work, and sounded sincere. He kept looking at me in a way that I understood to mean, "What's going on?" I guess he thought that Emily's presence meant that we were not going to do it, so he started to get ready to leave.
I said, "Stay, please. I have to ask you something."
"What?" Jack asked.
I looked at Emily to confirm, and she nodded, shyly. "Emily is a virgin," I stated. I saw Emily blush and lower her eyes. "I suggested to her that you might be willing to help her change that. I told her about what Ariel had done for you, and that I thought that you would be gentle and treat her well, but also show her a good time."
Jack sat there quietly, thinking. He looked at Emily, then at me.
"Of course," he said, smiling at Emily. "How could anyone resist you, Emily? I would be honored to be your first," he said, awkwardly.
I smiled. This was the kind of thing that I loved.
"O.K., you can use my room. Emily, why don't you go up and get comfortable?"
Emily turned and nervously walked upstairs to my room. I took Jack's arm and said, "I thought you would be willing to do this, and that you would be gentle and nice. Emily is great, but she had a very protective, religious family. This is a huge deal for her. Oh, and there are condoms in my night table—make sure you use them, Emily isn't on birth control yet."
