The First Encounter
This is a true story. The names of the characters have been changed but all the events are true.
Sometime after that last story Mary and I lost touch. We had a disagreement about meeting each other and just stopped talking to each other from one day to the next. 2 years went by and I randomly found her profile on Facebook. The moment I saw her picture my heart skipped a beat... "Should I try talking to her again? Will she even remember me?" I messaged her, she replied back, from my photos she didn't recognize me, but after talking like strangers for a week I told her who I was. She did remember me... She was still upset but gave me another chance.
Our conversations continued, the sexual content wasn't there in this new beginning, she was afraid she'd fall again for the same things as before and so was I. Little by little our confidence grew again and after a few months I felt like we trusted in each other completely again. The talks were the same but different, she was no longer a virgin, innocent girl I had once talked to, yet she still felt like the insecure young woman she was once before. Her body was also different, her chest had grown a bit making her breast more appealing but the best part was her hips and ass. The curve of her hips was beautiful, her body begged to be grabbed, to be felt up. Below a nice ass, not exactly round but very sexy. One you just wanted to grab tight all night.
She confided in me daily, although we'd never met we became best friends. Not talking to her for a day felt bad to me... like something was missing in my life. Our talks slowly became deeper, we discussed everything. And I mean everything from what major she should choose in college to what guy she should try to date. We told each other our sex lives from the moment we stopped talking to the recommencing. I was older, but she was more advanced, she was the dream girlfriend in the bedroom or at least so it seemed to me. She liked sex, not just sex but giving her partner pleasure. Once we reached the confidence level we had before the sexual talks flowed back to our daily schedule. Our desire grew strong again. She had a boyfriend yet she masturbated at least once a week with me. We sent daily pictures to each other, some sexual, others not.
The taboo subject came up again, "we need to meet," but this time I couldn't say no... I needed to be with her, I needed to hold in my arms... to kiss her lips... A devilish invitation came in the form of a lovely picture of her living room mantle, with a lit fireplace, a heart drawn on top of it and in the middle saying "will you have dinner with me?" and this is the story of our first date.
We made arrangements for dinner, the deal was I would get her from school then we'd hang out for a bit. I would drop her at the usual meeting point for her parents to pick her up, later after they went out I'd go to her house and we'd have dinner there together.
I skipped my classes for the night and went up to Coimbra to meet Mary. I was nervous, to be honest I'd never felt like this before when going on a date. GPS guiding me since I'd never made this journey on my own. Once I reached her school I texted her, she said she was close by, I went to meet her. I finally saw her on the sidewalk and stopped beside her, my heart pounded hard in my chest. She opened the door and said -
"Hey"
- She smiled and I finally relaxed a bit, I said hi back and we drove off. She guided me through the city streets to our destination. As I drove we made small talk, but nice small talk like old friends. It felt nice to be with her after talking to each other online for so long. We reached our destination, it was a gas station near the bus stop she would normally take to get home. We talked for about 30 minutes until her mom called saying she was close. While talking I finally was able to touch her, nothing sexual. My hands touched her thighs, her arms and hands, it felt so good.. Mary explained to me the way to her house. Then they kissed each other on the cheeks and she went off to meet her mom.
I waited for over an hour close by, we talked on the phone and I played some random video game on my phone. I was getting more nervous as time went by. Then she said to me -
"Pay attention now, a silver car is going to pass you by, when it does, you're clear you can come up to the house,"
- I almost had a heart attack, I wanted everything to go well that night.
The car went by and I moved along, it was only a 2 minute drive to her house. I got there and saw her stand at the front gate of her home. It was white house, detached and very beautiful. It was a quiet cul-de-sac, she hurried me inside saying -
"Move, my neighbors might see you and call my parents!"
- I walked fast, once we were inside the front gate, we kissed on the cheeks again and started talking. The topic was obvious, "What's for dinner?" We decided on pizza, there was free delivery so we would be more comfortable than having to go out again. I think she was afraid that someone would see her with me and say something to her parents. We ordered on the phone, tuna and bacon, and then started our wait. She wanted to show me her house so I went with her. We started in the garage, a big space for a couple of cars and an area of leisure with a foosball table and some other things. It was a very nice space. and moved back to the ground floor, the kitchen was large with a nice table in the middle and a big sliding door to the living room. We proceeded through this door and there was a nice couch and that lovely fireplace I had seen in her pictures. The mood was becoming lighter between us, we felt more comfortable, I started to feel more at ease to touch her as we walked the house. The tour continued, next was the first floor which had the bedrooms. wood stairs lead the way upstairs, first she showed me her bedroom. She was a bit embarrassed about it because her bed wasn't made but I liked it anyway, next she opened the door to her parents and her sister's bedrooms, we didn't go in, we just looked from the door. To finish was the guest bedroom, there was a queen size bed in it, a desk where did most of her studying. It was very nice. A big window next to the desk to let natural light in and a small balcony. The tour was over and we went back down to the kitchen.
We talked for some time sitting around the table, I played with her hands until the pizza finally arrived. She answered the door, got the pizza and we sat together on the kitchen table having dinner. To be honest it may possibly have been the worst pizza I ever had in my entire life, but we ate anyway not wanting to spoil the moment we were having. Once we were finished we cleaned up and Mary suggested we go to the spare room so that we would be more comfortable there. I followed along because in reality I just wanted to be closer to her so I'd be comfortable even sitting in the cold.
There we sat on the bed, it felt natural to lay down comfortably. She got her feet in my direction and I started touching her feet and legs gently. Time went by, I needed to use the bathroom, I spoke and she pointed me in that direction and I went. I needed to poop... So embarrassing, I didn't want to take too long so she wouldn't suspect it. As soon as I sat on the toilet there was something that caught my eyes, there was a bra on the towel rack. I recognized it immediately.. It was hers... She had sent me a picture wearing it and after taking it off just a few days before. I wondered -
"Did she forget this here? Or is it on purpose? Did she want me to find this here?"
