I woke up late the next morning, Tuesday, and thought back to the previous day. Was it a dream? Or had I actually had sex with a gorgeous girl?
I checked for the condom in the cabinet, and it was gone. Then I saw that I had a message from the clinic saying that my sample results were in. It was true - I hadn't dreamed it all.
I called the clinic, and the receptionist transferred me to the same doctor I saw on the last visit. I listed as she explained that my ejaculate volume was low and my sperm count was low, but that was probably ok. She said there was no need for anything further at this time but that there might be in the future when I was ready to have children.
I sort of paid attention. I was still reveling in actually having had sex with Jessica.
Later that day I saw I had a text message from Jessica "Hey, want to get together tomorrow? 7pm? My place this time? I'll cook you dinner." My fingers shook a bit as I texted back "Sure, that sounds great. Send your address?"
The next day flew by. I couldn't wait, but I was nervous. She wanted to see me again? She was ok with my size?
Wednesday I stopped by the drug store and picked up a pack of condoms and the a flower shop and bought a bouquet on my way to Jessica's house. I knocked on the door, my hand shaking a bit from nerves.
Jessica answered, smiling. "Hey Jack, welcome. My room-mate is out of town so I thought we could meet here today."
She was stunning. She wore a short sun dress that showed some cleavage and fell pretty far above her knees. Her hair was down, and she had on sexy red lipstick.