Hi everybody my name is Anne and this is the story of when my husband D gave me the greatest gift, his virginity. I have recently told you about the first time my friend Kim and I had sex. So, I decided it was time to tell ya'll about the first D and I made love. So, sit back and I hope you enjoy as much as I did excepting his virginity.
My ex-husband had filed for divorce and it had been a brutal fight. I moved in with parents till I could get enough money to get my own place. My mom loved me being back as I could help with my dad. But, it was finally over and I planned the rest of my life alone, as I had been so badly hurt by my ex that I wanted nothing to do with men. But fate and my friend Sue had other ideals. She kept telling me about this guy she wanted me to meet, but I kept putting her off. I finally had enough one day and told her if this guy was not six foot four or taller I did not want to meet him, thinking there was not may guys that tall. Since Sue stopped hounding me I figured I had won and she was going to leave me alone. Thankfully I was wrong; I was over at Sue's house one day waiting to go to a friend graduation with her. She was showing me her new rose garden, when I heard somebody pull up out front, I just thought it was her daughter coming over to go to the graduation with us since it was her boyfriend graduating.
"We are over here." Sue calls out.
"About time you get here Melinda we are going to be..." I turn to get after Sue's daughter and my heart stopped a beat as I was not looking at Melinda, but some stranger in cowboy boots and jeans.
"Anne I want you to meet D he is going to Doug's graduation with us. D this is my good friend Anne."
"It is a pleasure to meet you Anne." As he extends his hand to shake my hand. I took his offered hand and felt a surge of electric energy pass between us, and my first thought was, Oh shit he is over six four.
We go to the graduation and Sue talks D into going to get ice cream with us, since I rode with Sue I had to tag along. Sue sat with Denis her husband so D had to sit beside me, I was nervous but, we all sat and visited for well over two hours till Brahms started to close. The next day Sue called me up and started asking what I thought of D.
"He seems to be very nice, I was surprised by how polite he is. He does seem a little younger than me. Just how old is he?" Sue tells me he is twenty-one. "Dang Sue, he is thirteen years younger than me. There is no way I could date him even if he was interested in me. So, let's drop it Ok."
About a week later I was over at Sue's house and we planned to go shopping. We went out to get in my car and head out, but my car would not start. I had no clue who to call, but Sue told me a mechanic friend of Melinda's was coming over to work on her so she would get him to look at mine. We took Sue's van and went shopping, when we got back to her house Melinda's hood was up and being worked on. I got out of the van and went to talk to the mechanic, I was shocked to find out the mechanic was D.
"So Anne, Sue told me your car will not start. If I can have your keys I will look at it real fast, so we can go get parts." Like an idiot I just stand there and stare at D, not able to talk. I finally snap out of it and hand D my keys and I turn to go into the house, I had to get away and compose myself.
"Sue where are you I have a bone to pick with you." I shout as I bust through the front door. I hear Sue laughing from the kitchen. "You did not tell me D was the mechanic."
"Oh I am sorry it must have slipped my mind. I just know you needed your car working and he was coming over to work on Melinda's car anyway." Sue responds to my tirade.
"Never said I liked him I said he seemed nice. Plus, he is thirteen years younger than me." Just then there was a knock on the door.
"Come on in, it is open." Sue calls out.
"Is Anne in here? Oh, Hi Anne, just wanted to let you know the starter is out in your car. I can take it off and you can run around to the parts house and get a new one while I finish Melinda's car. If you know how to drive a stick shift you can use my truck. The keys are in it."
"That will be great and yes I can drive a stick. Let me know when you have the starter off and I will go." A few minutes later D is back and tells me the starter is in the back of his truck. I go and get in his truck and start to drive around to the parts house. As I take off from the stop sign I notice my feet touch the pedals, and I start to cry. Let me stop here and point out I am five foot one and D is six four, I should not have been able to touch the pedals. He had moved the seat forward for me. That simple act was the nicest thing anyone had done for me in a long time. I just sat there and cried for a good five minutes. I finally composed myself enough to go get the part and make it back to Sue's. I pull up and give D the starter and excuse myself so I can go inside.
"He moved the seat for me Sue, he did not ask he just moved it for me so I would not have to." I tell Sue as I start to cry again.
"It is Ok to like him Anne; he is a nice carrying man. I do know he broke up with his fiancΓ© about a couple of months ago and I think ya'll would be good for each other. Why are you fighting it?"
I was so mad at Sue and I do not know why. D was not a drop dead super model or anything like that, he is just a good old country boy. But I am not a model either. I am short and am not skinny, but yes, I was beginning to fall for D and that scared the hell out of me. But none of that mattered as I had no clue if he felt anything for me. "I am not fighting it Sue. You have no clue if he is even interested in me or not. Plus, he is only twenty-one." Again, there is another knock on the door and D pokes his head in and tells me my car is ready if I would like to come test it. I tell Sue I will talk to her tomorrow, I need to be going. I follow D out to my car.
"He opens the door and tells me to give it a try." I turn the key and it starts right up. "Thank you so much, how much do I owe you and will you take a check?" I ask D as I am reaching for my purse.
"You do not owe me anything I am glad I could help."
"I cannot let you do all this work and not pay you, so tell me how much."
"I cannot take any money but I can take you out on Saturday if you would let me." He just stands there and smiles at me. I feel my heart start to melt, but I cannot say a word, I just stare up at him.
"So do we have a deal? Or do I have to take the starter back off?"
"You know this is black mail, don't you? I should be mad at you for taking advantage of me like this."
"But you are not mad at me, are you? I do not mean to upset you I just would like to have dinner with you and visit with you, then maybe we can catch a move. I really enjoyed talking with you at Brahms the other day, and would like to get to know you better."
"I would really like that, too. What do you say we meet at 6:00 on Saturday? Let me write down the address." I quickly grab a piece of paper and give him my address.
"I look forward to it, till then have a good week." He closed my door for me and watches me as I drive off. My stomach is doing flip flops; I have not felt this giddy in a long time. The entire way home I argue with myself. Part of me says I should call him up and cancel, while part of me says that would be stupid he does seem to like me. I did not sleep at all that night, I kept thinking about D. The next day I called Sue and told her that D asked me out. She laughed and said it was fate.
It felt like Saturday would never arrive, but it did and so did D holding three red roses. I thanked him and place them a vase, then we went to dinner and a movie. During the movie D reached out and took my hand and held it. After the movie, we went to a park and just walked and talked, for several hours. I looked at my watch and it was 1 am.
"I had no idea it was so late let me get you home. I did not mean to keep you out so late. I am so sorry." He talks me home and walks me to the door. "I want to thank you for a wonderful evening and would love to see you again. May I call on you again."
"I would love to go out with you again, call me."
"I will do that. May I give you a good night kiss?" I do not answer him I just stand on my tip toes and give him a kiss. It was not a long kiss but it was long enough to take my breath away and make me realize I was in trouble.