Note: This is a story about my wife and me. This is very close to how things went down the night we first made love and she lost her virginity. The only differences are very minor details such as the weather and so forth. She is now 31 and I'm 39 and she's still as gorgeous as the first time I laid eyes on her.
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She walked in the door and quickly shut it before the wind took it out of her hands. She scanned the room and let her eyes adjust to the light and surroundings and Jason came from the kitchen, greeting her with the big kiss.
"Good heavens, you're a block of ice! Didn't the car have time to warm up?" "Well, it's only three miles." "I know, I just figured...", turned into another kiss. Her nose was shockingly cold.
"What are we doing tonight, going to Raleigh? It's already good and dark out there and it's only 5:30." She said while taking her red coat off.
Sarah was cold, but she was five foot seven inches of a hot mess. At 18, she was a lot more mature than her peers for reasons best left buried, but she wasn't your average kid, whatsoever. Jason was 25 years old, six feet of a melting heart. All he did was think of Sarah. When they were apart, he caught himself day dreaming about her.
She was it for him, but she didn't really know what to say or do about him yet. She was afraid to open up completely; afraid that she would get addicted too. She had never been hurt. If anything, she did the hurting, as she'd only had one serious boyfriend and he was off to college with little, if any contact.
"Instead of going to Raleigh, come in here and let's finish cooking this chicken. I don't really know what to to do with it from here. I've basted it in some pack of mess from Food Lion and let them soak, now they're slow cooking."
"What sort of veggies do you have Chef?" she sneered in her best South Park Chef voice. "I think there's some carrots." "That'll work, I'll get started on getting them going. So, what happened today at work, you seemed a little excited on the phone earlier?" "I just was able to put some loose ends together, make some people realize what we've got is what they need and that's the biggest reason they should get involved at the ground floor. That's all. I'll figure out this week what all the details are going to mean."
He was on his way. Things were clicking, and honestly, Sarah may not have even understood it, but that was the biggest attraction, and he had great big blue eyes like lasers.
Sarah was looking at him while he was cooking, as she sat at the kitchen table, looking at floor plans that he had scribbled out. She saw so much drive in him. So much virility.
"What's in the bag?" He asked.
"I guess you're going to have to get through dinner to find out." She said with a wile look on her face. Sarah was tall, wearing high heels and the pair of jeans that absolutely meant one thing to Jason. Lust.
She wore them every Friday night as soon as she figured out that he loved the jeans. Then, after getting some money here and there, she got more of the jeans. They just showed off her ass, thighs, and when she reached for something, her belly, which was more of a washboard.
"I guess you're going to find out a little bit of what's in my bag before the appointed time." She said with a sly grin and pulling out a fifth of Gentlemen Jack, their favorite. She might have only been 18, but she had some very adult tendencies.
"Dang, another good reason to stay right here, rather than driving an hour to Raleigh." As she was pouring him a glass over some Coke and ice, making him wondering to what the bag could truly all be pertaining and containing.
"Well, if I'm going to go to jail for the delinquency of..." "Hey, I'm not 17 anymore. That ended last week." "Well, whatever the hell it is where you get in trouble for buying alcohol for an under 21 spanking hot chick, just to sleep with her." "Well, that sounds like multiple violations right there, sir." she said while getting in his face and rubbing his chest.
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He was cleaning up the table, they'd already had two glasses each of the bourbon, and he wondered out loud, "If either of us have anymore of that how are you getting home?"