I never thought I would ever feel the way I do about any man before until Jim came into my life. I was a picked on as a kid, which carried over to high school, which meant I didn't have not one single date in school. There were attractive guys in my class as well as for the upper classmen and even some underclassmen but if I expressed any interest in any of them, that was the end of that guy. I was told time and time again how they liked me as a friend....hey I was always told that you have to be someone's friend first before they can become your lover.
After high school, I attended a few classes and then went onto work. A few of the girls and I would head to the disco every Saturday night. It wasn't bad in the beginning but it got very tiring after doing it for three years. One of my friends did meet a guy she like; not my type but I think she saw dollar signs when the mentioned having his own company and she latched on to him. He was with a friend that he was trying to get one of us to hook up with but there was no way I would give in and let this jerk off even near me.
I was happy at work but I was the only girl in the office and I worked with all men. No one interested me there except for one guy and he was a married man. I knew I shouldn't even make any kind of move on him but I was curious to see what excuse this much old man would tell me. I came in one day and I asked him if we could go out for lunch because I wanted to talk to him about something and he was very interested so we went to pick up a quick sandwich and went to the nearby park to talk.
I asked him if he thought I was pretty and he said that I wasn't only pretty but beautiful. I was shocked to hear that as no man has ever told me that before. He asked me why I was asking and I asked him if he was single would he consider going out with me and he said he would. On the way back to the office he took my hand and told me that if I ever wanted to go out again and talk to let him know because he enjoyed spending time with me and I told him I would and I too enjoyed being with him.
Before getting back to the office, he pulled off a side street and kissed me. It wasn't just a little peck but a full blown french kiss. He was exploring my mouth and I in turn did his. I was about to say something to him and I held back. We broke the kiss and he told me that he would like to meet me some night if he could get out of the house so we could be alone. I told him I was free most of the time and he told me of his wife's up coming trip to Ohio to see family and we had an entire week to see each other every night. I would tell my parents that I was going out with some of the girls to different place and they seemed to have bought my story.
John and I met in front of a hotel and I was a little bit afraid to go with him because he older and I was still a virgin and I didn't know the first thing about making love to a man or pleasing a man either. We walked into the lobby and the clerk handed John the key to room 243 and we headed to the elevator. The clerk seemed to take a double take as John was at least 20 years older than me. I was shaking and he told me to relax it would be ok.
We got into the room and John locked the door behind us. I had to be honest with him and tell him that I never did anything before and he was the first guy that kissed me like he did and I have no idea how to make love or give a man a blow job or anything. I made sure I had shaved my legs, under my arms and even shaved my pussy. I saw that in a magazine and thought that may be something John may like. He told me to leave it all up to him and he would show me and guide me and not to worry.
We kissed and then we touched and when he touched my tit, I could feel my nipple hardening and I thought something was wrong and he told me that meant I was excited and not to worry. He touched my bald pussy and I started to feel all tingly in my new panties and I was starting to feel like I never did before. He helped me take off all my clothes and I was in my bra and my wet panties. He removed my bra to check out my tits and he put his mouth on one and squeezed the other and could feel them hardening again. He then did the same with the other by putting it in his mouth and squeezing the other.
John asked me if I have ever touched or saw a cock up close and I said never in person but in some pictures. He lifted himself off the bed to remove his shorts which exposed his white cock. It wasn't that large but size to me never mattered. He told me to take his cock in my hands ad then run my hand up and down the shaft and then put the head in my mouth. He proceeded to explain how he likes to get head and said it would be a little different with each buy or they may not like it at all. After making him get a hard on, he spread my legs wide and entered my pussy slowly and said he would never do anything to hurt me and I believed him completely.
I never thought I could enjoy sex so much but I did. He was thoughtful and told me that he would wear a condom so I wouldn't get pregnant or if he doesn't get to pull out on time. He mentioned that some women, not all swallow the "cum" after the man jacks off but to each their own. I have seen women swallow on some of the porn sights I would watch if I was feeling down about myself and told him I wanted to try and swallow and he didn't need to wear the condom. Needless to say I enjoyed it and I have been swallowing ever since that first night with John. He made me feel at ease and was every educational as well as kind. I felt myself falling for him and I knew could never have him for my own.
