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The characters sexualized in the story are all 18 or older.
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I had just finished my first date with Sandy. It was so amazing, experiencing pleasure and intimacy with her.
As I drove back to my dorm, I found that I was happy. That things hadn't been weird, or awkward, that both of us enjoyed ourselves and that we parted knowing that we weren't through with our experiment. As it was Sunday, I went back and crashed in my dorm until it was time for breakfast to be served.
Sandy and I met after class on Monday. "How did Brian handle things?" I asked, rather nervously.
"Let's just say that after I briefed him, we debriefed each other and yesterday was a great day for us. He's doing fine, and frankly pleased me better than he has in a while."
"So then this win win win appears to be working," I opined, with more than a little skepticism in my tone. I suspect. "For my part, I have been walking on clouds for the last two days. Hoping nobody asks me why I am happy. So what's next for us?"
"We can get together either Thursday night or Saturday again. Do either work better for you?" she asked.
"I can do either, but late at night is better on Saturday. I have a morning class on Friday. I had an idea, do you like Szechuan Chinese food? The China Restaurant has great food. But it's not near the condo. Thoughts?"
"Never had Szechuan, totally open to it. Let's do Saturday. That will give us more time. If I didn't know better, I would think you are really into this," She winked.
"Just trying to make it less awkward. and so far it is working for me, how about you?"
"Can I be honest, and can you handle me talking about my sex life with Brian? You can say no," she whispered. I nodded ok.
"You made me feel like a schoolgirl, almost like a virgin. It was so sweet. I felt so freaking loved. The whole time. Then Brian got so horny when I was telling him what we did, that he became very dominant and I loved that too. He wanted to show me that he owned me, and he needed to mark his territory. I have hickeys and bite marks. He came in me 4 times in one night. That is so different. Lately he has been one and done. Now he is supercharged. Best part, he really didn't mention your name or talk about what we had done. He just upped his game as if you were in a competition. It's so interesting."
I must have had a weird look on my face.
"You ok honey?" she asked.
"Yeah. I am. I just need you to know that I am not trying to compete for your love. Your love belongs to him. I so appreciate our experiment, but if things get too competitive, I will pull the plug. And thank you for being so open about things. I know that has to be hard for both of you," I offered, "I am curious, what are you thinking for our next few lessons? I mean, I feel like I am miles ahead of where I was, but not quite at the goal yet. What do you think?"
"We definitely need to deal with your virginity. We need to experience some positions. We need to teach you how to be dominant, when that is required. We need to talk about seduction. Do those sound like good topics?" she asked..
"I'm all in! Saturday pick you up at the condo at 6pm? We'll head to The China Restaurant on 71st. Dress for a nice dinner date."
That week, Sandy and I finished our school project and turned it in. We both felt like we had done well. so that was a big load off of our academic shoulders.
That Wednesday, my parents informed me that they were coming for the weekend. They lived three hours away and would often come to Tulsa to shop and to take me out to dinner which I never minded. So... I had to tell them that I had a date on Saturday evening and could only be with them during the day.
I forgot to tell Sandy about my parents' visit, until Friday after class. and neither one of us thought very much about it. On Saturday I went to get breakfast with my folks and did some shopping with them. They even bought me an outfit for my date, so that was nice. Then at 4:00 I separated from them to go get ready.
By the time I met Sandy at the condo, it was close to 6 and we had a 6:30 reservation at the restaurant. I looked pretty good, but she was stunning in a dress that showed a little more leg and a little more cleavage than I had anticipated, but no complaints from me. It was supposed to rain, so we each had a jacket just in case. So we headed to the restaurant.
As we pulled into the parking lot, I noticed that my parents car was already parked. I told Sandy and she said it would be no problem. I pointed to her ring finger and she said not to worry, and that we could handle it. I let her lead. As we were seated, I saw no evidence of my parents so I started to calm down, but the hair on the back of my neck stood up. Dinner was delicious, and spicy. Sandy loved the thrice-cooked lamb that was their specialty. Then as our meal was ending, my parents noticed us sitting at our table. They stopped by, and greeted us. I noticed my mom immediately focusing on Sandy's wedding band. So I took the bull by the horns.
"Mom and Dad, this is my project partner, Sandy. Sandy, mom and dad," I started.
"Nice to meet you Sandy," my dad said. Mom was silent.
"Rob and I have been partnered on a school project this whole semester. He and I have helped each other in Dr. Wainwright's compiler construction class, where we had to work together every week. We finished our project and we were out celebrating," Sandy explained.
They got the hint. And they left us alone as they went to pay their bill. After they were gone completely out of the restaurant, we laughed our asses off. It could have been such a crisis, but we played it well. Even if they thought there was some hanky panky going on, they said nothing.