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HER FIRST TIME : CHAPTER 1 – 10

Then thinking about it, she said “And he is quite good, by the way.”

“So, no, then?” He persisted.

“I said … never mind. Lets change the subject, OK?”

“I bet we would have been very good in bed.” He said, his eyes penetrating, pretending innocence.

“You are terrible, Robby, you know that?”

“Did you ever want to, back in that old Chevy? I have always wondered about that. Wondered if you ever regretted saying no to me all those nights? I wanted it so badly. Did you ever think about saying yes and letting me get into your panties?”

She took a long drink and stared back at him over the rim, her elbows on the table and the glass perched on two hands. “Robby, people will hear.”

“But did you? You can just nod or shake your head.”

She looked at him long and hard. Then slowly, nodded her head. The small smile came slowly, then she blinked her eyes and broke the eye contact, looking down at the table, pretending to brush away a few non-existing crumbs.

“Oh … yessss … I thought about it. I was only human … and so young.”

He smiled with a small satisfaction.

She shook her head as though clearing the cobwebs of memory, smiled at him and said, “Ah well, so long ago … my father was right, I shouldn’t have been going out with you. You were a terribly bad influence, you know.”

“I’ll bet you use things I taught you on your husband, eh?”

She slapped his muscular bicep and blushed anew.

“Stop! What would the nuns say?”

“You had the most wonderful boobs in the whole school, do you remember?”

“Remember? God, I was the first in my class to have boobs and I was embarrassed.”

She paused, staring at him over the rim of the wine glass.

“Then I found out how much you liked them and I started liking them too.”

The waitress filled her wine glass, and she took another sip.

“And you still have the prettiest eyes of anyone I ever knew.”

She smiled softly, and she realized it had been a long time since anyone told her that.

They leaned back and stared at each other while the waitress put their plates in front of them.

“Hot plates, please be careful.” She said.

They ate quietly. She felt his leg press a little closer touching their calves in addition to their knees. She thought the game of footsie was not a threat, and pushed back very tentatively.

He took the encouragement and picked up her hand and squeezed it. She squeezed back in spite of her resolve, then pulled away and pressed her napkin to her lips.

“We should go to a place to dance tonight. Want to?”

“No. I should go upstairs and call my husband, get an early night’s sleep.” She said quickly.

“Going to be a cold night. Shouldn’t we stay close for the body heat?”

“You know better.”

“Gotta check in, huh?”

“No, not like that. Just keeping in touch, letting him know I am safe.”

“Why would he think you weren’t safe?” he laughed quietly.

“Anyway, we can’t go dancing. That would be like a date.”

“Have you forgotten how?”

“No, of course not!”

“Well, then come with me. Keep me out of trouble?”

“You need a keeper, but it isn’t me!” she laughed.

“Would you unbutton your blouse a little?”

“Are you crazy?” She said, again slapping his bicep. “Stop saying things like that.” But inside she felt her nipples crisp at the suggestion.

“I’d just like to see them again. See those well-filled bra cups one more time before I die!”

They laughed together, each remembering nights long ago in the Chevy when she let him take her breasts out of her brassiere.

“Are they still as sensitive as they were in those days? I remember how little it took to make you purr. I mean just playing with them a little made you purr with pleasure.”

“Stop it!” She looked down at her dinner but smiled. Her breasts felt full and tingly with the memory. She was aware that she was moistening between her legs. “But, yes, I was always sensitive there. Still am, yes. But, again it is none of your business!”

She tried to steer the conversation to some safer subject but he persisted. She knew he was getting a little tipsy now. Another bottle of wine appeared and someone was pouring, she thought of covering her glass, but didn’t. The wine warmed her body. At least that is what she blamed it on.

HER FIRST TIME : CHAPTER 1 – 10

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