Where it happened: Living Room
Langauge: English
Sex: Male
Rating: 4
Category: Straight
We were introduced to each other by two mutual friends in
college. The initial attraction was electric. She was
gorgeous, petite, Japanese, smart, witty and even laughed
at my jokes. We made small talk for hours that night.
This first meeting was on the evening of the last day of
final exams. Unfortunately, both she and I were to leave
for home the next morning. During the summer, she lived
with her parents in northern California and I with mine in
southern California. There was very little chance that she and I were to see each other over the summer as we both had plans to work full time jobs.
I walked back to my dorm room with my friend, Steve, after
that first meeting and could not stop asking and talking
about Carolyn. I realized that I just had to see her again. My friend informed me that Carolyn was not to return to the University next year (anyway, the following year would be too long to wait). During this conversation, I made the awful realization that I did not ask Carolyn for her phone number. What a terrible mistake that was. I begged my friend to help me get in touch with Carolyn, he finally agreed. Not having means of contacting Carolyn was diving me crazy. Needless to say I had a very restless nights sleep that evening.
The next day my friend called me. He told me that he had
her phone number and that she was expecting me to call. I
was thrilled at the prospect that she just might like to
see me over the summer. I later found out that SteveÆs
friend informed him that I was also the subject of CarolynÆs
conversation after we left her dorm room. My mission now
was to call and arrange a meeting with Carolyn. My greatest
obstacle now was my own insecurity and shyness.
Well, I did make that phone call, and we planned to spend
the 4th of July together. That was the longest month of my
life. I could not wait to see her. I did not anticipate
anything happening in July. At that point in my life, I
made advances on women at a snails pace. Quite frankly, I
was scared to death (probably a Catholic guilt thing). We
were together for four days that July. We kissed, talked,
kissed some more. Our excitement for each other was
intense. But no sex. By the time Carolyn was to return
home, the both of us knew that we could not go on without
seeing each other again, very soon. She was fantastic. I
had never felt so comfortable talking with a woman before. We were together everyday of our visit. From morning to the late hours of the night. Never apart from each other for more than a couple of minutes a day. We made plans for our next rendezvous, my visit to her house the following month.
That day seemed like it would never arrive. I finally found
myself driving the 400 miles to her home. Strangely enough
the time in the car seemed to escape rather quickly. All
of my thoughts were on her. Her smile, eyes, hair, that
delicious perfume, and, oooh her delicate kisses, the soft
touch of her hands and the warmth of her hugs. Soon we
would be together again. That drive was exhausting, but
when I arrived and saw her standing there I was quickly
rejuvenated.
That night we had dinner with her mother and father. Mostly
awkward conversation as I could concentrate on nothing but
CarolynÆs beauty. After dinner she took me to the living
room. We sat on the couch and proceeded to talk, mostly
about how we felt about each other, how happy we were to be
together again. Her lips we so sweet, warm and inviting.
I felt as though I was in a dream. We proceeded to caress
each other, slowly at first. Both of us were eager to
proceed but hesitant to move too fast as her parents were
still watching TV in the next room. My sexual arousal had
never before been higher. Slowly we removed each others
clothing. Even the possibility of her parents coming into
the room was not enough to stop us from exposing our bodies
to each other for the first time. This was very erotic,
very stimulating. I remember thinking to myself, that this
was most incredible. A beautiful and exciting woman was
here in front of me. My mind was reeling from all of the
stimulation and excitement. We had both been mutually
attracted to each other from our first encounter. In short
order, we were both exploring each other with hands, feet,
tongues, lips. Without a word we both knew that there was
no turning away our feelings. Looking deep into each others
eyes we made passionate love.
This first experience was full of desire, passion and best
of all, love. Even though we have not been together for
years, I think of her nearly every day. Passions of
yesterday dissipate slowly. May I never forget her.
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