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that first time pt 1
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that first time pt 1 It was finally time to put up or shut up. The first time. Together. Alone. In a room. Not having breakfast or talking in a parking lot. She got there first, hoping for the best, not sure really what to expect. They both wanted it to happen, she knew that. It was that uncertainty, the step into the unknown. She waited for him, wearing a particular gray t-shirt she knew he liked, and nothing else. There was a knock at the door, and when she let him inside, he grabbed her and kissed her hard, like he hadn't been able to do before. Somehow they got the door shut before anybody saw what they might get up to. Pressed against his jeans, she could feel the outline of his cock, already rock hard and ready to go. He had warned her that he'd be smelly and sweaty, and sure enough, he smelled like he'd spent the morning at a gun range. (His exact words were "I'll probably smell like a goat", but she knew the smell of black powder). She prodded him and pushed him to the shower, insisting on it. That was probably the fastest shower he ever took in his life! Suddenly he appeared at the foot of the bed, with only a t-shirt (that she'd probably try and steal afterwards) and a pair of boxers between her and what she'd been chasing after for years. As she reached out to touch his leg and pull him closer, she tried to do the quick math in her head and remember what year they had first met in, and laughed when she couldn't remember. He pulled her head back by her hair, and he asked her why the laughter? She just smiled and said she'd tell him later. "Kiss me now. Hard. Again." And he did. Over and over again. She couldn't get enough of it, and neither could he. They hadn't been able to kiss like this in public ever. He finally got on the bed with her, touching her neck, grabbing her by the shoulders, pulling her close to feel her against him. She could see it in his eyes when they finally made full body contact, the one word that was banging back and forth in his brain "BOOBS! BOOBS! BOOBS!" She just smiled to herself and pressed harder against him. |
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Yes BOOBS !
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.... so, mental note... get grey t-shirt & gun powder/goat cologne... 
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No no no no ...... I'VE got the grey tshirt -- you should know that LOL
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