I believed that I would wait to have sex until marriage. That was until she started to seduce me. Me, 22, devoutly religious (at least I was), and a virgin. Her, 30, a co-worker, and in her words, a total slut.
Truth is, I asked her out. She played all coy and shy, but she’s really totally in control. We went on a date and she wore way way less than at work - I had an erection when I picked her up. During our date her hand would slip on my thigh a lot and I had to push her away (in part because I creamed myself…). I told her I was a virgin and I liked to take it slow, but she was having none of that. She said it meant she should be responsible for teaching me.
In the car, I tried to keep her hand out of my lap, and when I got to her place, she begged me to let her blow me. I kept saying no. But then she said she wouldn’t leave my car until she did. It was hard to say no to that. She blew me and I came in like five seconds. But then I had come all over my pants. She told me to come into her building to borrow some other clothes. I should have never said yes to that but I did.
That night we didn’t have sex but she kept trying. I finally escaped and figured I wouldn’t see her again. But then a funny thing happened. I learned that my father, the most righteous man I’d ever met, had been cheating on my mom with her sister. It fucked up my family. And, in a way, got me laid, because this was maybe three or four days later from that date, and so I called her up and asked if I could come over. She sent back this photo and told me she was waiting.
My first few times with her were less than special, but she was patient with me and taught me. And am I ever glad she did. Because sex is awesome!