Last Summer
by Jennifer Green ©
Last summer, I got a job in a real estate office. It was a fun job,
they were the marketing office for an expensive condominium complex. I
would help out around the office, answer phones, type letters, and
anything else they needed me to do.

I was nineteen years old, and still a virgin, although I was very
curious about sex. But I grew up in a very conservative family and
they told me to wait.

The boss there was a very handsome married man in his early thirties.
I had heard some rumors about him, it seems he was a bit of a flirt,
but he didn't seem that bad to me. In fact, I seemed to find myself
blushing every time he was around. One day he called me into his
office to do some paperwork. He looked at me very closely, and asked
how old I was.

"Nineteen."

"Could you stay late tonight to help me get a project done?"

"Sure."

We worked a little late that night, and afterward he dropped me off at
home so I wouldn't have to walk late at night. I only lived about half
a mile from the office. I was still living with my parents while I
went to junior college. When we got to my house, he asked me if I had
a boyfriend.

"No."

"Do you want one?" I was too surprised to answer, but I blushed again
and started to really feel my head spin.

He laughed and said "I'll see you tomorrow, Kim." I thanked him for
the ride and got out of his car.

Over the next few days he seemed to find ways to get me alone with
him. I really didn't want to get involved with a married man, but I
found I couldn't stop thinking about him, and I really wondered what
it would be like to kiss him. He had these beautiful blue eyes and
brown wavy hair. Sometimes just seeing him come into the office made
me a little dizzy. I knew he was married, and I knew I shouldn't be
thinking like this, but I couldn't help it.

One afternoon, my intercom at my desk buzzed. It was Rick. "Kim, would
you come into my office please."

I answered, "I'll be right in" and went inside. He stood up, and
closed the door behind him. He asked me if I realized how pretty I
was, and how much I was distracting him. "Well, you're kind of
distracting too," I said.

"Would you mind terribly if I am completely honest with you?"

"No, of course not."

"I can't seem to get you out of my mind. I think...well...would you
like to go to dinner with me sometime?"

"Yes I would, but my parents would kill me if they found out."

"My wife would kill me."

I laughed, and he said "Well, it'll be a secret, O.K.?"

I smiled and said, "O.K."

"I'll pick you up at 7:00 tomorrow night."

"O.K."

I walked out of his office, feeling like I was walking on a cloud, and
could hardly concentrate the rest of the day.

When he picked me up in his black car, I was so nervous at first I
could hardly talk. He talked all about his business, and his family,
and he said his wife was a real estate agent and worked a lot of
hours. They had one son in high school, and also a dog. He seemed very
happy just to have me listen, but I was really too shy to talk much.
We went to a fancy restaurant somewhere, he let me order wine and the
waiter didn't even ask for my I.D. I started to feel very grown up and
the wine helped me relax a bit.

He started to ask me questions, what was I studying in school, did I
ever have a boyfriend, what my family was like, and we had a pretty
nice time once I relaxed. He was a very friendly man, once you got to
know him, and put me at ease. When we were finished with dessert, he
said let's go for a walk along the river. I said O.K. and we did, and
it was getting a little cold so he let me wear his jacket. At the end
of the night he kissed me good night very sweetly on the cheek. He
took my hand, and said, "Thank you for being with me."

At work the next day he was all business, but he did call me at my
desk the day after that and asked if he could see me again. I said
O.K., really I couldn't help it, I think I was getting a crush on him,
and we went out again. This happened a few more times, we would go out
to dinner, and talk, and maybe go somewhere afterwards, just talking.
Gradually I got used to being with him.

One night a few weeks later after dinner, we both had a couple of
glasses of wine, he asked if I would like to go back to one of the
model condos and talk for awhile. I said fine, knowing that he was
probably going to do more than talk. I really didn't care at that
point, I was tired of being a virgin and really liked being with him,
and I would do anything I could to be around him.

This model was beautifully furnished, a really a nice one. He drew the
curtains, turned down the lights, and asked me if I wanted to see the
bedroom. I was getting really nervous again, but he said "Don't worry,
I don't bite."

I walked in to the bedroom behind him, and he said sit down. I sat on
the bed, and just looked at him. He took my hand and said, "Kim, you
must know I have very strong feelings for you. Have you ever done this
before?"

"No, but I want to."

"Would you like to with me?"

"Yeah, I guess so."

"I don't want to pressure you, and I want you to be comfortable."

"No, I really want to."

"O.K."

Then he kissed me, very gently, his mouth felt very warm and soft. He
started slowly to unbutton my blouse, and very gently started rubbing
my breasts, and then took off his shirt. His chest was very handsome
and tan, and I really was getting turned on. He told me we could stop
at any time, and he would use protection, so I had nothing to worry
about.

He was very gentle and slow, and started whispering to me, "Oh your
legs are so soft and sweet. Oh you feel so wonderful." Before you knew
it, he had me completely undressed. I was lying on my back, and he was
undressed. I had never seen a man's hard cock before, and I was a
little scared, but he said, "Don't worry, sweetie, I'll be gentle." He
spent a long time rubbing and stroking between my legs, I was getting
very tingly there. Then he put a condom on, and told me to spread my
legs and put them around his back.

He started to go inside me, and it was very tight and hurt for a
moment, then it started to feel really, really good. He started
pushing his cock into me, very gently, and telling me, "Oh God you
feel so sexy and warm." I was very turned on, and it was amazing -- a
man was inside me for the very first time! I was very excited, and
after awhile I felt him cum inside me. My heart was beating really
fast.

I sort of calmed down after awhile, and he gently came out of me, took
off the condom, and then hugged me. He asked, "Are you O.K.?"

"Yeah, that felt good."

He hugged me and we laid there and talked for awhile, and just were
close, and then he said "Well, I'd better get you home. By that time I
had moved out into an apartment with some roommates, but I still
didn't want to stay out too late.

He kept seeing me all that summer. One time after dinner we were back
in the model condo, and he brought a can of whipped cream with him. He
said he wanted to put it on me and lick it off. I thought that would
be fun, so we go undressed, pulled down the sheets. He had the lights
on very low. He kind of stared at me, and smiled. He looked very
handsome and sexy in the low lights. He put the whipped cream on my
nipples, and then said open your legs. I did, and he put some between
my legs. Then he very slowly licked it off me, all over, and when he
was done, he didn't stop licking between my legs until I had an
orgasm. This was the first time a man did that to me, and it felt
really great.

Then he said try some on him. So I did, he laughed when I put some on
his nipples, and then all over his hard cock. I slowly teased him with
my tongue, and kissed him first on his chest, and then licked and
sucked his cock until he said "O.K. you'd better stop now." He put me
on my back and made love to me again, and it felt great.

We went out all summer and he wanted to keep seeing me in the fall,
but I had to break it off. I really liked him, but didn't want to get
too hung up on a married man. I have another boyfriend now, a student
a year ahead of me in college. Rick was a very sweet, handsome older
man though, and I'm very glad I got to know him. Don't tell my parents
though!