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A Polaroid of Kristina, Part 2
Date: 11/6/2014, Categories: First Time, Author: Oncearunner1974, Rating: 5, Source: LushStories
feeling of being wanted by someone whom I myself found amazingly attractive. It was a breaking of chains of a tight, too-small ego. It was a liberation. I had to find a way to tell her that she hadn’t made me unhappy. “No, Kristina. It was wonderful. I’m just a little… It’s just that I... You see… I’ve never…” I couldn’t get the words out that I was scared because it was my first time. I hadn’t wanted to admit to her that I was a virgin, even though I was almost certain that she had to know. But it also occurred to me that if she mistakenly thought I did have experience that I would be more likely to disappoint her, because she would have some expectation of skill. “Oh, I see,” she answered. (In retrospect I realize how kind she was being to me in pretending that she did not already know.) “Then this will be a great privilege for me, and a great responsibility, not to be taken lightly.” She paused, her hand still on mine, and she squeezed my hand gently before continuing. “Are you still sure? You would not prefer to wait for a real girlfriend in college?” My heart sank a little bit, but even as I felt the pang of disappointment that she would not be considering herself my girlfriend, the absurdity of the notion struck me. It’s not as if we could date. My parents would kill me, and probably her. And as soon as the disappointment crashed over me and washed away, elation at what we were about to do overcame me, helped along by the liberating feeling of having come clean to her ...