[Fredox2]

My first was a girl I met at the drugstore where I worked. She was a 18 year old from out of town who was working for part of the summer as a nanny/housekeeper close by. We hit it off and so met later for a coke and conversation and repeated that a few more times over the next couple of weeks. Among the many topics of our conversation was that she had a boyfriend who she wasn't too sure of. She said he kept accusing her of not being a virgin because, and I quote, "when he fingers me he says he can tell." She said she was indeed a virgin and resented his accusations. Added to that, she was thinking about, as she put it, "having intercourse" with him for his birthday.

I was 18. Just hearing a girl talk about sex was enough to get me excited, but she was't otherwise being particularly provocative. We were merely having a good, non-sexual time. She left to go back home -about 180 miles away and we kept in touch.

Toward the end of summer, I was talking a camping trip to Wyoming that would take me through her town and I wrote and told her I'd be there. We arranged to meet at the campground and have dinner together. (I really didn't think I was going to get anywhere, but ever there optimist, I had put three condoms in my pack.)

We ate and then sat around talking for most of the evening. She mentioned the boyfriend again and said that she had decided that she didn't want him to take her virginity. Trying to be funny, I remarked that it was good news for the boys of Watertown that the position was open again. She replied in a very matter of fact tone, " I think I would like to have intercourse with you."

Ah, you know the rest! IT turns out she was more than a little enthusiastic about sex and not at all monogamous. She was back in my town that fall visiting her sister who lived nearby, and we spend much of it fucking. She was my first blowjob at that time as well. The following summer, she was back in town and we met in a park -ostensibly to talk, but I wanted to get laid. When we found a fairly deserted area our hands were all over each other. I had no condom along and told her so, to which she replied, "It's OK, I'm on birth control. I do this with my new boyfriend every Friday"! Throughout her college years, we fucked whenever we were together, in spite of the fact that she had steady boyfriends and ultimately was engaged to one.

Fast forward a few years, and she had gotten married, and I was living in a different city much farther away. I received a chatty letter from her which mentioned among other things, that she had met a really nice fellow who remained her of me. She then added, "I haven't had intercourse with him yet because Daryl (her husband) and I are trying to have a baby."

Clearly, she fucked around, although never again with me. (These days she is a Methodist minister!!)