At one point, she said "Maybe we should have sex."
I almost spat out my beer. Eh? Is she joking or what? I asked her if she was serious. She grinned wickedly, and said "Maybe."
I started to cross my legs. I burbled some crap, and then internally thanked a God I don't believe in. This was brilliant. I agreed, and we agreed to do it. Spontaneously, of course. It had been a while, so I was a bit worried about my snapped banjo string. I wasn't worrying about that for long though, as I was now more than erect. This girl was way out of my league. Turns out she found me more attractive because I was wiser and more confident now. Ace. I walked her home, and stood outside her house with her. We hugged, and then kissed, a lot. That was amazing in itself. Old nerve endings caught fire, and burst into flames. I picked her up off the floor, and held her up as we continued to kiss. Sex rushed through me as I slid my lips down her neck, and ran my hands over her arse and breasts. For pure plesure, this was entirely perfect. She is all woman. I kissed her goodnight and left
We didn't have sex that night. But we weren't far off. More later.