The next afternoon I met him at his parent's house. He led me in the back door. He said no one was home except his friend who was in the shower. I could hear the water running. It was weird to me, to think that, that friend was probably thinking about us doing it. The house had a very homey feel to it. You know, a woman's touch. A mom like me. And here I was banging her son. Speaking of the age difference, I found out I used to drive past him at his middle school when I was already a mom of two kids. Yeah. Let that sink in. That's the 1/2 +7 rule at work for ya. One half of my age is 14, plus 7 is 21. He was just barely fuckable. But if anyone is going to be fucked its me. Because I am inexperienced and timid at this point.
We climb two flights of stairs to a small room with a twin bed. I am always the most confident of my physical appearance when I'm first pregnant for two reasons. #1 I lose weight from morning sickness and #2 The cute little round bump fills out the part of my torso that's been stretched too much from previous pregnancies, so it all looks just perfect. I lay on his bed. Confident. Beautiful. Nervous. Aaron gently got on top of me. Kissing me with the same slow kiss from last night. There's nothing to say. We just did. And when we've done enough kissing he backs off and we both begin to remove our clothes. His face is of an average 21 year old; but his ripped abs were those of a soldier who just spent too many days in the hot dessert.
This next part of the memory I wish I could redo. I wish I could go back in time and lavish his cock with all the worship it deserved. But you see, this was only the second penis I'd ever seen, so I didn't know. I didn't know that this was one of the finest cocks in the eastern seaboard. I didn't know that it's large girth and straight eight or nine inches weren't what all cocks looked like. So when he pulled it out and then began to unravel a condom onto it I looked away. I was embarrassed to look. Like that was something private that someone does to a private part of their body when no one is looking. Now I'll gladly do the unrolling for a man. Things have changed. I've changed.
He pushes aside my pink thong and slides in slowly. I look him in the eyes and slowly suck in my breath. He begins thrusting and fondles my hormone induced gigantic breasts. I touch his chest and admire his body. He cums right away. That's what happens when you spend a year deprived of women but filled with fantasy. Amazingly he keeps going. Waiting for me to cum I suppose but I have no intentions. My fantasy has been fulfilled. I had enjoyed the intimate touch of another man. So our love-making was like a porn out-take. After a few minutes of pumping I asked if he had cum and he indicated that he had and was just waiting for me to and I said that no-no-I was good. That was great. Thanks. At which point he lay there and I lay on his chest. If you haven't picked up by now, blog post #4, cuddling is very important to me. The most important part of the whole thing. So I'm glad he did it. We made small talk. I said lame things like, "my brother is in the army," which is the equivalent of "I know a black person." It was very difficult for me to find something to say that didn't implicate my life as a wife and mom. I did tell him that he was only the second guy I'd ever been with. He was incredulous.
Then we got dressed and went downstairs. At the door he threw out the condom (why was he still holding it?) and I threw out my mapquest directions to his house. (it's thoroughness like this is why I haven't gotten caught). We hugged and I asked if we could be Facebook friends. He said yes. I think this was important to me because he was "my first" so I needed a minimum amount of a relationship. We hugged and said goodbye.
Over the weekend I fantasized about him a lot; even emailed to say I was available to meet again if he wanted. (He never responded). On his Facebook he had a lot of girls chatting him up. That's when I decided that Facebook was a good way of verifying a person because his wall matched the guy I experienced. I knew it wasn't healthy to get a crush on a NSA partner so I started looking for another to meet right away. I pined after Aaron for a long time to come though. About a year later I finally deleted him and made him a part of my past.