“I’m Kaleb, by the way.” “Jess.” We shake hands. His grip is warm and not too tight. I’m somewhat thrown by his adorable presence in my ...itchen. “Can I, uh, get you anything to drink?” I ask. “I think I might’ve brought something over.” I open the fridge and much to my dismay, find it to be completely empty. Damn, I’d left the boxes of groceries at my other place. Kaleb grins. “I’m good, but thanks.” I close the refrigerator door, embarrassed. “Sorry,” I mumble, “I thought. . .” He gives. In my naiveté and lack of experience, I had never met a man who could make my body respond in the passionate ways that this practical stranger had with mere touches. I finally made my way over to my friend and told her ‘I’d really like to fuck him right now.’ Her response? ‘Do it!’ I laughed it off then, but on our way home, she took me to his house. I can still remember the taste of spearmint gum on his lips as he kissed me that first time. I guess he had thoughtfully decided that the taste. We sat there on the couch chatting about the good old days remembering some of the things that had happened at our old house. It wasn't long before it was dark outside and we were over half way through our second bottle and feeling no pain. Mom said that she needed to get out of her hot sweaty clothes but just sat there and continued to talk until bottle two was empty. Finally, getting up she got the third bottle and told me to open it while she changed.Personally, I thought we had enough but. ‘Hey.’ I answered back. ‘You mind if I take a break here with you?’ ‘You can stay here with me, but you won’t be taking a break.’ With that, Gigi spread her legs wide open to reveal her smooth, shaved pussy. I got down on the blanket with Gigi and put my body between her legs. We exchanged kisses while I undressed myself. I kissed her lips, breasts and nipples as I stripped myself down to my socks. As I sucked on her right nipple, Gigi pulled each of my socks off with her toes. The warm sun.