I opened the box, revealing my silver bullet vibrator I kept hidden in there. I think I would just die of embarrassment if my family ever found it.Wha... if I did just go out? Get drunk, leave the club with someone, anyone! It doesn’t matter when your so intoxicated you can barley walk. Right? At least then I could lose my virginity.I pulled off my t-shirt revealing my braless tits. They are small and perky, is that what boys like? My friends say so but they all have huge boobs. I moved the box. It was nine o’clock on New Year’s Eve. I had Jefferson Starship blasting through the bar loudspeakers. “Did you see the weather forecast for tonight, honey?” she asked, taking off her mittens and hat and brushing the snow off them. “No, why? Are we supposed to get a lot?” I asked. I had a vague sense of where this was going. Her grin was giving her away. “Over a foot, they said, with another few inches tomorrow,” she laughed. She loved storms, all kinds. # # # I’d started working at the bar a. I turned in time to see him standing in the doorway an amused grin on his face.“More whiskey?” he said.I drank it down straight shuddering slightly as the liquid burned my throat.“Come here.” He said finally.I couldn’t move, I was rooted leaning against the counter.“Ok,” he said shrugging his shoulders as he walked towards me, “I’ll come to you.”He stood only a breath away and gently grasped my chin in his hand. “I’ve wanted to do this for so long.” he said just before his mouth closed over. She leaned in, took his face in her hands, and kissed him full and deep. He returned her kiss and they fed from each other as if they were starving. She straightened back up, breathing heavily and he pulled her close and buried his face in her cleavage, breathing in the clean smell of her body wash and, underneath that, the seductive scent of her arousal. She slowly lowered to her knees in front of him. She reached out and replaced his hand on his cock with hers and leaned forward and.