After a few minutes trying to console me he suggested we go for a walk along a nearby lake to talk in person. He would pick me up in a few minutes. We...didn’t say much on the drive to the lake, he basically listened to me cry. When we got out of the car, he hugged me and said Tim was a jerk and whatever happened, he was sure it was Tim’s fault. I think that was the first real hug a boy had given me. That hug felt good. At the end of our walk, I asked Chris if he wanted to go to the movies next. I had been going to the broken down shabby old restaurant for a couple of days in a row now, it was perfect for what I wanted to do, never any people between four and five except for me and the brown haired waitress that always tried to get may attention when I was there.I had indulged in some causal flirting so far, stringing her along to give me a free beer with my early dinner and it seemed that she had been anticipating me because I noticed straight away that the dumb little thing had more. I guess Kristen really did get fucked good. She was feeling a little sore and could feel a lot of cum dripping down her stockings. We got to the room and it was already past midnight we both crashed on the bed. I didn't even clean up or change out of my clothes. You dozed off right away and me shortly after. I guess we both were beat. Both with smiles on our faces.But just when I thought it was over. I heard a soft knock on the door. I thought to myself, what now, someone really did crash into. I knew that under the right circumstances, I could really get to like this man.He asked me if I would stay with him at the wedding. He sure had a way with words. Before leaving the wedding, he kissed me, not once, but twice. He was a gentleman and never mentioned about going any further that night, which made me respect him.He asked for my phone number and I had no problem giving it to him. He sent me flowers at work the following Monday. I couldn't have been happier. We began dating a couple.