Teaser, Flash Fiction
A Date With My First Lover
I adjust my suspender belt and stocking tops. So it’s not too obvious I’m wearing them, and run a comb through my hair…
I check my face in the bathroom mirror and consequently rub away a little of the blusher. Dave and I will be staying in tonight, so no need to overdo my make-up.
“Bye Gill. We will be back at about midnight, but I expect you’ll be in bed by then. Don’t forget to offer that nice lad some of my homemade fruitcake.” Mum bellows up the stairs.
“I won’t, mum. You and dad have a fab time at the cinema.”
My parents like Dave. And why wouldn’t they? He’s only eighteen, with a good job and a nice car already. Not only that, he is also very down to earth. Enjoys football and going out with his mates. Dad likes chatting with him and one Sunday lunchtime even took him down to our local for a beer.
I adjust my suspender belt and stocking tops. So it’s not too obvious I’m wearing them, and run a comb through my hair.
The doorbell rings just as I am going down the stairs.
“Hey Dave. Come on in.”
He looks cute. Blonde hair falling over his forehead a little, and he has on a pair of those trousers that all the boys have been wearing lately.
Dave and I have been dating since last year, and I think it may be love. But I’ve never been in love before, so how would I know? Just had a few crushes.
I definitely fancy him, and he’s really easy to be with, although I don’t get butterflies in my tummy when I look at him. My friend Teresa said you are supposed to — if it’s true love. But, he is my first actual love. You know. The first… and only man I’ve been with sexually. I wouldn’t have done the business, if I didn’t have strong feelings for him.
Dave’s very adventurous too. One night he tied my hands to the bed board while he took me. I actually liked that more than I let on. It felt risky and taboo.
To be honest, he seems to want it all the time. Like now. I can see a definite bulge in his trousers, and we have only just sat down…
But I will add, Dave always takes his time, to make sure I enjoy sex as much as he so obviously does. I do hope we don’t make any stains on the carpet!
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