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Based on a post  by a u guy86, in 3 parts. Listen to the ► Podcast at My First Time.

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The
entire walk home, Ashley was smiling like a little girl on Christmas
morning, holding Michael’s arm and walking as close to him as she could.
Michael, on the other hand, was a nervous wreck. Antonio’s advice for
him to be his normal dorky self had worked, but had it worked too well?
Questions began to race through his mind. What if she invited him in?
What if she invited him to bed with her? How would she react when he
told her of his lack of experience? If she did want to sleep with him,
he didn’t dare try to hide the fact that he was a virgin; no way would
that end well. Sighing mentally, he decided he’d just have to play it by
ear and hope for the best.

“I… had such a great time with you,” Michael said as they approached her door.

“Me too,” Ashley agreed. “And… well, it’s still kinda early.”

“Uh… y-yeah?”

Throwing
caution to the wind, Ashley leaned forward and planted a long and
sensuous kiss on Michael’s lips. By the end of it, her tongue had found
his for the first time, to both of their delights.

“Why don’t you come in and stay a while?” she asked as they parted.

“But… wouldn’t Liz mind?”

“Liz
already told me she’ll be gone ‘til tomorrow. We have the place to
ourselves.” Sensing his hesitation, she continued, “Michael, believe me
when I say that I swore at the start of the night this wouldn’t happen.
No matter how well tonight went… I had no intention of inviting you in
after one date. Yet, here we are, and I don’t want the night to end. No
pressure, no expectations, I just… I want to spend more time with you. I
mean, it is Valentine’s Day, after all, and I do consider you my Valentine.”

“Now who’s the cheesy one?” Michael laughed. “I’d love to spend more time with you tonight, but only if you’re sure.”

Another peck on the lips, and Ashley said, “Positive.”

Taking
Michael’s hand, Ashley practically dragged him into the apartment and
locked the deadbolt behind her. She then took Michael’s suit jacket from
him, hanging it on the back of a chair at the breakfast nook. Before
long, she had kicked off her shoes and plopped down on the sofa.

“Come on,” Ashley beckoned, patting the seat next to her. “I don’t bite.”

Michael
smirked at this, discarding his own shoes and loosening his tie a bit.
As soon as his ass touched the sofa cushion, Ashley was already hanging
on him, running her fingers through his hair and moving her hand to his
thigh. Still, he tried to play it cool and have no assumptions about her
intentions.

“Did… you wanna watch a movie or something?” Michael asked.

Smiling, Ashley gave a few playful kisses to Michael’s cheek before replying, “Is that really what you want us to do tonight?”

“I… I-I um…”

Michael
was slowly losing control of his mental capabilities, and Ashley damn
well knew it. After he had driven her crazy on the dance floor, seducing
her without even realizing it, she was determined to do the same.
Turning up the heat, she leaned closer to Michael and kissed his lips
longingly. He was powerless to stop her as she pushed him to lie back
long ways on the sofa. The feeling of her lithe body on top of his was
almost too much to bear.

“Ashley…” he moaned.

Looking
deep into his eyes, she said, “Michael, I can’t tell you how into you I
am. I know this sounds insane, and I don’t want you to think I’m slutty
or anything, but… I want you to stay the night. Unless you absolutely
don’t want to, I have no intention of letting you leave until tomorrow.”

Michael’s face twisted a bit at this. “Of course I want to be here with you! But why would you think I’d think you’re slutty?”

Snorting a bit, Ashley replied, “Come on, Michael. Here I am, throwing myself at you after one date. How is that not slutty?”

Maintaining eye contact, he asked, “Do you respect yourself and your standards?”

“Of course! I would never even consider inviting a guy in or certainly sleeping with him under normal circumstances.”

“And what makes you consider doing that?”

“Basically…
he has to be boyfriend material. I mean… look, I’m gonna be honest with
you, Michael. I’ve been pretty stupid around men in the past, sleeping
with them while knowing they aren’t even close to being boyfriend
material. I guess I thought I could change them. Like I said, I was
stupid back then. But now, I know I have to fall for a guy because of
who and what he is before I’d even think of sleeping with him. I don’t
just hop into bed with any guy I meet, not anymore.”

Michael grinned. “Sounds like the opposite of slutty to me.”

Kissing him once more, Ashley replied, “You sure know how to pay a girl a compliment. You sure you’re not the one seducing me?”

“Hey, you’re the one who called me ‘boyfriend material’ a moment ago.”

“I certainly did not call you boyfriend
material!” Ashley said, feigning offense. “I merely stated that any man
I’d consider sleeping with had to fall into that category. Nothing
more.”

“Gotcha. So I’m not boyfriend material,” Michael replied with a smartass grin.

“You know damn well you are,” Ashley sighed, running her fingers along his cheek. “Most genuine guy I’ve ever met.”

“After one date?” Michael asked, still a bit in awe of the situation.

“Michael,
you weren’t afraid to be yourself out there, even with the real you
being a big dork. To me, there’s nothing more attractive than that sort
of confidence. It makes me want to make you my big dork, and
nobody else’s.” Kissing him again, Ashley began to grind her hips along
his obvious erection. “Hmm, something’s got you going down there, eh?”

Panicking
a moment at how quickly things were progressing, Michael managed to
pull back. “Ashley, wait. There’s… there’s something you deserve to know
before we go any further.”

“Aw, is this your first time?” she
asked playfully. Though she had been teasing, the look of terror spread
across his face told her the truth. “Oh my god… this really is your first time, isn’t it?”

“Yeah,” he sighed, bracing for the worst.

“That’s… fantastic!”

“Wait, what?”

“Michael,
you have no idea how nerve-wracking it is for us gals, trying to figure
out if a guy is for real or not. So many guys are out to use any trick
in the book to get into our panties. But the one trick those guys don’t
use is the virgin trick; no guy I’ve ever met would lie about being a
virgin. There’s plenty that would lie about not being a virgin,
but never the other way around. Hearing you say that… it’s comforting,
in a way. I know you’d never try to trick me or anything like that, if
that makes any sense.”

“So… you’re not gonna kick me out?” Michael asked.

“Hell
no.” Remembering his religious upbringing, Ashley continued, “Listen, I
don’t ever want to pressure you into something that you aren’t
comfortable with or that you’d feel wrong about. If you need to leave,
I’m cool with that; I’d still want to see you again. If all you want to
do is sleep, that’s perfectly fine, too. But if you’re interested in
turning in your V-card… I’m more than willing.”

Michael’s mouth
dried up at this. He didn’t necessarily share his parents’ views that
sex should only occur within a marriage. Still, he had always known he
only wanted to lose his virginity to someone special, someone that he
could trust implicitly. Was Ashley that person? A small part of him was
still terrified that this might be a setup, but the look in Ashley’s
eyes was slowly eroding that fear. He wanted to trust her, no matter how
much the logical side of his brain told him not to. Taking a deep
breath, Michael Goldman decided to take a leap of faith.

“I want to.”

Without
a word, Ashley stood from the sofa and pulled Michael to his feet,
leading him to her bedroom. A pair of blue lava lamps in either corner
emitted a soft glow, and the décor reflected Ashley’s true gamer girl
personality. A pair of plush toys, Pikachu and Yoshi, stood guard atop
her bed, her computer screensaver depicted Princess Peach and Princess
Daisy, and her TV in the corner had both a Super Nintendo and a N64
plugged into it.

“Retro. Very nice,” Michael remarked, nodding his approval.

“Sometimes,
the old ways are best,” Ashley agreed with a smirk. Melting