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Seeking shelter in a storm leads to unintended infidelity.
You made up some excuse like you'd get to play poker with the guys on the team, that we'd have plenty of nights to go out. I wanted to kill you, I was so pissed. So, I'm at home, fuming, when Craig dropped by asking for help with Calculus, so I was happy not to be thinking about you blowing me off. I really got into explaining the formulas, letting him lean closer against me when he kissed me." She looked down at her hands, "I let him. Hell, I would have let anyone kiss me I felt so mad." She looked at that angry face, "You know what happened."
"No, I don't. What is it with girls, anyway? 'We kissed, one thing led to another.' I'm sorry, what thing led to what? First, you made the choice to let him kiss you, I got that. Then what? What did the kiss lead to?"
Sherry felt like crying, in fact, she had to blot tears carefully so as to not ruin her mascara. "It led to this boy stroking my back, telling me how strange it was that I'd be alone on a Saturday night. It led to his hands under my tee shirt, then on my breasts. I was alone, so I didn't bother with a bra. I don't remember if I took off my shirt, or he did, but he was playing with my breasts, sucking on my nipples..." She tried to stop the tears but couldn't. "You know what happened." She said angrily.
"No, I don't. I'm waiting for you to say he raped you, or at least held you down...or that you willingly opened your legs."
"He didn't force me. I don't know how my jeans got undone, but I had to have helped, then he started fingering me." She looked at Peter, no longer crying, "I'm sorry, but you'd never done that and I wanted him to stop...to keep going. I even grabbed his wrist to push him away, but it felt so good, I held his hand against me." She put her head in her hands, then looked up. "Yes, I let him pull off my jeans. I saw his cock and I lay back and opened my legs. I actually guided him in. I'm sorry, I wish it never happened."
Peter looked at his girlfriend and sighed, "Ok, Fuck! Stupid me. I just wanted to know."
"Wait, ask me if I enjoyed it." Sherry looked at Peter, "I didn't. It hurt. A lot. And it lasted about 30 seconds."
"Really? Or are you just saying that?" Peter asked.
"No, I'm being 100% honest. He just shoved his cock inside me and came. That was it. He pulled out, kissed me on my forehead, pulled on his pants, thanked me for the Calculus help and left." She started to cry again, "I lost my virginity, and that's how I'll always remember it."
Peter hugged her close, but then suddenly stood up, "Wait, the night I played poker? That fucker!"
"What? Who? Craig? What did you think of?" The girl looked up
"Shit, I'm such a fucking idiot. I was played, you were played...we were played." He stopped and pulled Sherry to her feet, "Kyle came up to me that Friday and asked if I'd want to fill in for Craig. He said Craig had a meeting with a recruiter, or coach or something and playing with four would suck." After rubbing his face roughly, he looked at the only girl he ever loved, "I'm sorry. What happened was my fault. I was so eager to be invited to play poker with the cool kids, I thought you'd understand, but Craig knew you'd be pissed. I wonder how many other girls he used the same ploy on." He kissed his girlfriend hard, "God, I'm so sorry. Wait, do you really have a tattoo, a heart?" He watched as she held up a finger and stood in front of him.
"You have no idea how often I wanted to show you this." She said.
The boy watched intently, knowing he was about to see, touch, taste what he'd been longing to get at for years.
Sherry dropped her dress to the floor, then reached behind and unclipped her bra. She felt a pleasant tightness in her stomach as she pulled down her slip and stood in front of the boy in her white thong. She then slowly pulled that down her legs then stood back up proudly.
Peter looked at the little pink heart.