different way, something that, she could only vaguely understand.
In some ways she did want to be like Beth. She wanted to be a sensuous person. She just didn't want to flaunt it quite the way that Beth did. So being told that she wasn't like Beth caused her to have a mixed reaction.
Still, the comment did put her more at ease with Dave, and when once again after about fifteen minutes he asked if she wanted to leave, she agreed to go with him.
In his car Lisa could feel excitement begin to rise within her as she realized that he was taking her back to his own apartment. The thought crossed her mind that she should protest, but something else made her remain quiet.
'Here we are,' he said, pulling up in front of a small, modern house.
'You live here?'
'For about two more days,' he replied, looking at her with a curious expression.
'What happens then?' she asked, suddenly not sure she wanted to know the answer.
'I'm moving.' There was a short, empty silence after he spoke.
'Not just across town, I take it,' Lisa said, trying to keep her voice light. Why should I care? she asked herself, knowing at the same time that for some reason she did care.
'No, not just across town.'
Lisa had a few minutes alone while Dave fixed her a drink, and during that time she managed to come to terms with what was on her mind. Maybe it would be better this way, she thought, since there would be no entanglements afterwards.
Afterwards?
It shocked her to realize that she had already made up her mind. She was going to lose her virginity here, tonight. No more waiting.
Dave came back with the drink, and for a while they listened to music in silence. The living room was fairly small, but it was comfortable, and the couch was extremely large and wide. Probably for just this purpose, Lisa mused to herself, taking a long pull from her drink.
Between the three daiquiris she had had at the party and the drink she was having now, Lisa was becoming marginally drunk. Not enough to lose control, but more than enough to help her lose some of her inhibitions. In fact, by the time she finished the drink he had given her and had started on a second, she was feeling positively aggressive.
He hadn't touched her yet, but Lisa could tell that he was waiting for the right moment. She decided to help him out.
'Dave,' she said after another large gulp from her drink, 'I have a question for you.'
'Sure. Fire away.'
'You want to fuck me, don't you?'
He almost choked on his drink.
'Well…'
'Would you still want to if I told you I was a virgin?' she asked, holding her breath as she waited for his reaction.
'What do you mean?'
'I mean I've never made it with anybody.'
'That's hard to believe,' he said, keeping his voice low and friendly so she wouldn't mistake it for a criticism of her.
'But it's the truth.'
He reached out an arm and put it around her shoulders. Lisa felt a shiver run through her body at his touch, but she found herself leaning firmly against his shoulder, enjoying the contact with his strong, hard body.
Without saying anything else, Dave got up and led bet into the bedroom. There, his arm still around her shoulders, he sat down next to her on the bed. Her body trembled slightly, but she offered no resistance as he turned her head until her lips were just a few inches from his.
'You're really beautiful,' he said huskily, and then kissed her.
So this is going to be it? Lisa thought with part of her mind as she kissed him hungrily. After all these years… It was hard to believe that it was really happening.
His hands were all over her now, groping on the out side of her sweater as they fell back onto the mattress. Then suddenly, with a jolt more like electricity than anything else she had ever experienced, Lisa felt his cool, smooth hand inside her sweater, touching her flat, slim stomach.
Then his other hand was there, and he was lifting her sweater over her head. Something deep within her made her want to resist, but she paid no attention. This was going to be it; there was nothing that was going to stop her.
The air in the room felt cool as it hit her exposed skin. Beneath her bra Lisa could feel her nipples tightening, straining tautly against the confining material. But then his hand was behind her back, and a moment later the clasp had been released and her bra was gone.
Now more than ever she could feel the cool air as it jolted her body, making her nipples grow even harder. But almost as quickly as the moment of being cold came it left, and as her passion rose she began to feel warm.
Dave looked down at her breasts, and realized for the first time that Lisa had a beautiful body. He felt his cock jump in his pants at the sight of her hard, firm tits jutting up in the semidarkness, and as his eyes traveled down to her trim waist he found himself becoming incredibly impatient to pull down the slacks she was wearing and feast on the sight of her naked cunt.
Be careful, he told himself. Don't rush it or you might blow the whole thing.
Gently he allowed his hands to reach up and touch her tits, kneading and squeezing them, feeling their soft, fleshy fullness in his eager grip.
'Mmmmmmmmm…' Lisa murmured, giving in to the tingling, surging rush of excitement that his touch sent shooting through her body. She could feel herself beginning to melt, her warm juices pouring from her silky cunt. It was so strange to be naked like this, with a man touching her.
But she loved it.
He was lying beside her now, with one of his arms wrapped around her shoulders and the other on her breasts. Lisa kissed him hard on the mouth, then opened her lips to allow him to explore the wet warmth of her tongue. Dave responded strongly, his searching tongue diving deep into her mouth, darting in and out with an urgency that seemed bent on driving Lisa insane.
But even that was eclipsed by the tingling rush that shot through her as his hand left her tits and began its long journey down across her stomach toward her waiting cunt. She shivered as he brushed against her navel, but that was as nothing to the feeling that bolted through her as his fingers slipped beneath the waistband of her slacks.
For a moment he stopped, his fingers so close to her drenched panties that she could practically feel them touching her cunt.
But then he continued.
Lisa thought she was going to faint as his fingers touched the soft blonde hair of her pussy slipping beneath the elastic band at the top of her panties. Instinctively she pushed forward, driving her crotch up into the air so he could do what he wanted with her.
There was another maddening pause as he allowed his hand to massage and caress her cunt-hair. She couldn't stand it.
'Ooohhhhhh… please… touch me… touch me there…'
'Where?' he whispered softly into her ear.
'There…' she repeated, unable to bring herself to say the word that was on both their minds.
'Say it,' he whispered.
For a long moment Lisa hesitated. It was a word that she had never said before. But right now, for the first time in her life, she actually wanted to say it.
'My cunt… touch my cunt…' she whispered. The word sounded strangely exciting on her lips, but she didn't have long to consider it because almost before she had finished whispering her desires Dave had responded by
