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When my breathing returned to normal, I turned to sit sideways on the bed and flicked my long hair over my shoulder.
A light sheen of sweat covered Jay’s hairless chest, giving each sculptured muscle a glorious shine. His cum pooled in his navel, and I had to resist dipping my finger into the little divot and swirling it around. He rolled his head toward me and smiled. It was a confident, manly smile, full of satisfaction and knowing.
“Thank you,” he said.
I pushed myself off the bed. “And thank you.”
“No. Really, I mean it.” He glided his hand over the bed sheet, smoothing out the wrinkles, and I knew he wanted to say more. I waited out the silence.
“There’s this girl I like and . . . she’s a strict Catholic. Which means no sex. Right?”
He seemed to need an answer. “Right.”
“So, she refuses to go out with me because she thinks I’ll want sex. And believe me, I do.” He rolled his eyes to the ceiling. “But I know how important her stance is on this. And she doesn’t want to put us in a situation that gets out of control. So, we’ve never dated. Not even once.”
Nodding, I offered a sympathetic smile and slipped into teacher mode again. “So now you know. Sex is much more than just penetration. You can please each other in many other ways.”
He pulled the sheet up over his nakedness. “Did you like it?”
Jay needed my approval. “You were amazing. That girl you like will be blown away.”
I gathered my dress off the chair and slipped it over my head. “Don’t ever tell her about me. She may not understand.”
His eyes were distant, and I imagined him thinking of her.
Finally, he nodded. “Good idea.”
I left Jay without telling him my name. It was better that he didn’t know. He was the first one of my conquests who didn’t know he’d been touched by Memphis.
Back in my room, I ran the bath, poured in a generous quantity of bubble bath liquid, and lit the vanilla soy candles at the end. I made a cup of mint tea and grabbed my diary.
The water caressed me like a lover’s embrace as I glided into the tub. I rested my head back against the hand towel I’d rolled up for my neck and closed my eyes. My body eased into relaxation. I inhaled deeply through my nose and out my mouth. And before long absolute exhaustion took over.
Before I succumbed to the sleep that beckoned, I sat up, dried my hands on a towel, had a sip of tea, and reached for my diary.
At the top of the 12th of March page, I wrote Jay Ward, room 5—Flirting with my Virgin.
Sex may come naturally, but it can also be taught. I hope Jay will take what he learned today and ensure the women he loves in his life receive as much sexual gratification as he, in turn, receives.
If only my previous lovers had been taught such a thing.
The three men in my life who I’d actually had sex with had been incredibly selfish. I’d been too naive to know it then. But I have learned a lot already this year, and one of the most important lessons was that a woman should receive as much joy during sex as a man.
Never again would I be just the vessel for a man’s satisfaction.
Jay was my eleventh sexual adventure for this year. While every sexual experience had been mind-blowing in satisfaction, none had involved penetration.
Today, though, I had come so close.
If he hadn’t been a virgin, I’m not sure I would’ve held back.
I’m ready to move on to the next phase in my crazy sexual journey.
Grinning like a horny deviate, I slipped beneath the warm water.
Chapter Twenty-Two
Halfway through my never-ending shift, I received a phone call that changed the course of my boring night. The shower in room number thirty-one had sprung a major leak, and nothing, it seemed, could stop it.
