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Cheeks heating, I say, “It was my first time, I wanted a little souvenir.”
Trista scoffs. “At least he didn’t leave you with a little bun in the oven.” She gets a closer look. “Durex? Impressive for your first cock. Mazel tov! My little girl’s all grown up!”
People stop and stare at us, but I just wave them off like she’s being silly.
“Air, Extra Thin.” Trista studies the condom wrapper. “These are expensive.”
I won’t insult her and ask how she knows that. “His suit wasn’t exactly a knock off.”
“What happened to your face?” She looks at me closer. “Did he bitch-slap you with his cock?”
I press on my cheek, the tender skin waking up. “No. But he held me against a brick wall and my cheek got scratched.”
“He fucked you against a brick wall? Tell me everything!”
“No. Although, I guess getting banged in an alley would have been hot. He took me back to my place, shoved his face between my legs, and then he fucked me.” I leave out throwing up in front of him. “Oh, when he realized it was my first time, he turned feral and licked the blood right out of me.”
Trista coughs into her soda. “Wow, what a savage.”
I smile, sipping my iced tea. “You have no idea.”
“Was he, you know, well-endowed?”
“King-endowed,” I say, exhaling.
“And the actual sex? Bottom, top, from behind, anal?”
I go breathless. “It was just basic, him on top, but he… He was really good. He kissed me and held me. Then…”
The downturn of my emotions hits me as I’ve played this out for the past twelve hours.
“Then he did anal?”
“No, but he did stick his finger in my butt while he was going down on me.” I shudder remembering how it felt.
Trista slaps the table. “That’s what I’m talking about. Oh, God, I had a boyfriend in college who did that to me. He was a total loser, but I swear until I met Carson, he was the best sex I ever had.” She dreamily sighs.
It’s hard to imagine comparing notes about past lovers. The idea of finding a man who gives you the best sex of your life and you don’t end up with that guy sounds soul crushing. And I’m approaching that regretful exit ramp on life’s journey. Only, I don’t know if the sex with Eoghan was the best.
Who am I kidding?
“Any repeat action planned? Did he get your number?” Trista asks.
“No,” I say, keeping the regret from my voice. “I can’t see him again. He’s… I prosecute bad guys and he defends them.” And he’s a bad guy.
I have an attack of the loyalties.
“He got a bit weird when he found out I was a virgin.”
“Did you act clingy?” Trista asks, chewing around a taco.
“No,” I shriek. “I took it for the ‘one and done’ I knew it was.”
“Did you tell him before you did it that you were a virgin?”
“No,” I answer quietly. “I worried he wouldn’t touch me. He kind of freaked out a little. Probably thought I would get clingy. He finished and got out of there.”
I couldn’t face him telling me, this was fun but I’m not looking for anything serious. So, I pretended to pass out.
