Chapter 3

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     Forty minutes later I opened the front door of my small one bedroom flat and ushered in the first girl to ever set foot in the place since I'd moved there.

She looked around. "Josh, I'm impressed. For a bachelor you have a tidy place here. Most guys have empty pizza boxes and beer cans lying around, a sink full of dirty dishes, clothes all over the floor, a bed that hasn't been made up for months."

She walked into the bedroom. "Wow, you made the bed today. Were you expecting me to come home with you? That's confidence, Josh."

"No, no, I-I...." There I was stammering again, looking like an idiot.

She laughed at me. "Josh you are so easy! I was messing with you. Now have you got any wine? We could have a nightcap before turning in."

"I only have white, is that okay?" I asked her.

"It will have to do, but I usually prefer red. Get some for next time."

Next time? There might be a next time? I could only hope.

We sat on the couch and drank our wine and mostly made small talk. She told me how she was nervous about starting her new job on Monday. 

"Maybe we could have lunch together?" she suggested, "I'll text you what time my lunch break is. Tell me your phone number."

She entered my number into her phone, then yawned. "I'm tired, let's go to bed."

Then came the tricky bit. Do I invite her to sleep in my bed with me, or do I offer to sleep on the couch? "You take the bed, I'll sleep out here on the couch," I offered.

"Don't be silly," she replied, "It's a big bed, we can share can't we?"

We can share, she said. What exactly did share mean?

We walked into the bedroom and without any hesitation she lifted her dress up over her head to reveal she was wearing a black lacy bra and panties to match. Her body was beautiful. I couldn't help staring.

She gave me a quick light kiss on the lips then pulled the blankets back and slipped into the bed.
I stripped down to my boxers and climbed in beside her.

"Goodnight, Josh," she murmured, "By the way, don't get any ideas. I don't have sex on the first date, that's my rule, so keep your hands to yourself, and besides that I'm dead tired anyway."
With that she closed her eyes and turned to face the other way.

I felt slightly crushed. When she had said we would share the bed I was hoping for more, but no matter. Here I was in my bed with a beautiful half naked girl next to me, and she had said she didn't have sex on the first date, so that gave me hope for the second date, if we had a second date.

I turned off the light and lay on my back listening to the goddess breathing next to me, then I turned on my side facing the other way to try and go to sleep. Jasmine rolled over and put her left arm around me.

"Forget what I said a minute ago," she murmured, "Fuck my stupid rule, I haven't done it for weeks and I'm horny." She sat up and removed her bra, then lay back down and slipped off her panties. She threw them on the floor, then turned to me. "Well, what are you waiting for? Get those boxers off!"

On Monday morning I had only been at my desk at work for thirty minutes when my phone chimed with a text message from Jasmine.

My lunch break is at one o'clock. Can you meet me outside the door of our building?

I had barely finished sending my reply when I sensed someone standing in front of my desk. I looked up to see Nikita looking down at my phone.

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