Time.

2nd Times The Charm

It has been a week since the party, and I am still in shock for what happened that night. Jake slept in bed with me all night, and in the morning, I was so embarrassed that I snuck out before he woke up. I learned that the guy who almost forced himself on me was Randy Bishley. He is a spoiled brat who apparently has a lot of daddy's money to fall back on in times of need. However his dad was done with his shit and sent him off to military camp the day after the party. Hopefully that helps him.

Jake would have been perfect for my first shot at my first time. And I don't know why I left him before he woke up. Maybe it was because I slept with him naked all night or I was mad at myself for getting into that position in the first place. It is good Randy got sent away, otherwise I think the girls particularly Sierra would have cut off his dick for what he did. They were so mad at him and themselves for not being there for me. But I have said over and over again that it is only his fault, even though I feel slightly to blame.

I'm sitting home alone in my shorts and T-shirt when I hear a knock on the door. I open it to find Jake standing there. "Hey, how are you feeling" he asks. "I'm OK" I reply. He stands there quietly for a second so I ask if he wants to come in and he agrees. We head towards the couch to sit down. Jake has been in my house before from when we were children. I guess I forgot to tell you that until like 5th grade my parents and his parents were very close friends so we spent a lot of time together, but then life started getting in the way and I never really saw him much outside of school.

Jake kept staring at me like he wanted to say something but couldn't find the words. I wish I could just read his mind. You know when people ask you what superpower you would want. I always say to read minds. That way no-one could lie to you or his the truth. I know I'm doing that right now with my friends, but it's so hard trying to figure out what people really think.

He started speaking "you know..." but then stopped. Then started again "Erik told me about the plan you had." I dropped my head, "I know it was stupid but I am the only one left, and I was doing it for the right reasons, I just picked the wrong guy." "So are you still planning to do it?" He asked shyly. "Maybe for the right guy, bit idk who that would be." He nods his head slowly. "It should be someone who respects you, and likes you." I smirk, "yes Jake I get that but I don't want anything serious, I can't right now." He turned his head a bit asking "why." "It's complicated" is all I say back. He looks at me for a second staying silent. I can't help but think about reading his mind again. I swear I see him look at my lips and then move back up to my eyes. "I can handle complicated." I'm shook. Completely in awe. Is he saying what I think he is saying? "What" is all I can muster up for a reply because the boy makes me speechless. He moves his hand to my cheek. "Complicated or not, serious or not, I think your first time should be special and with someone who wants to take care of you during it." I nod, still not completly sure I'm not dreaming. "If you want, I can do that for you." Fuck me! I do, I want to so bad. I have forever. I trust Jake, always have and I know he won't hurt me. I nod in agreement. "You have to say the words tho, so I know for sure. I don't want to take anything you don't want to give." I look at him deep in the eyes. "Yes" is all I'm able to say.

He leans in and kisses me. Pulling me onto his lap. The kiss is deep but not forced. It is sweet and caring like I always hoped it would be. His hands on my hips holding me close to him. He pulls away for a second kissing me on the neck. I cant even with this boy he is so hot! "Couch or bed" he says to me. Do I want my first time to be on my parents couch, um no! "Bed" and with that he picks me up, like it is no problem at all and carries me down stairs to my bedroom. How did he do that without even losing his breath! Once on the bed he is on top of me holding his weight on his arms as to not crush me.

He takes it slow. Slow enough that the tension is killing me. I pick up the pace a bit. Removing his shirt. Before I know it we are both naked in my bed. But now I'm on tops. I could go into detail, and tell you all of the things he did for me that night. I could  talk about what went wear and for how long, but I'm not going to. That is between us. I will however tell you that it made me feel incredible.

After we were done, we cuddled in bed for a while. Death tried to push my happy thoughts away, bit I didn't let it. I was happy, and in that moment nothing was going to ruin that.