Chapter 2
So that was it. I had lost my virginity and no one but me knew. Like all lads I had bragged about the girls I had been with before but in all honesty I had never come within a mile prior to that night. Of course I saw Dianne a number of times after that but only when I wanted to sow my oats. Any thought of having a girlfriend made me feel like a wimp.
In the times that I did see her it was nothing more than intercourse as neither of us knew what else we could have done. Oral sex to me was talking about it. I just carried on life as usual earning a living as an apprentice engineer. My weekly itinerary consisted of working 4 days a week with one day off for polytechnic training. Friday and Saturday nights out with the boys for a drink with the once in a while visit to Linda for a bit of nookie. Life was boring really.
It was on one of the nights out with the lads that I met another girl. In fact I had known her for awhile and although I did fancy her I didn't do anything about it. Everyone else in the gang knew her and I didn't want the embarrassment of rejection in front of them. Her name was Colleen and all her family were Irish except for herself. She had 2 sisters and a brother all older than herself. She was roughly the same age as me and quite pretty. She reminded me of Angie Bowie and in fact was a big Bowie fan.
On this particular night it was in July just before my 17th Birthday and we went to the Rosanna’s disco just off Hill Street. Nothing unusual was happening when Colleen walked up to me and asked me if I had a valid driving licence. I didn't but of course I told her that I had. Then to my surprise she gave me her car keys and said that I should remain sober as she intended getting drunk and I would then have to drive her home. Without another word she just turned on her heels and flounced off onto the dance floor. None of my mates believed me when I gave them my excuse for only drinking two halves of lager.
The rest of the evening I tried my hardest to pull a girl so that I could offer a lift home but without success. I reasoned that Colleen would be too drunk to notice another girl. Just after I had had my fifth rebuttal I felt a tap on my shoulder and turned to see Colleen. Before I could open my mouth she held out her hand and gave me her command.
"John it's ok! I never had much to drink anyway. I am going now and if you want I'll give you a lift home. You live in Edgbaston don't you? That's on my way."
I was angry but didn't show it. Not only had I limited my drinking but it would have been ungrateful in my mind to refuse her offer and it was still over an hour before the disco would close. Lamely like a lamb I just nodded agreement and followed her as she made her exit.
Outside she didn't say much till we got in her car, a grey Morris 1100. In the car she made small talk about how tiring all the dancing had been and that was the reason she left early. Although I had known her for a year or so she had never been to the flat that I shared with my parents so I had to direct her. As soon as we pulled up she switched the engine off. I was just about to thank her for the lift when she said that I should invite her in for a coffee.
Now my mind was racing. Surely it's the man who gives girls lifts and asks to come in for a coffee. Luckily my parents were both asleep when we crept up the stairs heading for the front living room. I quickly made her a coffee as she turned the stereo on and played the Ziggy Stardust LP at a low volume. I didn't know what to make of the situation as I sat facing her. True I had fancied her all the time but she had never said anything to me to indicate she would be interested. Just as I was searching for words to continue the chat she came out with a statement that both shocked and excited me.
"Do you realise that we have known each other for over a year now and yet you still haven't fucked me. Don't you fancy me or something?"
To say that I was taken aback is to put it lightly. I meekly replied that I thought she had a boyfriend which we both knew was untrue. Without saying a word in reply to that she patted next to herself on the settee and I sat there. Our eyes were in full contact so it seemed perfectly natural to kiss her.
Within seconds we were tearing each others clothes off. It was obvious she was far more experienced than me but I didn't mind. She wasn't only good looking but her body was superb with small but pert tits. Not knowing anything about foreplay I just entered her in the missionary position. Because I was a little practiced now I was able to delay my ejaculation for a bit longer but apart from the kissing that continued as I pumped her it was just straight intercourse.
No, it wasn't like Dianne in that after just one fuck she got up and dressed. As I was congratulating myself on doubling the number of girls I had been with she left. To my surprise she did phone me up the following day and for a number of months we had many sessions with one another. Always at my place and always just straight sex. Perhaps that was one reason I gradually stopped seeing Dianne.
What was the lesson that I learned from this? Well the main one was not to stereotype girls. Not all of them will wait for the man to make the move so don't be surprised if they pick you up.
In the times that I did see her it was nothing more than intercourse as neither of us knew what else we could have done. Oral sex to me was talking about it. I just carried on life as usual earning a living as an apprentice engineer. My weekly itinerary consisted of working 4 days a week with one day off for polytechnic training. Friday and Saturday nights out with the boys for a drink with the once in a while visit to Linda for a bit of nookie. Life was boring really.
It was on one of the nights out with the lads that I met another girl. In fact I had known her for awhile and although I did fancy her I didn't do anything about it. Everyone else in the gang knew her and I didn't want the embarrassment of rejection in front of them. Her name was Colleen and all her family were Irish except for herself. She had 2 sisters and a brother all older than herself. She was roughly the same age as me and quite pretty. She reminded me of Angie Bowie and in fact was a big Bowie fan.
On this particular night it was in July just before my 17th Birthday and we went to the Rosanna’s disco just off Hill Street. Nothing unusual was happening when Colleen walked up to me and asked me if I had a valid driving licence. I didn't but of course I told her that I had. Then to my surprise she gave me her car keys and said that I should remain sober as she intended getting drunk and I would then have to drive her home. Without another word she just turned on her heels and flounced off onto the dance floor. None of my mates believed me when I gave them my excuse for only drinking two halves of lager.
The rest of the evening I tried my hardest to pull a girl so that I could offer a lift home but without success. I reasoned that Colleen would be too drunk to notice another girl. Just after I had had my fifth rebuttal I felt a tap on my shoulder and turned to see Colleen. Before I could open my mouth she held out her hand and gave me her command.
"John it's ok! I never had much to drink anyway. I am going now and if you want I'll give you a lift home. You live in Edgbaston don't you? That's on my way."
I was angry but didn't show it. Not only had I limited my drinking but it would have been ungrateful in my mind to refuse her offer and it was still over an hour before the disco would close. Lamely like a lamb I just nodded agreement and followed her as she made her exit.
Outside she didn't say much till we got in her car, a grey Morris 1100. In the car she made small talk about how tiring all the dancing had been and that was the reason she left early. Although I had known her for a year or so she had never been to the flat that I shared with my parents so I had to direct her. As soon as we pulled up she switched the engine off. I was just about to thank her for the lift when she said that I should invite her in for a coffee.
Now my mind was racing. Surely it's the man who gives girls lifts and asks to come in for a coffee. Luckily my parents were both asleep when we crept up the stairs heading for the front living room. I quickly made her a coffee as she turned the stereo on and played the Ziggy Stardust LP at a low volume. I didn't know what to make of the situation as I sat facing her. True I had fancied her all the time but she had never said anything to me to indicate she would be interested. Just as I was searching for words to continue the chat she came out with a statement that both shocked and excited me.
"Do you realise that we have known each other for over a year now and yet you still haven't fucked me. Don't you fancy me or something?"
To say that I was taken aback is to put it lightly. I meekly replied that I thought she had a boyfriend which we both knew was untrue. Without saying a word in reply to that she patted next to herself on the settee and I sat there. Our eyes were in full contact so it seemed perfectly natural to kiss her.
Within seconds we were tearing each others clothes off. It was obvious she was far more experienced than me but I didn't mind. She wasn't only good looking but her body was superb with small but pert tits. Not knowing anything about foreplay I just entered her in the missionary position. Because I was a little practiced now I was able to delay my ejaculation for a bit longer but apart from the kissing that continued as I pumped her it was just straight intercourse.
No, it wasn't like Dianne in that after just one fuck she got up and dressed. As I was congratulating myself on doubling the number of girls I had been with she left. To my surprise she did phone me up the following day and for a number of months we had many sessions with one another. Always at my place and always just straight sex. Perhaps that was one reason I gradually stopped seeing Dianne.
What was the lesson that I learned from this? Well the main one was not to stereotype girls. Not all of them will wait for the man to make the move so don't be surprised if they pick you up.
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