First Times

I went back to the mall where I purchased several pairs of panties and bras that I kept stashed in my locker. I would dress and masterbate, remembering some of the fantasies I used to have after listening to Sue. I have to admit, a couple of times my mind would wonder back to her suggestion of being with a man.

Jim, my roommate at the time was a party animal that would come back to the room and pass out. After finding him several times on the floor in the morning, I would make sure Jim made it to the bed. I would help get him undressed if he couldn't do it himself and set up the trashcan next to the bed. In the mornings, I would make sure he got up, had his OJ ready after his shower and made sure he got to work on time.

The first time I did that, I laughed at him saying how easy it was for me to get a big guy like him into bed and out of his pants. He was 6'1" and 200 lbs with muscles everywhere. I was still 5'8" and 157 lbs with no real muscle mass to speak of.

One Sunday night, he came back early. When I heard the key in the door I threw on my bathrobe. My heart was pounding because I still had my bra and panties on. As was becoming the custom, Jim would attempt to tell me about his latest conquest as I helped him get undressed.

He was lying on his back and as I bent over getting his shoes off, he started running his hand over the backside of my thigh. I couldn't believe how good it felt but my mind was screaming to run before his hand reached the panties. I slapped his hand and in my best feminine voice I said "No fair getting fresh when you're drunk!"

He started talking about how much I resembled a girl and how soft and smooth my legs felt. I never really had much hair growing on my legs so I would just shave them. He started talking about how I could give him a blowjob to help him get to sleep. I jokingly said, "I would rather suck you off when you're sober so we could both enjoy it". As he drifted off to sleep he made a comment that I would make some guy a wonderful wife one day.