Where it happened: My truck
Langauge: English
Sex: Male
Rating: 2
Category: Straight
I fell in love with her the moment I saw her in gym class at the start of my senior year in high-school. She was the most beautiful girl I had ever laid eyes on. With long blond
hair and piercing green eyes she could have easily had any guy in the school. Why she chose me is still a mystery.
We went to the home-coming dance on our first date and I can say, without a doubt, I was the proudest person in the room that night. Having Cheryl on my arm made me feel
like I was on top of the world.
Several months later we went to a nearby lake to meet up with some friends and, like a fool, I had too much to drink. When I took Cheryl home her father could tell that I had
been drinking and he forbid me to see his daughter again. I was devastated. We continued to see each other at school and at parties but the forced separation was taking
its toll on our relationship and we begin to drift apart.
Summer came and, without school, I wasn’t able to see Cheryl at all. In a last ditch effort to make amends to her family, I sent her mother some flowers on her birthday, July 27, and apologized once again for my drinking and driving with Cheryl in my truck. It worked! Cheryl called and informed me that not only could we see each other again, her father had tickets to the circus for that night and that we could have them. I was elated.
I picked Cheryl up that evening and we, with some friends, headed into Houston to see the circus. We were from a small town outside of Houston and I wasn’t very familiar
with the Houston streets, so we ended up lost and driving around until it was too late to make the circus even if we had found it. Frustrated we returned to our small town.
After separating from the others Cheryl and I parked on a deserted road and begin to make out. It felt so good to have her back in my arms. She must have been equally as
excited because, after ten months of saying no, she said yes. I made love to her for the first time in the front seat of my truck on her mother’s birthday.
I’ll never forget the feelings, emotional and physical, I experienced that night. You see, it wasn’t my first time, I had lost my virginity at fifteen to someone else. It was, however, Cheryl’s first time, and her first time means more to me than my first time ever will.
We broke up about two years later and went our separate ways. She’s been married twice since and has two beautiful children, one of whom is named after me. I, on the other hand, have never married.
To this day I call Cheryl’s mother every year on her birthday to see how everyone is doing. Cheryl wrote me some years ago and tolled she was glad I never forgot her mother’s birthday. My phone calls have become a secret message between Cheryl and I that I’m thinking about her on our special day.
I’ll never forget my first time with Cheryl. Though I had, had sex before, that night was the first time I ever ‘made love’ to some one.
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