I pulled my yellow legal pad out of my satchel and put it down on the table top. I took my pen out my pocket – I always keep my pens in my pockets so they're always ready to go – and there, I was ready for this class to start. Just another class before graduating from law school.

I grabbed my phone – also from my pocket – and started making a To-Do list, which turned into a grocery list. When I got to 'poptarts,' a brunette sat down next to me. Well, to be honest, she kinda' just threw herself in the seat. I didn't think much of it other than, she was probably having a bad day. Which was totally obvious by the way she was rummaging and muttering under her breath. It was Spanish. It must've been a really bad day since she pulled out the Spanish cuss words LT taught me. Ay, mi madre.

Discreetly, I kept looking at her from the corner of my eye to not seem like a totally weirdo, that's when she stopped and closed her eyes. All I could see was her profile but it was so pretty. She was so pretty. Wow, it was one of those dilemmas: should I be aroused by her beauty or should I be jealous? I'm pretty attractive myself so I went with the former. I usually always go with the arousal option if it's available.

"Hey, are you all right?" I said before I even realized I was speaking.

With her eyes closed she answered, "I can't find a neither a pen nor pencil nor a fucking crayola marker." She answered after taking a few shallow breaths.

"Oh, no biggie." I say while I pulled one out of my pocket – readily available. "Here ya go. From one future lawyer to another." I held the pen out waiting for her to take it. When she finally looked at me, I see her in her entirety. Wow, those lips, those cheekbones, those eyes. Breathtaking.

Arousal. Was. Right.

She smiled at me, taking the pen but letting her finger gently rub my palm before finally pulling away.
"Thanks, you're a life saver." She held out her other hand for me to take "Santana Lopez."

I take her hand "Brittany S. Pierce. Pleasure to meet you." I introduced myself with one of my infamous smiles.

"No, sweetie. The pleasure is all mine. Hey, what do you say after class, you and I grab some coffee?" She smoothly suggested. She could've asked me to go dumpster diving with her and I would've said 'yes, please'.

"Sure. This is my last class of the day."

"Good. You won't regret it." She replied and winked at me.

And that's how I ended up on my back while she grinds on my thigh, sucking my tongue, and rubbing her hands in all of the right place. I'm getting kinda worried, everything happened so fast, deliciously fast, that I didn't have a chance to tell her about the situation in my panties. Like, instead of a cute, cuddly vagina, I have smoking hot dick. Or so I like to think. I've never let anyone other than a doctor and obviously my mom see it so I might be just a smidge biased. but still, it's not what everyday, run-of -the-mill girls have.

Anyway, I'm pulling every trick in the book so I don't get a hard on while she riding my thigh because, you know, that'd be awkward. But she just feels soooooo good.
I pull away, gasping for air. "Santana, wait, wait." I saw breathlessly.

"Did I do something wrong?" She asks trying to mask her worry but I can see it in her eyes. Her beautiful, big, brown eyes. I reach up and brush some of her hair that's in her face back then lower my hand to caress her cheek.

"No, Sanny. Nothing's wrong, you're doing everything right. I, I just never done this before so..." I trial off so I don't explicitly say I'm a virgin. That's a little, not embarrassing, but uncommon so it's usually assumed their might be something wrong with me. Which there is something 'wrong' with me, depending on whom you ask. It's much easier to lead with 'I've never had sex' than 'I have a penis' anyway.

"Oh." She responds nodding gently before looking down at where she's straddled my thigh. "oh!" She responds. Again. But this time she's jumping off me. It sucks that she got off but there was no other option.

I sigh. I really like her. We spent hours talking in that little bistro. She laughs with me and not at me. She spoon fed me the slice of cheesecake we shared and she held me hand all the way back home. She made me feel special and not different. But she'll most likely leave. No one wants to date a 24 year old virgin, let alone a virgin with an extra penis.

"Yeah." I try to keep the disappointment out my voice, I mean she's still in my class so I gotta try to save a little face.

"Have dinner with me tomorrow night?" She asks and I'm confused. Maybe she misunderstood.

"Huh? Maybe I didn't make it clear , I'm a virgin. Like, nothing's happened in my panties or around my panties. Ever." I emphasize. I don't want there to be any confusion.

She giggles but grabs my hand as she sits next me. "I heard you the first time and although it's kinda surprising since you're molten sex on legs, it doesn't make a difference to me. I really like you, Brittany. I do. It probably doesn't seem that way because of how I tried to fuck your thigh a couple minutes ago but that's just because I don't really know how to do anything else. You're so incredibly refreshing, Britt, that I honestly don't care if we have sex ever. I just like being around you; I can already tell we'll be the best of friends but I'd like more than that. And if you're willing to have dinner with an emotionally stunted 24 year old, then I promise you that I will never do anything to make you uncomfortable. So, that being said, dinner. Tomorrow? Yes?"

She's so sweet. Should I tell her now? Should I wait until I know beyond a reasonable doubt that I can trust her to not take it badly? What if she can't handle it and it hurts the both of us? Fuck. It's not like I'm waiting for marriage or anything, I've just always been scared. But Santana makes me less scared.

"What should I wear?" I playfully ask.

"Whatever you want, Britt."

"Stay for a movie?" I ask a little dazed from that kiss.

She did end up staying for a movie. We watched an old favorite of ours, Triple X (shout out to my homes, Vin) and ate popcorn. We kept it to cuddling – she said I fit perfectly in her arms as a little spoon but that's suspect because of our size difference – and a PG-13 kiss at the end of the night. It was perfect.

I need for tomorrow to be here already. While in the shower I decide that I want to give my virginity to her. If she wants it, of course. She seems perfect but we'll just see how things go.
I think back to how we were kissing earlier and I start to get that good old blood rushing down south. I'm 24 and have a penis so spanking it isn't anything new but I feel kinda guilty thinking about Santana's tight ass while doing it. But if every thing works out right, maybe Santana will rub it for me so anyway it's really just practice. With that said, I let me hand wrap around my womanly dick. I hope Santana likes it. It's not tiny, I'm surprisingly well-endowed, cough, 8 and ¾ of an inch, cough, and it's not wrinkly or overly vieny. I slowly start to stroke it, passing my thumb over the head every time. I think of how Santana's breasts were perfectly rubbing on mine as I speed up my tugging. Fuck, it feels good. I think how her tongue was doing wondrous things in my mouth, I use my other hand and tug on my balls. I'm getting close. I think to how she gave me a gentle kiss as she said good-bye and that's all I need to come.