Yesum, I'm updating again. It's shorter than the last one, but it's a fun one! I don't know about updates over the weekend, I have to work, but I'll try! Everyone have a good holiday weekend!
Thank FDM for this one guys! She got back to me super fast! I'm telling you...*whispers* she's wonderwoman!
Chapter 7
"Amelia!" I hollered as soon as I got into the apartment. "Chocolate!"
"I'm on it roomie," she said, as she came up the hall and headed for the kitchen.
I trudged into the living room, and plopped down onto the couch. Amelia came in a minute later with a bag of Dove milk chocolates, and sat down next to me.
"How bad was it that you need chocolate? Could he not get it up or something?"
I actually snorted. "That's so not a problem for him."
"Well, then why are you coming in here hollering for chocolate?"
"I don't know what the problem is." I was so confused.
"Start at the beginning." Amelia told me. She was good at talking me through things. We'd been doing this for years.
"Well, there was that frat prank at the library, so Eric asked if I'd like to study with him at his place until the library opened again."
"But not in a creepy way, right. You're safe with him, aren't you?" Believe it or not, Amelia actually had a motherly side to her.
"Yes, I'm safe with him. He was actually nervous that I would think he was only inviting me for sex. He's also never had a girl there, which I could hardly believe. He's too gorgeous not to have hooked up with someone yet."
"You don't think he's lying?"
"No, I don't. There's something so innocent about him. I just can't place it, but I don't think he'd ever lie to me."
"I believe you. So, what happened when you got there? Did you jump him?" she asked excitedly.
"No! I swear, you want me to get laid more than I do."
"Can you blame me? You are so wound up over this guy, Sooks."
"I am not!"
"Yeah, you are, but it's okay. Continue," she said with an air of authority. I took that moment to eat a piece of the chocolate to make her wait. She crossed her arms and stared me down until I finished it.
"When we got there, we studied like we normally would in the library. Except we were sitting on his couch, and the entire place smelled like him. Time flew by, and he invited me to stay for supper."
"He cooks?" Amelia didn't understand the concept of a male being able to cook. Tray couldn't microwave popcorn.
"Yes, and it was delicious. It was an actual home cooked meal, and I'm going to start fixing more of those around here. We eat way too many boxed dinners and take out pizzas."
"Fine, whatever. Now, what happened after you ate? When was it that you called me?"
"I called you just after the food got done, while he was getting us drinks. Then we ate, and as soon as I put my plate down he kissed me." Amelia squealed. "It wasn't like that. It wasn't like the others. It was slow, and sweet. Unhurried."
"Well, that's not any fun."
"Oh, it got fun."
"Details," she prompted.
"I took a page from your book again, and got assertive."
"Why do you always say it's a page from my book? All that assertiveness is in you, it's just coming out with Eric for some reason." I couldn't help but think she was right, but I wasn't ready to admit it.
"Well, page from your book or not, it happened. I pushed him back on the couch and straddled him."
"Go Sookie! Wait, where does this problem come in. This should be leading to some pretty hot sex."
"If you'd stop interrupting, I'd get there." I said, annoyed. She just stared at me, granting me my request. "I knew he had a hard-on because I saw it when we started kissing, so I sort of…"
"Dry-humped him?" she asked, way too seriously.
"No! Gross. I hate that term. I just sort of…rubbed up against him."
"Is that bad? Oh no, he didn't come in his pants did he?" she asked, bringing her hand up to stifle a giggle.
"No, he didn't. He just immediately stopped kissing me, and acted like the TV was more interesting."
"Maybe he's got a small penis and he's embarrassed?" she suggested.
"There is no way he has a small penis. I've felt it through his pants twice now, and it's nowhere near small." I had to smile a bit at remembering the feel of it. If I ever got to actually see it, I know I'd be one happy Sookie. "I just don't know what to make of it. He's an amazing kisser, and he obviously gets aroused around me, but he's also very nervous and shy."
Amelia looked like she was thinking something through, and then it looked like a light bulb went on in her brain and she smiled. "Okay, not knowing what he looks like, but based on what you just said, it sounds like you have yourself a virgin."
"What?! There's no way he's a virgin. He's gorgeous, and so sweet, and…"
"A virgin." She sounded so sure. "Listen to the way you describe him, Sookie. Think about it. He lives alone, and off campus by choice. He's in the library every night. He does everything by a routine. He's shy and awkward around you. He gets hard easily, and he probably stopped last night because he was afraid to go any further. He's never done it. I don't care how shy a guy is; if he's got a hard dick and a willing girl on top of him grinding against it, something's happening. He's a virgin, Sookie."
My jaw dropped. She was right. Eric, the nerd I had been crushing on since school started, was a virgin. It made so much sense. I knew he wanted me, and not only physically. He wouldn't have insisted on walking me home if he didn't want me. It's possible he was just being polite, but it didn't feel that way. He liked having me near him. We were relaxed around each other. That is, until things got heated, which is when he freaked and pulled back.
"How in the hell did I not see this before?" I asked, and grabbed two more chocolates.
"You like him, that's how. Also, The Asshole practically ruined your chances at seeing the innocence in anyone." I glared at her. I hated it when she brought him up.
"Well, it doesn't matter. I can't take his innocence. I can't be that girl. Besides we don't even know if this is true. Wouldn't he have told me by now?" I was panicking.
"He obviously likes you, Sookie. Can you really blame him for not telling you? If he's as sweet as you say he is, he probably doesn't want to come right out and say it, because you'd think he just wants to have sex with you. He's new to this stuff. Don't close off now; you've been doing so well with him." She took my hand in hers and gave it a squeeze. "I want to see you happy with a guy again. I see the way you smile when you talk or think about him, and I'd like to see that smile more often. Talk to him. Give him a chance."
I thought it over. I tried to put myself in his place. If I was a virgin still, and met a guy I liked in college, I would want him to accept that. I would want him to not pressure me into anything, and take it slow. Eric being a virgin was most definitely not a deal breaker. Hadn't that been my biggest problem with Bill? He had many sexual partners before me, and made it known often. I couldn't trust him, but I could definitely see myself trusting Eric. He hadn't lied to me about being a virgin, and I could understand why he wouldn't have come right out and said it. I liked him too much to give up.
"So how do I do this?" I asked, and Amelia got a huge smile on her face.
"Sookie, do you realize how good this is? You're the experienced person here. You get to teach him," she said excitedly.
"How do I even know that he wants to learn?"
"I have a feeling that he's a giving kind of guy. If you do this right, you can practically train him to worship you exactly how you want." I glared at her, which I seemed to be doing a lot lately.
"As appealing as being worshipped sounds, I don't think I want to "train" him. That sounds so wrong. It sounds like I'm using him."
"I don't mean it in a bad way, Sookie. I'm not talking about full on dominance. What I mean is that because you'll be his first, because you're the experienced one, you can really show him how it's done. You can teach him exactly what you like, and show him how to do it right. The last thing the world needs is another guy who thinks jackrabbit sex is fun for everyone." I had to laugh. It was true.
"What should I do first?" I asked. I felt so lost.
"Go to your study session tomorrow, and try to find out if he's really a virgin. If you want to be with him, you two have some talking to do."
"How am I supposed to broach the subject? It seems rude to just come out and ask him."
"I can't tell you that, but I know you'll figure it out. I can tell you that you should probably blow him soon."
"Amelia!" I couldn't believe her sometimes.
"What? If he really is a virgin, he's probably had a nice man-to-hand relationship for a while. He needs some stimulation from a female, and soon. Besides, it'll be his first, and you can really show him that you know what you're doing, and that you like to give. Then maybe he'll want to give back." She waggled her eyebrows, and I laughed.
"I can't believe I'm doing this."
"I can. Now stop thinking so much, you'll be fine. Try to get your mind off of it for now. Let's make some popcorn and watch a movie." She was always so optimistic. I hugged her.
"Thank you, Amelia. I really appreciate you being here for me on this."
"I always will be, friend."
I let go of her and took a deep breath. "Okay, what movie should we watch?"
"How about The 40 Year-Old Virgin?" she said, with a smirk.
I picked up a throw pillow, and hit her with it. "Not funny, Amelia." I said, as I laughed.
"It's funny, and we're so watching it."
We did watch it, and then I took a long, hot bath before bed. I couldn't get Eric and my newfound realization out of my head. I actually found myself hoping it was true, and I couldn't wait to find out.
*giggles*
So, now she knows...or thinks she does. Hmm...more possibilities.
*giggles and runs away*
