This is my recollection of the first time my girlfriend and I had sex. I’m sure my words won’t do it complete justice, but it will hopefully trigger some happy memories for the two of us. Like the previous stories, details have been changed a bit to protect ourselves. So, without further ado, here’s my side of the story.
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I was really grateful that we had both gone to the same college, I reflected, as we strolled through the crisp night air back to our hotel room from our night out in our college town downtown. We had been out to drinks with our friends in our annual trek back to re-live our college glory days. It’s always good energy with the group, but I was grateful my girlfriend was on the same wavelength as me as we decided to call it a night, after all, we’d hang with our friends the rest of the weekend. She closed her tab, said our goodbyes, and left the crowds and thumping music of the college scene behind us as we headed back. It was not overly cold out, so we had decided to walk the mile and a half rather than take an uber. It always feels good to stretch your legs after a few drinks, in my opinion. On our way back, we chatted about finally catching up with our friends and the usual small talk, and she revealed she had a surprise for me when we got back to the hotel. I was pretty much instantly hard thinking about what it could be, and revealed that I, too, had a surprise for her.