Rachel Sins Part 1 - Sex Stories

Rachel Sins Part 1

... wanted to have sex with her? Rachel sighed and put on some water to boil pasta.

A couple of days later Tom came home from work and found a note under his door. He read it and smiled. It was from Rachel and she asked him to come by her apartment. He went down the stairs which was faster than waiting for the elevator and knocked on her door.

It was evening and she had changed from work clothes to a pair of loose-fitting grey shorts and a T-shirt in the same color. He knew she had quite large boobs from seeing her in her gym clothes but this time there was no Lycra to keep her boobs in place so when she lifted her arm and placed her hand on the doorframe they moved and they looked amazing.

“So, I thought about the invitation and I would like to have dinner with you, but there is something you need to know first.”

“Ok, what kind of food are you allergic to or don’t like?”

She laughed. “I can eat anything, that’s not what I was going to tell you. The thing is, I grew up in a very religious family and I don’t have sex on a first or any date. To be honest, I’m still a virgin and I intend to stay that way until I get married.” Rachel couldn’t believe she had told him all that but she felt relieved. She didn’t like to keep secrets or play hard to get.

“Oh, ok, but I can respect that. I’m just looking for company. New city, new job, you know. I get lonely sometimes.”

“So, we are cool, no trying to get into my panties?”

Tom held up his hand. “I swear to ...

... God.”

“Great. What about tomorrow? It’s Friday and we don’t have to work the following day. I like red and white wine, just so you know.”

“Friday it is, see you at seven.”

Later that evening Rachel was on the phone to Jenny having some wine after dinner.

“I’m going on a date tomorrow with my neighbor?”

“That old dude you mentioned?”

“Yeah. His name is Tom and he is very nice.”

“Shit, old dick, why not someone our age?”

“It’s always about dick with you, Jenny. What about an intelligent conversation with another human being over good food?”

Jenny laughed. “Honey, it’s always about the dick, trust me. They can cook, invite you out but what it comes down to is, will you let him fuck you?”

“No, of course not, you know how I feel about that.”

“Right. When was the last time you were on a date?”

Rachel thought for a moment and then in a small voice said, “Back at university, so about three years ago, maybe.”

“Right and how did that go?”

“Bad, he tried to touch my boobs.”

“I bet you one bottle of decent wine that this man you are having dinner with will have his hands on your boobs before you are having your after-dinner cognacs.”

“I don’t drink cognac.”

“That’s not the point. The point is, no man can control his needs as soon as he had a few drinks in him.”

They talked about an upcoming weekend trip they were planning and then hung up. Rachel poured more wine and then went over to her closet to see if she could find something nice to wear. ...