She walked over and poured herself a cup of the coffee I’d brewed, and I rooted around in the fridge to find the creamer. She thanked me and put it in her coffee before adding a second cup for me.
“Thank you,” I said. “How do you like your toast?”
“Dark as sin,” she said as she sat at the table. “I had a really good time last night.”
“I did as well,” I told her. “But I have to ask you how you feel this morning. You know, about everything.”
“I’m sore, I wasn’t expecting that,” she said with a laugh. “It makes sense. I don’t know, a lot of things make sense that I guess I really didn’t think about before.”
“That’s great, but I was more talking about… you know… you and me?” I said. “Are you feeling okay about last night? About what happened?”
“Yes,” she said. “I mean, I guess I’m still getting used to the idea a little bit. Being a virgin has been something that sort of ties me and my friends together since we made that pact, and now that I’m not a virgin, I’m not part of it anymore.”
“You could think of it like you completed it,” I suggested. “That way, you don’t have to feel like you lost anything, more like you just gained.”
“I like that,” she said after pausing for a moment to think about what I said.
“How do you like your scrambled eggs? I keep them on the light side,” I told her, trying to have more normal conversation into the morning to keep things low key.
She didn’t seem to be too agitated, and I was relieved to see that. She was the first virgin I had ever slept with, and I didn’t want her to feel bad about herself the next morning. I’d heard of it happening to buddies in the past, and I never wanted to be in that position myself.
“Order up,” I said as I put the plate of eggs and toast on the table. “I hope you’re hungry.”
“After you kept me up half the night, I’m starving,” she said.
“It was hardly half the night, though I wouldn’t have minded going for a marathon if you were down,” I told her with a wink.
She grabbed forks out of the drawer next to the sink and sat back at the table, handing me one of the pieces of silver as she sat down.
“You know,” she said thoughtfully after taking a moment to think over what I’d just said. “We could go back to bed and try out this marathon thing you speak of. You know as well as I do that I’ve never done anything like that before, and I’m more than a little curious to give it a shot.”
“As fun as that sounds,” I said, “I was hoping that you would actually come along with me to hang out with my buddy today. He’d asked me to hang out last night, but I blew him off for obvious reasons, telling him that we’d do something this weekend. I don’t know about you, but I would say that this is perfect fishing weather.”
“Fishing?” she asked in surprise.
“What’s wrong? Don’t like to fish?” I replied with a question of my own. I had to admit, this was the first time I’d ever asked a girl I was interested in to go fishing with me, and I was suddenly realizing that it might seem strange to her that I would want her to do that. But, it was what I liked to do, and I wanted to spend more time with her. Not only that, but I did tell Nick I would go fishing with him, and I hated backing out when I made plans.
“I don’t know,” she said at last. “I can’t say I don’t like to fish when I haven’t gone fishing in as long as I can remember.”
“Maybe it’s time to take you off your drought and get out on the water,” I suggested.
“I don’t have any gear or anything,” she said.
“That’s fine,” I told her. “I have plenty of gear. Your mind will be blown at my fishing pole collection alone.”
She smiled. “I hope you have something that’s good for the absolute beginner.”
“I do,” I assured her. “And don’t worry, it’s not like we’re going to some tournament or something. We’re just going up to the lake to throw our line in the water for a while. And I think you’d like Nick, too.”
“Alright then, if you don’t mind having a girl in the mix, I’m happy to tag along. I think I’m going to shower first, though. Sort of feel like I could use it,” she said, then she turned to me with an evil grin.
“You want to join me?” she asked.
“Hmmm, I can’t imagine I could be in the shower with you and not have something else happen, I’ll have you know,” I said.
“I’ll have you know that I haven’t had shower sex, either, and I would love to experience that on this weekend of learning things, too,” she said.
“Then you better hang on, because you are in for one crazy shower sex sesh,” I promised her.