My husband was away on a business trip, so I decided to have a little fun on a dating site a friend told me about.
I wrote in my profile that I was a 27-year-old housewife.
I'm actually 30, but people say I look like I'm in my twenties.
So I shaved a few years off my age.
Then I got a reply from a man.
He was an office worker, and his photo showed a slightly nerdy guy with glasses.
He was single and didn't have a girlfriend.
We started emailing, and eventually decided to meet in person.
Our emails weren't explicit, and I just wanted a break from my daily housewife routine, planning to go to my favorite Asian restaurant.
We arranged to meet in the evening at a station near the Asian restaurant.
I arrived a little early.
I was thinking, "What if he's a hardcore nerd?"
Or, "What if he asks me to cosplay at his place?"
Imagining these nerdy scenarios, I leaned against a pillar, trembling with fear, waiting for him to arrive.
After a while,
I got a call saying, "I'm here, but where are you?"
When I told him my location, a slightly stylish nerd appeared.
His jacket and pants were carefully chosen, but a bit too safe, Glasses Guy.
He was neither good nor bad.
His hair was a bit curly, and he still looked somewhat nerdy.
He was nervous, asking, "Are you Ms. ___?" in a shaky voice, which was amusing.
"Don't be so nervous, just relax,"
I said, showing my confidence as a married woman, as we walked to the restaurant.
We were seated at a two-person table facing each other, which seemed to make him even more nervous, as he wouldn't make eye contact.
He was looking in a strange direction.
I wondered if he was okay.
So I said,
"___, where are you looking? Look this way."
He said, "I'm just embarrassed,"
but I managed to get him to look at me!
I felt like a rare animal trainer.
Once the drinks and food arrived,
the conversation started to flow,
and he even shared some candid stories, which was a relief.
So I got carried away and said,
"How about spending the night together?"
in a teasing manner.
Then he suddenly got serious and said,
"Really!"
which surprised me.
I thought he was a herbivorous nerd, but was he actually a carnivorous one hungry for sex?
The atmosphere changed, making it uncomfortable, so we decided to leave the restaurant.
He paid the bill.
Hmm, he's a nice guy.
Thank you.
As we left the restaurant, I asked, "What do you want to do now? Go home?"
He replied, "What should we do?"
So we decided to head to the station.
While walking, he asked from a little distance,
"___, were you serious about what you said earlier?"
I asked, "Huh? What do you mean?"
He looked down and said, "Never mind."
I thought it might be about the teasing talk earlier,
so I teased him, saying, "Who knows?"
We arrived at the station.
I thought there would be no explicit content this time,
but then he said,
"___, I don't mean anything weird, but would you like to come to my place?"
I thought, isn't that definitely a weird invitation?
But since my husband was away, I was free!
Running away would be boring, so I decided to accept the invitation.
However, his place was in the opposite direction of mine, so I suggested,
"Let's go to a love hotel since it's closer."
He looked surprised and asked, "Is that okay?"
I ignored him, and we stopped by a convenience store to shop before heading to the love hotel.
He became completely silent.
Once inside the love hotel,
he said, "It's my first time in a place like this,"
looking flustered.
The roles of man and woman were completely reversed.
He was wandering around, so I suggested, "Please sit on the sofa,"
and he finally sat down.
I handed him a warm drink from the convenience store,
and after some small talk, he seemed to relax.
"It's amazing, the key really comes out when you press the button,"
he said, making me laugh with his love hotel newbie talk.
Even though we were sitting close on the sofa,
he didn't make a move, so I placed my hand on his thigh to gauge his reaction, and he flinched.
He suddenly looked down and said,
"Actually, I'm still a virgin at this age."
Ah, I thought, he is a virgin.
It was obvious from his behavior, Glasses Guy.
He said, "I don't know what to do,"
and shyly put his arm around my waist.
I said, "It's okay, leave it to me,"
and kissed him, deciding to take the lead.
He was so shy it was cute,
so I kissed him a lot.
I took off his glasses,
and when I kissed him deeply, he flinched adorably.
I felt like I was teasing a young boy, almost like reverse assault.
As I caressed his back and kissed him deeply, I started to undress him,
but he said, "Sorry, I haven't showered,"
with a tearful face, so we decided to shower together.
When I washed his uncircumcised penis, he made a nice sound,
which was fun.
Then he washed me, and we went to the bed.
We kissed deeply on the bed for a while,
caressing his back and inner thighs.
The awkward deep kisses were fresh and nice!
He was touching my chest.
After teasing for a while, I touched his penis, and it was already slippery.
Using the slipperiness, I touched the head with one hand,
while moving his hand from my chest down with the other.
The awkwardness felt good.
When I brought my mouth close to give him oral, he suddenly ejaculated!
Hmm, unexpected things happen with virgins,
which makes it interesting.
He was flustered, saying, "S-sorry,"
but I said, "It's okay,"
and wiped the head with a tissue.
We took a break.
Even after resting for a while, his penis was still hard, so I gave him oral.
He asked breathlessly, "How are you doing that?"
so I gave him a little extra service.
Then we switched roles,
and I taught him how to lick my vagina.
He was quite skilled,
and I was embarrassed but thrilled to be petted by this virgin boy.
Finally, I put on a condom and deflowered him!
We started in the missionary position,
but since he was inexperienced, he kept slipping out, which was frustrating,
so I switched to cowgirl position.
He seemed about to finish quickly, so I paused, kissed him, and moved slowly,
alternating speeds.
When I was satisfied, I moved vigorously to finish.
We still had time, so after finishing, we showered together again,
and talked on the sofa.
He said, "So this is what sex is like,"
looking happy, which was amusing.
After chatting for a while, we left the love hotel.
He paid for the love hotel.
Thank you.
We walked to the station, chatting about trivial things, and parted ways there.
At the taxi stand, he waved until the last moment, which was cute and made my heart flutter.
While experienced men are nice,
deflowering a shy virgin boy is
quite exciting.
