It had been eight years since she had seen him last. They had met as teenagers on a cold and snowy evening just before Christmas. A group of friends had decided to go Christmas caroling and had invited both of them. Other kids seemed to group together into couples and they were the only two left so they joined together.
After awhile they ended up at an Elementary school and a few of the couples found corners to make out in. She decided why not, she had not had a serious boyfriend and she didn't think she would ever see this guy again so a little fun wouldn't hurt. They stood close in a corner and she could feel his warm breath and warm mouth on her cold mouth. He kissed really great even though she wasn't much experienced in kissing, especially French kissing.
Soon she felt his hand moving down her back and around to the front near her breast. She had on several layers of clothes so she wasn't too worried about what he would feel. But soon he was searching under each layer looking to find some bare skin. Below her coat she had on a sweatshirt, a flannel long sleeve shirt, a turtleneck, an undershirt and her bra. She felt his cold fingers brush against her stomach and realized he had made it under all the layers. Then she felt his fingers brush over her thin bra and felt her nipple go taut. He circled around her small breast and reached under her bra and gently pulled on her nipple. The sensation was incredible.
She felt she shouldn't be letting him touch her so intimately, but at the same time it felt so good she didn't want to stop him. He played with her nipple some more as they continued to kiss. He started to reach down between her legs, but she pulled his hand away. She felt she had to have some dignity and not let him think she was too easy. He reached back under her bra then and played some more with her nipples.
Soon the other kids were calling to leave and go back to the house they had all met at. They followed along and she wanted to get to know him better, but the friends she had ridden with were ready to go. He didn't ask her for her phone number and she thought that was the last she would see of him. Then her friend got his number from another friend and called him and found out he wanted to see her again. They met again and went out several more times.
Each time they went out they grew closer both physically and as friends. They talked a lot on the phone and went to the movies and bowling and other activities. One night at the drive-in in the backseat of his brother's car they were kissing and he guided her hand to his pants. She could feel the giant bulge and was surprised it felt so big. She ran her fingers around the outline of the bulge and he undid his button and zipper. She reached inside and felt his warm skin and he let out a sigh. She had never seen or felt a boy's erection before and didn't know what to think. He seemed to enjoy her touching it and she ran her fingers up and down and around on it.