Paige and I were out on the town for dinner at our first date restaurant, Gilmore's. We were sitting in the bar area again. Just before finishing dinner, Paige kicked me in the shin.
"Ouch! What was that for?"
"Reba is here. She's with a guy."
"Good for her. Did you need to kick me so hard?" I asked rubbing my shin under the table.
"Are you going to look?" She had a goofy smile on her face.
"No"
"Oh come on, she totally wants you to. I think she's trying to show you her new man. She keeps looking at me."
"She is looking at you because you are staring at her, you psycho. Leave her alone."
"She totally wants you to look. Just give her a wave."
"No."
"You are cold hearted. The poor thing falls for you, gives you a BJ, and then you dump her. You can't even give her the time of day?"
"It does sound bad when you put it that way. I feel a little guilty. Let's have them over to the house."
Paige said flatly, "I wasn't kidding when I said if I ever see that whore at our house, I'll stab her in the eyes."
"There's the Paige I know and love." I noted she said 'our house'. I liked it when she said 'our house'. And hopefully soon she would say 'our family' but I was getting ahead of myself.
Paige leaned forward and whispered, "She is coming this way."
Sure enough, Reba passed within six feet of our table holding hands with her date. Just as she passed our table, I heard her say to her date, "Let's go back to your place."
When they were gone, I told Paige. "Looks like someone is getting lucky tonight."
***
On the drive home I decided to bring up her reaction to Reba, "Paige, I noticed you weren't as jealous as normal when you saw Reba."
"No, I know that you are my man now. Your heart belongs to me."
"True," I agreed.
"I have you wrapped around my finger."
"Really?"
"Yeah. This one." she held up her left pinky for me to see. She regarded it from a few different angles as if it had special powers.
"Oh, is that so?" I reached over and tickled her ribs. I enjoyed how she squirmed away. "We will see about that. Tonight I will remind you who the boss is."
"Oh boy! I like the sound of that."
On a whim, I turned off the road towards the lake.
"Where are we going?" she asked. Paige smiled brightly already knowing where we were headed.
It was time to unearth her dirty secret, whatever it was. "We need to sit and talk without distractions." I told her.
"If that's what you call taking a girl for a nighttime drive down to the lake, okay. I've never parked by the lake with a boy before." She placed her hands on her knees and batted her eyelashes at me with the look of an innocent school girl.
We found a secluded place to park and I killed the engine and lights. It was a nice view, a perfect place to park with a girl, so I shouldn't have been surprised when Paige moved in to kiss me. She had one hand caressing my chest and the other in my lap feeling my quickly hardening dick. I kissed her back and felt her breast. My other hand went under her dress and looked for a path into her moist undies. I moved my mouth over and started to kiss where the corner of her jaw met her delicate neck and she mmm'd. One finger found its way into her hot, wet pussy.
Paige moaned. "Oh Paul, you always know what feels perfect."
I didn't want to stop but making out was not accomplishing the talking we needed to do.
I reluctantly pulled away. "We need to talk first."
Paige looked a little perturbed at me. "What could be more important than what we were doing right now?"
"Our future," she looked confused so I clarified. "Our future together," Paige started to get an elated expression. Oh god, she thinks I'm proposing! This is going from bad to worse. I quickly explained before things got out of hand. "We need to talk about a couple things before we take the next big step." I hoped that was enough damage control.
Paige deflated. "Okay, what's up?"
"What is the story with your first boyfriend. What makes you so jealous."
"Those aren't exactly the same issue."
"How so?"
"Let's talk about the asshole first. You met him."
"I did?"
"He was the valet who opened my door on our first date. The look on his face was priceless."
"I remember not liking him. How did he wrong you?"
"He was the cutest guy in school. I was so excited when he asked me out. But, he spent every date just trying to get in my pants."
"That's kind of normal. I always want to get in your pants."
"You are different. You want to be with me because you like me. Other guys are the other way around. They like me because they want to get in my pants."
I wasn't so sure I was that pure before I got to know her, but I let it go. "I'm sorry I interrupted, please continue."
"On the first couple of dates, I just let him kiss me; I made him stay outside my clothes. On the third date he talked me into a hand job." she giggled, "I could fit his entire little dick in my hand. I knew his was small. Yours was the second one I saw, it scared me to death. It is so much bigger. I had no idea they could be so big." Paige blushed. "I remember being on my knees looking at it the first time. I wasn't sure what to do with it. I didn't think it could fit in me."
Wow, could she build up my ego. It isn't that big, just seven inches. "It fits perfectly. Go on." I assured her.
"Yes it does. On the forth date he wanted a BJ. I said no but I let him hump against my boobs. And on the fifth date I let him go all the way. Thank god I made him use a condom."
"Why did things go wrong?"
"I let him do me. That was all he wanted. He bragged to his friends how he scored with me. When word got back to me that he was bragging, I went to break up with him."
"Okay, and?" He was a big jerk but it didn't add up to the amount of anxiety she demonstrates.
