A couple of days went by, and I couldn't stop thinking about Karl. Not only was he the first person I ever had sexual relations with, he was the first person I ever felt this kind of excitement for. I was eagerly sitting on my laptop, waiting to see a message from him.
Finally, he called. My horny mind was hoping that he was calling for another hookup, but instead, he called me to ask if he could pick me up to go look at some vans for sale. My heart sunk into my chest. I couldn't believe he was actually pulling through with it. I've been made a lot of promises in my life, but often times they weren't seen through. Karl actually meant it. I was so excited I could barely conceal it. He definitely heard it in my voice.
Thankfully, I was home alone that afternoon. I told him that it's no problem, and he said he would be there soon.
My mind was racing with thoughts. I needed to gather all my documents and check my account balance to see what I could afford. I wasn't sure how much Karl would help out here. Subconsciously without thinking, the first thing I actually did was open up my bedroom closet to think about what to wear to impress Karl.
At this point I did not know a lot about Karl. All I knew was that he was a gentle older man with a gentle voice, loving attitude, and had a penchant for making "college" guys give him blowjobs. I wasn't sure what to wear, so I tried to replicate what I was wearing the day I went over there. a fitted T and my slightly too tight shorts.
