I’d never been so embarrassed in my life. Christie shoved me into a dressing room and insisted on grabbing things for me to try on. They were skimpy, lacy, and I would never be caught dead in any of them.
“Christie, you need to go easy on me. This is too much,” I begged when she handed me a black teddy with a matching thong and dark patches over the breasts. The rest was completely see-through. “I’m not on this level yet and my thighs will never be on this level. I think my ass would eat these panties.”
“Okay, give me a second. I’ll try again.”
I sat down on the little seat in the room and anticipated the worst. Surprisingly, I was actually impressed with what Christie brought. She handed me a pair of grey boy shorts that had lace connecting the sides and a black lacy tie up the front. They were subtly sexy. There was a matching bra with lace all over it and a see-through band. Sending her out of the dressing room, I took my clothes off and slipped into it. As I looked at my reflection, I instantly felt sexier. This was a new feeling and I kind of liked it, but more importantly, Kingsley was going to like it.
“How does it look?” Christie asked while shaking the curtain.
“Um, I actually think I’m gonna buy it.”
“Really? I’m coming in.”
“Wait, what?” I asked, but it was too late. Christie walked into my dressing room and took a good look at me.
“Dang, girl, Kingsley is one lucky man.”
“Thanks. I feel good in it.” I looked in the mirror again, turning around to stare at my butt, surprised that I actually liked how pronounced it looked in the boy shorts.
“Let’s get it and get you all sexy so you can drop by the fire station. Maybe you can meet up with Kingsley and give him a little taste.”
“I think I will.” I changed and headed straight to the cash register.
As we headed back to the car, my secret weapon in hand, I had a little bit of a panic attack. I’d bought lingerie. There was only one reason for a girl to buy lingerie and I didn’t know how I felt about that.
“What’s wrong?” Christie asked, noticing my silence.
“Actually, I think we should return the lingerie.”
“Why? You just said you loved it.”
“I don’t think I’m ready for what it means. I’m still a virgin,” I told her as I turned around and started to walk to the store.
Christie grabbed my arm and stopped me. “Okay, just because you bought it doesn’t mean you have to have sex tonight or tomorrow. You can keep it until you’re ready. It made you feel good, right?”
“Yeah, it did.”
“Then keep it. Wear it under your clothes when you want to feel confident. Wear it to sleep to have sexy dreams. Who cares? Lingerie is supposed to make you feel even better than you look. Come on, I’m going to unlock the car. Climb in the back and put the underwear on.”
“No, I’m not changing in a car. Anyone could be walking by.”
“Oh, don’t be so innocent. The windows are tinted so no one is gonna see you. Just put it back on and if you don’t feel more confident, sexy, or even a bit more relaxed, then we’ll return it.”
“Fine,” I grumbled, and slid into the back. I put on the bra and panties while covering myself the best I could. Once I pulled my clothes back on top of the lingerie, it was almost magical how I instantly sat up a little straighter. They were like magic lingerie. I climbed out of the car and smiled at Christie. “You’re right, I love the way I feel. I think it’s something to do with the lace. I’ve never worn it before.”
“Work it, girl. Besides, you don’t have to have sex if he sees you in it. You could just have some fun.”
“Yeah, you’re right. But then again, at the festival, I had this feeling when I was with him. What if he’s the one? What if this is the guy I’ve been saving myself for? He really seems to care. If I want to make this work with Kingsley, maybe I need to give us a shot. Maybe this is what I need to do.”
“As much as I’m all for sex, you don’t want to just do it like that. Is that how you want your first time to be?”
“No, it’s coming out wrong. I just mean that it might help our relationship move further and prove I’m serious.”
“Are you sure about this?”
We got in the car and, as she turned the heat on, I smiled at her. “We’ve done a lot up to this point and it feels amazing. I think I’m ready. Besides, isn’t this what you do in college? Try these things out?”
“Actually, this might be good for you. You can experience it, and hopefully it will bring you two closer.” She nodded and sounded hopeful.
Christie drove me back to my dorm and helped me get ready to surprise Kingsley.
***
How did I get here? I was sitting in my car, wearing the new underwear and a sweater dress with leggings. Christie tried to get me to just wear a coat, but I wasn’t at that level yet. So instead, my sweater had buttons down the front and Christie decided that the striptease I could give Kingsley with it was even better than the jacket.
Kingsley had said the fire was going to take a little while, so I took my time getting pretty. I let Christie put a bit more make-up on me than I normally allowed and we curled my hair. I felt a bit like Violet, and even sent her a picture. She was so angry that I let someone else do my make-up.
It had been about two and a half hours since Kingsley texted about the fire, so I was hoping he would be done soon. My nerves were not going to stay up for a whole lot longer. Thankfully, I didn’t have to wait. The firetruck pulled in about fifteen minutes after I did. Kingsley, in all of his glory, climbed out of the truck in his uniform and I about had a panic attack. Some people made jokes about men in uniforms, but I understood it now. There was something about the fireman’s jacket, hat, boots, and pants that had me practically panting. He had some ash on his face but a smile almost covered it. He was in his prime and practically shaking with exuberance. At that moment, he was the sexiest man I’d ever seen in person.
I opened the door and decided it was now or never. “Kingsley,” I called out to him as he was taking his boots and pants off.
He looked over to me and gave me a big smile. “Hey, babe, you look amazing.” He pulled me into a hug and gave me a little kiss on the lips.
“Thanks. I missed you,” I gushed, placing my hands on his chest. “Aww, you looked so good in that uniform.”
Kingsley bit his lip a little and his eyes seemed to darken. “Oh yeah? Is it working for you?”
“You could say that.”
“How would you feel if I said I was a major part of saving someone’s house?”
“I would feel…” I wanted to say something sexy so I quickly thought over my options. I could say I felt aroused and exhilarated or I felt like falling into his arms so he could ravish me. But I couldn’t do it, and instead I said, “I feel like getting a tour from the sexiest man in the building.” It was close enough.
“I could definitely do that.” Kingsley reached out to take my hand and I noticed it was shaking like crazy. I fed off his energy but tried not to bounce as I followed him into the station.
***
Before we walked in, Kingsley grabbed a spare t-shirt from his Range Rover. He was pretty sweaty from the fire. I kind of found it hot, but I definitely appreciated it when he sprayed some cologne and covered the weird chemical smell coming off of him. In his fresh fire department t-shirt, smelling like a mix of ocean and fresh air, he looked like he could star in a calendar.
We walked into the station hand in hand to a loud group of cheers and jarring. Kingsley introduced me to some of the guys as we walked around. They teased him a bit for bringing a girl in, but Kingsley seemed to appreciate the attention. He didn’t let me take more than one step away from him the entire time. We went through the station, stopping in almost every room for Kingsley to introduce me as his girlfriend. I loved hearing that word, but most importantly, I loved hearing the pride in his voice when he said it.
He was taking me out to show me the truck when I finally felt courage flow through me. It may have been the underwear, hearing Kingsley brag about me, or my hormones kicking into overdrive, but whatever it was, I took hold of it fiercely and tapped Kingsley on the shoulder. He turned to look at me and I motioned for him to come closer. I leaned in to whisper in his ear, trying desperately to sound sexy. “Hey, so this isn’t exactly why I came here. I was hoping we could go somewhere a little more private.” Then I nibbled on his ear.
“Oh, I know just where we should go.” He kissed my hand and pulled me along with him.
“This is one of my favorite rooms,” Kingsley told me as he closed the supply room closet.
“Why?” I asked, a little confused. It was pretty dark and definitely not as exciting as the firetruck.
“Because there is a lock on the door.” Kinsley reached behind me and turned the lock on the knob. He leaned forward and gave me a kiss.
“Wait,” I said, pulling away from her for a second.
“Um, okay.” Kingsley took a step back, raising his arms in surrender.
“You said this was your favorite room because it has a lock. Does that mean you’ve been, uh, you’ve been in this situation before?”
“No, but the thought has crossed my mind. You’re the only girl I’ve wanted to bring back here.”
I smiled and pulled him back toward me. As he leaned into me, I tried to let go of all the fear and trepidations flowing through my mind. I wrapped my arms around his neck and Kingsley held me close to him.
I broke the kiss and pushed him away slightly. “Just wait a second. I have something to show you.” I slid my jacket off and let it fall to the floor, kicking it to the side.
“What are you doing?” he asked, and raised his eyebrows at me.
“Don’t say anything or I’m going to lose my nerve.”
He nodded and waited for me to continue. I gradually started to unbutton my sweater dress, sliding it off my shoulders after undoing the last button. Then I reached for my leggings and slid them off, throwing both of them on top of my jacket. I stood there in front of him in the sexy lingerie I’d bought earlier, nervously waiting for his response.
“You are the sexiest woman I’ve ever seen, and that includes the chicks in porn.”
“I bought this with you in mind.”
“And you actually just got sexier.” Kingsley pushed me up against the door. He kissed me hard and delved into my mouth. His hand slid up my naked torso and caressed my breast. As he circled my nipple, I let out a moan. His hands felt amazing and I arched my back, pushing my chest into him, trying to give him better access.
He kissed down my neck, along my chest, but stopped at the top of my bra. Lightly kissing the sensitive skin that only he had touched, softly grazing the lace at the top of the cup. I ran my fingers down his chest and felt his definitive muscles, but his shirt was still on so I reached my hands under it, afraid to break the kiss and have him remove it. Kingsley growled a little and bit my lower lip. My head fell back and hit the door lightly as I basked in the feeling of anticipation flowing through me. I decided it was time to step it up a notch.
It must have been the lingerie, but I was completely comfortable with this decision and I actually wanted to push forward. I lifted my leg up and he grabbed ahold my upper thigh. Kingsley broke the kiss and took a deep, ragged breath.
“I don’t know what’s gotten into you, but I like this girl.”
“It’s the underwear,” I insisted, and gave him what I thought was a seductive look.
He must have bought it because he cupped my butt and nibbled on my ear. “Then I’ll buy you a set for every day of the week.” Kinsley ran his hand from my butt to my knee and then back up, digging his fingers into me. I groaned and moved his other hand to my ass, encouraging him to grab ahold of it.
As he squeezed my ass, he lifted me up at the same time. I wrapped my legs around his waist, terrified I was going to fall. As if he could read my mind he said, “Don’t worry, babe, I’ve got you. I lift hoses that weigh a lot more than you.”
He kissed me hard, his tongue exploring my mouth, and I tried to take control. I thought maybe it would keep me from changing my mind. He quickly shut that down.
Breaking the kiss, he looked at me and gave me a sexy but sinister look. “Let me do this. Give me the control.”
I bit my lip a second time and then nodded. I was willing to do this his way mostly because I didn’t really know what he was doing. He dropped his head to kiss my breast. He reached for my shoulders and slid my bra straps down so that he could grab my bare breast. As he stroked one nipple with his hand, he teased the other through my bra with his tongue.
I started to shift a little as I was uncomfortable. The sensation between my legs was practically burning and I craved more. I needed to get closer to him but he seemed to want to go slowly. This was not going to work for me.
“Kingsley, I want more,” I begged him as I grabbed his shirt and yanked him closer to me.
“Whatever you want.” He reached down and brushed the panties to the side. I took a deep breath as I felt him slide his finger inside me. It was the first time I’d let a guy near me but I wanted this. Hell, it felt so good I didn’t know why I’d waited so long.
He slipped in and out of me with one finger at first and I felt a tightening inside me. It was amazing and I moaned louder and gripped his shoulders tighter. It still wasn’t enough. I dug my nails into Kingsley’s back and he let out a gasp.
“I can do better,” he assured me as he inserted a second finger. It was even better than before and I couldn’t keep it in anymore. I cried out in pleasure as he started to circle around my small nub. I tried to shift a little, hoping to satisfy the urges that were begging for me to be handled.
“I love it, babe. But it’s not enough.” I clung to his shoulders as I felt my body start to shake.
He placed me on the ground and pulled his shirt off. I reached out and rushed to undo his pants. As they slid down, I took a deep breath. Was I ready to do this? Now that I was this close, nervousness hit me. My first time was going to be in a supply closet of a firehouse. But then again, it was going to be with someone I really cared about and who clearly cared about me. Yesterday, I thought he could have been the one. Who else would I want to share this with? It was time to get this out of the way. Everyone said the first time was awful. I was ready to move into that love making side everyone always raved about.
Before I could second guess myself, I grabbed his boxers and yanked them down. He was huge. I couldn’t believe it and I panicked a little. Was that actually going to fit inside me? I was going to enjoy finding out.
“I’m ready,” I told him as I tried to breathe normally. I locked eyes with him and then slid off my own panties and unhooked my bra. I stood in front of him, naked, and waited for him to respond.
“I got this,” Kinsley said excitedly, and reached into his wallet to get a condom. As he slipped it on, I smiled and pulled him in for a kiss. He picked me up again and slid inside of me. I felt a bit of pressure at first and closed my eyes tight against the bit of pain that was trying to ruin my time. But Kinsley kept on and I soon forgot the pain. Instead, I felt something else. It was like a raw sensation that overwhelmed any other thought coming to mind. I bit my lip to keep from calling out and ran my fingers through his hair, pulling as I felt myself beginning to get excited.
Kingsley, up against the door in the supply closet, was actually hitting that elusive spot. I’d always heard guys struggled with that, but there he was, and I was coming undone in his arms. I focused on the feeling resonating from inside me and held onto it as I went over the edge. I called out his name and shook violently as the aftershocks flowed through me.
“Yes, babe,” he said, and sped up a little bit. He pushed me harder against the wall and I felt him explode inside me.
He gently placed me on the floor and kissed me hard. “Now, that was fun.”