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My name is Jennifer, but my friends call me Jen or Jenny. I prefer Jenny. I am 27, blonde and single, and despite what you are already thinking, I have a college degree, can think in complete sentences, and usually know where my car keys are. Why men think blondes are dumb mystifies me, since i've known dumb brunettes, dim redheads, and even a few fairly dense dark haired girls. I am fit, athletic, and at 5' 11" have no issue getting a date or a man's attention. I work as personal assistant in a busy office which means most days I make coffee and copies, run errands, and do a whole lot of computer based work. Usually I work 8 to 4 Monday through Friday with occasional overtime on Saturday and all holidays off and paid. My degree hangs on my wall while I pay for it every month hoping someday to actually get a job that lets me use it. Until then I make good money and enjoy life for what it is. I live with my Aunt Linda in her huge house that she got in her divorce when my Uncle slept with his insurance agent. Aunt Linda is 43 and in better shape than I am, which is saying something since I run, work out, and go to the gym.
So five days a week I fix my hair and makeup, dress nicely, and go to work in an office doing whatever I'm told to do. When I get off work I stop and grab a few things at a local store close to home. Once I get home, I usually go for a run to blow off steam before dinner and then end most evenings doing a whole lot of nothing. I can get laid without trying, I just can't find a boyfriend. I'm not vain or bragging, the guys at work alone literally line up trying to get with me and then there's men at the gym, in stores, parking lots, etcetera. Maybe it's my body and looks, it could be the long blonde hair, who knows, maybe it's the whole package. What I can't get is someone to stay past the second or third night. I want a boyfriend, not sex, and I have just about given up hope. So at the small grocery store near my house... my aunt's house... whatever... it is literally a full sized market with the whole deal of produce, bakery, deli, an actual butcher and even a small dvd rental counter. Shhh... don't tell Redbox. There's no corporate feel, no chain prices, no stale ambiance. I know most of the staff and they are always helpful, friendly, and happy to see me.
One of those happy to see me is the manager, a handsome man named David. Around 30 years old, 5' 11" with short black hair, a nice strong frame, and a killer smile, I would date Dave in a second if he would do more than smile and thank me for coming in. I'm sure he has dozens of hot women in and out of his store everyday and probably doesn't know my name or remember me five minutes after I check out. Still, I look forward to seeing Dave, try my best to flirt or say something clever, and always leave flush and excited if he pays any kind of attention to me. I know it sounds dumb, but it's nice that at least one guy isn't trying to fuck me, although to be honest, I would let him. So for almost three weeks I have gone there everyday whether I needed anything or not, and while occasionally he was off, I saw Dave nearly everyday and flirted up what I hoped was a storm. Dave began to smile when he saw me come in, chatted more and more, and began to flirt right back. The thing is, either Dave believed in the 1930's very SLOW approach or he knew something I didn't because no matter what I said, did or wore, he didn't ask me out.
I would mention a concert and he would say shyly "That sounds like it would be fun". Sigh. I would mention an upcoming movie and Dave would reply "That looks real good, I want to see it". Really? Last week I casually mentioned that I would be alone all weekend and really wanted someone to come over, hang out, and snuggle in front of the TV with. Dave smiled and said "Whoever that is, he's a lucky guy". What the...? Either Dave was out of sorts or maybe he was gay, how else could you explain it? I was running out of ideas when a couple of days ago on Wednesday I saw an entry form for a local drawing, took it to Dave, and asked "Do you think if I put my number on this they would call me?" Dave stared at the form, then stared at me. I considered dropping the act and kissing him, and then he finally said "Yeah, probably... if you won". WHAT? Did I have to mail him a request? Maybe take an ad out in the paper? ASK. ME. OUT. I walked away and didn't even buy anything, but as I was at the exit door Dave hurried up and touched my arm saying "You didn't say goodbye Jen". I looked at Dave sadly and asked "You just don't get it... do you?"
He was still standing there confused when I drove off.
The next day was Thursday, and I skipped the store. I didn't need anything and figured why bother getting myself worked up for nothing. I got home, changed, and went for a run... a long one. I was on the home stretch when I saw Dave... at least I think it was him... getting out of a car five houses from mine. My aunt's. Whatever. He went inside the house he was parked at and I slowed but kept running until I got home, walked a bit, then went inside never giving it another thought. Friday, I was leaving work when Kenny from accounting caught up with me and asked me on a date. We both knew what that meant and it had been nearly a month since I got laid so I said sure. He followed me to the store and for whatever reason held my hand as we laughed, flirted and shopped. The plan was I make dinner, we watch whatever, then Kenny fuck me until we fell asleep exhausted. We've done this before a couple of times, but it was completely casual. Kenny knew if the mood struck we would just spend Saturday doing more of the same. He also knew it was sex and nothing more.
The problem is... Dave didn't know that.
Dave came around the corner of the aisle we were in and smiled at me, saw me holding hands with Kenny, then blinked and kept walking right past me. I excused myself from Kenny, found Dave a couple of aisles away, and asked "What was that?" Dave stared at me with a look I've never seen and said "I didn't want to bother you with your boyfriend". I huffed "I don't have a boyfriend Dave. God you frustrate me". Dave blinked and asked "What? How? What did I do?" I moved closer and said "I don't know what else to say or do. I'm interested and I cannot figure out why you won't ask me out". Dave froze, stared at me wide eyed for a long moment, then his expression changed and somehow I knew Kenny had walked up behind me. Dave said "I'll look into that and we can discuss it next time you're in". I narrowed my eyes and said "I'd like an answer as soon as you know something". Dave said "It will be my sole focus" and then he nodded at Kenny and walked away. Kenny held me from behind and kissed me warmly when I spun to face him. I'm not slutty or easy, but Kenny was already here so there was no reason to cancel what promised to be a really good night.
We got what we needed and cashed out, but the eye contact between Dave and I at the front of the store told me he not only got the message, but had an answer I would like. Yay. Kenny is nice to me and good looking, but he's take to bed material, not take home to mom. We had a nice dinner, watched part of GUARDIANS OF THE GALAXY VOL 2, then went into the bedroom and fucked for hours. Kenny kissed every inch of my naked body, I did things to him that pornstars haven't come up with, and we finished with a mutual explosive orgasm climax combo that was off the charts. I fell asleep naked and woke to find Kenny gone and a note apologizing that his sister needed help with her car. Whatever. I took a shower, got dressed to run, and again swore I saw Dave getting into an SUV at the house a few doors down from my house. My aunt's house. Argh. From now on I'm calling it my house since I live there. Anyways, I ran a couple of miles, then took a shower and went to the giant flea market slash farmers market. It's not a cliche or story point, most large cities have one on weekends.
If your city doesn't have one, maybe you should move?
I was walking around buying whatever when I saw Dave and a pretty redhead together and blinked. She was all over him and I mean there was no doubt they were together. She clung to him, hung off him, constantly kissed his neck, face and head, and held his hand quite a bit. Red was tall, fit, good looking, and they seemed happy. I decided to head home and cheat with junk food when Dave spotted me, made an ‘Oh shit' face, then literally pushed the redhead off him and said "Jenny... hi". I wanted to walk away but Dave dropped "It's not what you think" on me and before I could respond the redhead asked "Babe, who's this?" Not what I thought huh? I said "I'm nobody, babe. Just a customer from the store. Enjoy your day" and I spun and hurried off ignoring Dave saying "Jen... Jenny wait..." I sulked and fumed all weekend, only leaving the house for a run on Sunday morning and church afterwards. Monday Kenny apologized then said he was getting back with his girlfriend but thanked me for Friday.
No problem... I enjoyed it.
That afternoon I skipped the store and went home to run, and when I passed the house that might be Dave's. I saw him and knew for sure this time it was him. I slowed, walked up to him, and said "You're a real asshole". Dave looked around as if I hadn't just insulted him and asked "Were you...? Do you live nearby or something?" I said "Apparently we're neighbors" but Dave smiled and I said "Don't fucking smile at me. You make me feel bad for having a date on Friday and then Saturday yours was all over you". Dave laughed and said "Kendra? She's not... That's funny". I huffed "Funny? You know what? I wouldn't date you now if you were the only guy left in the city". Dave blinked, inched closer, then said "I'm glad you're so full of yourself to think you're so hot I can't do any better than you". I gasped and hissed "Listen fucko, one taste of this and you would never touch another woman". Dave said "You wish. I wouldn't fuck you now if you paid me..." and I slapped the taste out of his mouth. Dave stood there red faced and glaring at me as I growled "You blew it dick. Fuck you" and he sneered with hateful eyes "Not a chance slut". I swung but missed that slap and stormed off his lawn and back to my house. My aunt's house. Whatever. Fuck off.
I called work after my long shower and took a personal day for tomorrow then spent the night watching season 5 of LONGMIRE... again. I slept in for the first time in a while, went to the gym for a couple of hours, then sat in my kitchen and wished my aunt was home. She works all the time and has a handsome boyfriend who treats her well, so I see her in passing most days. Mom and dad are in Florida enjoying an early retirement because one of dad's casino trips paid off big one time and they invested all of it. I can't complain, daddy sends me a couple of grand each month whether I want it or not, and mom bought my car for me. I was staring at my half eaten salad and thinking about Dave and all the hateful shit we said to each other. Did he really mean what he said? Did I? I put on a nice dress, fixed my hair, and drove to his store. I found him in the produce section talking to a customer and he saw me, exhaled, saw my apologetic look, then sighed and excused himself. Dave came up to me and said "If you came to tell me how much I suck, this is not the place for another blowout". I said "I came to apologize".
Dave said "I get off at 7. Come down and I'll make dinner, apologize, and beg for forgiveness. There's a lot to explain". I said "I'll apologize too. Is it a date?" Dave stared at me and asked "Just like that?" I narrowed my eyes and said quietly "I didn't offer sex jackass. It better be a serious fucking apology before that subject even gets considered". Dave flared and said "I see. Well if you feel that way..." I held up my hand and said "Hold on. Bad, good, or both, save it for dinner". Dave said "Okay. I don't know what it is about you. You confuse, excite and frustrate me... all at the same time". I said "That's a strange compliment" Dave said "Here's the compliment. Once I burn a bridge, it's gone, but it has been eating at me about how I treated you. It means something that I regret how I acted and what I said". I sighed and said "Wow" and Dave said "That wasn't even the apology". Just because, I asked "Where's the redhead?" Dave said "Kendra is my cousin. We're very close and I tried to tell you that". Well shit. I sighed "Well, I've only slept with Kenny three or four times. It's not even close to serious".
Dave stared at me and asked "Did you say slept with?" Huh? I said "No, I said went out with". Dave was skeptical and said "It sounded like you said slept with. Maybe I heard you wrong". I exhaled and stepped closer then said quietly "We can continue to discuss what you think I said, or we can have dinner later. It's up to you really". Dave sighed and said "What I'd like to hear is the bad blood is behind us, you'll go out with me, and I won the lottery and get to sleep with you". I gasped, inhaled sharply, then asked quietly "Sleep with you? Where were these balls when I tried to get you to notice me all these weeks?" Dave said "Notice you? Jen, I noticed you, I was just... I was trying to..." Dave sighed deeply and said "It doesn't matter. You slapped some sense into me the other day. Now my only goal in life is to..." I grabbed Dave, pulled him into a scorching kiss, and sighed when his hands found and rubbed my ass. I stepped back breathless and excited as I gasped "See you at 7" and left his store.
Okay, so that went well! I mean overall...
I went home and took another shower because why not? I did my hair, tried on three different sets of lingerie then asked the mirror "Are you actually just going to put out?" The mirror didn't answer, but I was thinking maybe. I finally decided on a really sheer white bra and panties that if Dave got to see, we were doing it. The white lingerie worked because I decided on a cute and somewhat short white dress I had bought on sale and been waiting to wear. There were two problems with it. It was fairly short and pretty clingy... and it was about as see through as you could get without being flat out trashy. Don't get me wrong, I have a couple of ‘fuck me' skirts and a ‘fuck me right now' black dress that hasn't failed me yet. Then again, there's something about my body shape and tight workout clothes that drives men wild, so yeah. The dress was a bold step in a confusing relationship with Dave and I wasn't completely sure we were at the phase to even use the word relationship. Regardless, I was gathering my purse, keys and phone when my Aunt came in and gasped "Holy crap, who's the lucky guy?" I smiled and asked "Too much?"
Aunt Linda shut the door, set her things down, then asked "Are you trying to get laid?" I blushed and said "Kind of" and she said "Then it works". I sighed and said "I have a date with Dave, he finally asked me out... sort of". Aunt Linda moved around me slowly as if inspecting her prey, then she said "If that dress doesn't work, he's gay". I laughed and said "I might be late" but aunt Linda said "If you're lucky, you will be. Be careful, I love you". We hugged and I said "I'm always careful. Love you too". The moment I stepped outside the house, everything went to shit. I walked the half block to Dave's house and had just stepped onto his lawn when the sprinklers came on and they came on in full effect. We're talking full drench! I lost my phone, keys and wallet, and screamed like all the movie killers were chasing me. Dave looked out the window, disappeared, then the sprinklers stopped and he hurried outside. He said "I can't help but say wow, but let's get you inside and dry". I said "So far this date sucks" and he said "It's going to be fine. Once I get you undressed and dried off, we can..." I froze and stopped walking and Dave said "Uh, that's not what I meant".
I was soaking wet, pissed off, and showing way more of my body than I planned to before dinner. I said "We need to work on our communication" and Dave said "No shit". We went inside and Dave led me to what had to be his bedroom and again I froze and asked "Really?" He said "It's not like that Jen. Do you want to just go home and change?" I whined "No" then asked "What's for dinner?" Dave was staring hard at my body and I'm fairly certain he could see pretty much everything through my lousy choice of white everything. I exhaled slowly and asked "Dave? What's for dinner?" He said "Chicken carbonara and steamed broccoli". I said "Fine, get me a towel and you get a free show but everything else you have to earn". Dave blinked and I asked "What?" He smiled and asked "A free show?" I glared at him and said "You've already studied enough to pass a test. What's a minute or so of actual nudity going to change?" Dave said "I really like you" and I huffed "Really? Is that why it took you nearly a month to ask me out and I'm not clear that you even have?"
Dave asked "Are we gonna argue about everything?" I exhaled and said "Probably, but I'm pretty sure the sex will be epic". Dave gasped, coughed, then asked "What?" I said "I asked you where the towel is?" Dave went into what I assume was a bathroom and came back with a fluffy red towel and said "That's not what you said". I sighed and said "No, you're right. I said help me out of these wet clothes, be a gentleman, show me a nice time, and I might sleep with you. What did you hear?" Dave said "I'm an idiot" and I said "We already established that. Do you need an engraved invitation or are you getting undressed?" Dave tilted his head and asked "Boy, you don't mix signals at all, do you?" I said "You bring out the best of me. Let's skip all the apologies and explanations and just kick start this relationship. Get undressed". Dave was naked by the time I was out of my wet clothes and his cock was not a disappointment. Easily 9 inches hard, it stood almost straight up and was very happy to see me. Dave and I sized each other up for the pre sex warm up and I said "I'm sorry I slapped you and I feel like this should make up for any misunderstandings we've had".
We kissed eagerly and Dave had his hands all over my wet, naked body. I found and gripped his cock until he pushed me onto his bed and asked "Which one of us is the Alpha?" I said "Depends on the day and mood. Right now, it better fucking be you". Dave said "Right" and literally plunged into me without warning. I gasped and held him as he filled me to capacity and began stroking deep and hard. Angry sex, makeup sex, and first time sex all in one. This was some kind of legendary achievement for me! Unlike most girls, I enjoy sex and will not be shamed for it. I spread my legs wide to give Dave complete access as I raked my fingernails through his hair and then down his back. Dave stroked deep and hard while staring into my soul and I had to know. It wasn't the time or place, but I had to know, so I asked between gasps "What took you so long to ask me out?" Dave huffed "Really? Right now?" I gasped then panted "I can wait until your finished" and Dave gasped "That works" then fucked me harder. I pulled Dave into a deep kiss but he broke from it within seconds and gasped "I'm trying to focus".
That was when I knew I had met my match.
I let all drama and distractions go as I held Dave, worked my hips with him, and gripped his sides. I was being a smart ass when I said the sex would be epic, but so far it was! Dave drilled me deep, fast and hard, and if he didn't discover something it wasn't from lack of trying. I could feel the orgasm building and knew it was going to be a gasp, scream, then sigh. Yeah, that good... and it was. Dave was huffing and really fucking me as my entire body tingled, my hands and feet went numb, and then my brain exploded with colors and sound. I gasped, moaned, screamed, and then sighed as my orgasm swept over my entire body in shaking style. I was dizzy and breathless when Dave gasped "I'm gonna cum..." and I held him to let him know where I wanted it. His cock throbbed, his back arched, and then with a grunting gasp Dave exploded deep inside me and pumped until he was spent. We lay there kissing soft and slow until I had to pee, and while I did Dave leaned against his sink smiling at me. I sighed as I tinkled and asked "Are we there already? You haven't actually asked me out but we're in the bathroom together already?" Dave said "Pretty much all of this is backwards, we should just throw out the manual".
I finished peeing, flushed, then asked "What took you so long to ask me out?" Dave blushed, looked away, sighed, then said "No reason". SOmetimes I can be a hard charger so I exhaled, moved closer, and held Dave saying "Look, if I act like a bitch, ignore me. I take shit everyday and have to brush guys off looking to hook up. I know it's lame, but I want a boyfriend and a relationship". Dave was really blushing despite the hot sex we just shared so I stepped back and asked "Were you... did you think... wow... you thought I would say no if you asked me out. Am I right?" Dave wasn't rough or rude, but he brushed past me and went to sit on his bed. Wow. A true romantic and here I was being a bitch the last... well... recently. I sat beside Dave and said softly "Let me ease your mind David. I want you to be my boyfriend. Will you go out with me?" Dave nodded then we kissed before he said "But I'm not putting out on the first date. I have morals". We laughed then I said "That ship sailed and sunk thanks to your stupid sprinklers". Dave was grinning and I narrowed my eyes and said "If I ever find out you did that on purpose, I will wear more clothes, not less".
Dave just smiled and asked "Shower or dinner?"
It was the first time I ever ate dinner in a t-shirt and nothing else. It was kind of sexy. We made love after we watched 47 Meters Down, which was good by the way, surprising ending. Then I did something I never have, I slept over on the first night. The next morning I did the walk of shame home to get ready for work, and I was late for work, but other than a dirty look from my supervisor, no one seemed to care. I was happy and texting Dave all day, then went to see him as soon as I got off. We were kissing like teenagers in an aisle when I told Dave about being late for work. With a sigh Dave asked "How is this going to work exactly? Are you spending the night? Do you want me to stay over? Is there any kind of plan?" I blushed and said "You're awful presumptuous. Who said we were going to sleep together?" Dave smiled and said "Your house or mine, but after last night, we will be sleeping together". I liked his confidence and smiled but Dave continued saying "Although, to be honest, there won't be much sleeping going on".
Oh my!
Thanks for reading, I hope you enjoy it.
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