"You are kidding," Jessie said before swallowing a forkful of Moo Shi shrimp. "She actually said that?"

"Yup," Ryan confirmed, digging into the fried rice. "She’s really starting to disgust me. Hey, I want to win a national championship, too. But not like this. Courtney has no compassion whatsoever. I mean, Jesus—Warren’s going to come back, no use feeling sorry for him, he’ll be fine—but Shawna’s career is over. And Courtney’s happy about this? It’s disgusting."

They were in a Chinese restaurant, the Friday after Courtney had gloated over Shawna’s injuries. "How do you put up with her?" Jessie asked.

"There are times I ask myself the same thing," Ryan sighed. "She actually wanted to go to bed the other night. I turned her down flat. I suppose her sliminess about Shawna helped me get away with that, because that’s the excuse I used. She wasn’t happy, but at least I had a legitimate excuse to turn her down, that I was pissed at her." His voice lowered. "That was only part of the reason though."

"Yeah, I know what you mean," Jessie said. Then she sighed. "I’ve pretty much moved out of Sophie and Warren’s bedroom. I know you and I haven’t done anything, really, but it’s weird. It felt like cheating."

"Yeah," Ryan said. "I don’t mind, though, you know. I know that’s a special situation the three of you have."

"I know, but—well, it’s hard to explain."

"You don’t have to explain a thing to me, Jess," Ryan said.

"Well, yeah, I do," she said, taking a deep breath. "Ryan, my feelings for you, are, well, rather strong. And getting stronger."

"Good. I thought it was just me," he laughed.

"Nope," she smiled.

"I have to tell you, I liked you anyway," Ryan said. "I thought there was the possibility of something being there, potentially. But when I ever saw you lying on that hospital bed….." He shuddered. "And, since you’ve gotten out of the hospital, I can see the possibilities even more clearly."

"Ryan, what you did for me in the hospital….well, I couldn’t have been more touched. And, you’re right, it’s gotten more so since I got out."

"Yeah." They ate in companionable silence after that.

After Ryan paid the bill, they grabbed the leftovers and headed out.

"Did you want to do something else?" Ryan asked.

"Absolutely," Jessie said. "What did you have in mind?"

"Well, we could hit a movie."

"Nah," Jessie demurred.

"We could go back to my place," Ryan suggested tentatively.

"What a great idea," Jessie giggled. "Let’s."

They got in Ryan’s car and headed towards his apartment. He let them in.

"Nice," she said. "You’re neat, even. A lot neater than where I live."

"I don’t live in an apartment with a two year old in it," Ryan laughed.

"Good point."

"You want a drink?"

"Actually, if you have any wine……"

"Coming right up."

Ryan went and poured them both a glass. Then he sat next to Jessie on the couch. They sat there for a few moments, sipping their wine. Then, Ryan said, "Damn, this is awkward."

Jessie laughed. "I suppose it is. So, let’s change that." She put her wine glass down on the table. Then she took his out of his hand and placed it down. She smiled, and then leaned into him and kissed him. Their bodies wrapped around one another as the kiss got deeper. Jessie’s hands roamed all over Ryan’s back, as his hands ran up and down her waist. Then, Jessie broke the kiss, smiled up and him, and said, "I want you."

"I was hoping you would, but I wasn’t trying to push it."

"Good, then I’ll push it," Jessie laughed, running her hands over his chest.

"I think I’ll let you," Ryan laughed back. "But not here on the couch." He stood up and held out his hand to her. She joined him, and they made their way into his bedroom. When they got there, she tackled him onto the bed.

He laughed. "Enthusiasm. I like that."

"Good," she smiled, and leaned in and kissed him. They rolled around on the bed, lips locked, hands roaming all over one another. Ryan moved his hand over one of her breasts and gently rubbed it. She moaned into his mouth.

He reached for the hem of her shirt and tugged. She helped him get it off then sighed happily as his hands reached behind her to the clasp in her bra. She shrugged out of her bra, and his lips came back to hers, as his hands gently fondled her tits.

He moved away from her lips and gently nibbled on her earlobe as his hands roamed across her boobs. His thumb flicked at a nipple She softly moaned under the touch of his hands and lips.

Without a word, Ryan left her earlobe and started kissing down her neck. Passing over her shoulders with his hips, he kept going and headed right for her erect nipple. She moaned appreciatively as his lips closed over her nipple.

He gently nibbled on her tit for a while, as she ran her fingers through his hair. After a bit of this, he reached for the snap of her jeans. She eagerly raised her hips up and helped him slip the jeans off of her. Before he could settle back into his previous position, she stopped him, said, "Your turn," and went for his clothes.

In a short period of time, they were both naked, and Ryan was back nibbling on Jessie’s boob, with his hand gently fondling her pussy. Jessie, in turn, had one hand lazily tugging at his cock, the other one rubbing through his hair.

This went on for a few minutes, both of them gently exploring the other. Then, Ryan looked up from Jessie’s breast, and said, "This is so new to me."

"What?" Jessie grinned.

"It’s hard to explain, and now’s not the time."

"OK," Jessie grinned, "but you’re not making much sense."

"I know," Ryan laughed. "Just, tell me what you like."

"I like what you’re doing. Believe me," Jessie smiled.

Ryan smiled back, then went back to what he was doing. After a few minutes—which were made more enjoyable by Jessie’s happy sighs and groans—he started kissing down from her breasts, down her stomach. As he got to her navel, clearly headed between her legs, he looked up and said, "Um, do you mind?"

"Mind? Why on earth would I mind?"

"I’ve never actually done this before. Uh, some people think it’s gross."

"Some people are idiots," Jessie laughed. "Do not stop."

He chuckled, and didn’t stop. He worked his way down and then buried his face between her legs. He’d always wanted to do this, but Courtney wouldn’t stand for it. What was I missing, he marveled to himself, as Jessie moaned under the gentle assault of his tongue running up and down her pussy lips. As he zeroed in on her clit, she groaned louder, and brought her legs up around his shoulders. She pressed her thighs into his head as he nibbled and licked at her clit—and he didn’t mind at all.

"My God," she gasped, "are you sure you’ve never done this before?"

"Yup," he said, muffled, then went back to it. It wasn’t long before she exploded, moaning deeply. He withdrew, letting her settle down a bit, then dove back in.

"Ryan, wait!" she said.

"Too much?" he asked.

"No, but…..just get up here, next to me. Lie on your back." Puzzled, he did so. She grinned at him, moved herself around, and—to his surprise—climbed on top of him, straddling his face. "If I start to suffocate you, just slap my ass," she said with a grin, looking back at him. He grinned back, and she lowered her dripping pussy down to his mouth. He started back in licking it up and down—then he felt her mouth engulf his dick.

This was a first, too. Courtney wasn’t into oral at all. He couldn’t believe how good Jess’s mouth felt wrapped around his dick. He enjoyed it for a minute, then went back to licking her pussy. He had his hands on her hips, steadying her, rubbing his hands along her flanks. As he again zeroed in on her clit, she started moaning around his cock, which just increased the sensations.

Since Jessie had already gone once—and since she strongly suspected that this was his first blowjob—it was no surprise to her that he went first. She felt it swell in her mouth, then he yelped, "Oh, God, Jessie, cumming!" He was very sweet to warn her, but she was having none of that—she gulped his whole length down and felt his cum splatter on the back of her throat. Since he—amazingly—didn’t lose a beat on her clit with his tongue even while he was cumming; and since she loved the feel of a guy cumming down her throat; she went right after him. She ground her pussy into his face and spasmed as she groaned around his deflating cock. She went right on cleaning off the remnants of his cum as she exploded above him.

To Ryan, it was like being hit by a freight train.

Jessie climbed off of him, rearranged herself on the bed, and snuggled into this shoulder, sighing happily. She went to kiss his cheek and looked at him. "Honey? You look upset."

"No, not upset, not at all. Shell-shocked would be more accurate."

Jessie giggled. She reached down and started lightly tugging at his cock. "Well, let me get this guy woken up again, then you’ll really be shell-shocked."

"You’re amazing," he said.

"You’re pretty damn fantastic yourself." She flexed her had around his dick, trying to coax it back to life. It didn’t take much coaxing.

As Ryan’s dick started reviving, so did the rest of him. He gently started kissing her face and neck, and ran one hand all over her body, the other one playing with her hair. Jessie sighed as his lips caressed her neck and his hand gently fondled her breasts and stomach. She gripped his cock and felt it grow in her hand.

She tugged on his cock, and whispered in his ear, "Make love to me." She lay back on the bed, legs parted, open to him, smiling up at him as he positioned himself between her legs.

Ryan wanted to do this right—but there was a nagging thought in the back of his mind that he never had—done it right, that is. Even though they hadn’t made love yet, every one of his previous sexual experiences already paled completely, compared to this.

He looked down at her, open and waiting, smiling at him. He took his hand and positioned himself at her entrance-then he reached down and kissed her. She eagerly returned the kiss, and, as their tongues wrapped around each other, he slowly slid himself into her. She moaned into his mouth.

Ryan started a steady, slow pace, pulling himself all the way out of her then sliding back in to the hilt. Their tongues and lips were still fastened to one another as Ryan moved in and out of Jessie. She brought her legs up and hooked them at the ankles above his ass. After a few minutes, Jess broke the kiss and hissed "Oh my God, Ryan!"

He looked down at her and their eyes met. On an unspoken signal that Ryan was amazed he picked up on, he started moving faster. He gradually picked up speed until he was vigorously slamming in and out of Jessie. She slung her hips up to meet his thrusts, and started a low moan as he picked up speed.

Their hands found one another’s’. Hers were on the bed, up beside her head. His, holding him up, found hers, and their fingers intertwined as he moved in and out of her. Suddenly, her fingers gripped his full force. She moaned, "Oh, Ryyyyaaaaannnnnnn!" and stiffened beneath him, her hips coming off the bed. He felt her pussy contract around his dick, and thrust through it, reaching his own climax as she came down.

He tried to get off her, but she wouldn’t let him. She kept her legs wrapped tightly around his hips, and pulled him by his shoulders so that he was right on top of her. Finally, after his dick had slipped out of her, she allowed him to roll them onto their sides. She was still plastered to him.

"Oh, my Jesus," she finally gasped.

"I agree," he chuckled.

"That was perfect. Just perfect. And I didn’t even have to say anything," she marveled. "Wow."

She looked at him. "You’ve really never gone down on a girl before?"

"Nope. You seem surprised."

"I’m very surprised." She looked at him. "I know it’s gauche to bring up other lovers when you’re in somebody else’s bed, but you have to understand—I have a basis of comparison. And you are damn good."

"Basis of comparison?" he asked.

"You’re going to drag this out of me, aren’t you?" she grinned. He nodded. "Fine. Don’t say I didn’t warn you. Well, first of all, don’t forget I spend part of my time in bed with another girl."

"Ah," Ryan said. "And girls are better at that, cause they know how it feels."

"In theory. However, as good as she is, even Sophie’s not as good as Warren. If pussy lapping were an Olympic sport, Warren would have a closetful of gold medals, OK?" Ryan looked at her—and cracked up laughing. "True story. But, honey, you were damn close. And on your first time? I was very happy to discover that, let me tell you."

"Well, if I have that much natural talent, I’ll just have to keep practicing my technique, won’t I?" he said with a sly smile.

"Any time you want," Jess beamed.

Ryan just grinned. "So, tell me," she continued. "What did you mean earlier, about it being new to you?"

"You sure you want to hear this?"

"Yeah. Hey, you’ve heard some stuff about Warren."

Ryan sighed, and stroked her hair. "True, but this isn’t as good. Courtney liked sex one of two ways. Completely dominating, or catatonic. Either she took all control of the situation, or she just lied there like a blow-up doll. Depending on her mood, but that’s what I got. The only foreplay was the odd swipe of a hand. That’s the first time I’ve ever done oral, giving or receiving. And it’s the first time I’ve ever been in bed with, well, I don’t know," he faltered. "I guess the best word is equal. This is the first time I’ve been to bed with an equal. "

"Ah," Jessie said. "Well, Crash was usually pretty dominating, so I understand that part of it. And my other situation, well, that’s just a little weird. It was nice to be in bed with one person and have all his attention."

"You certainly had that," Ryan laughed. "Especially when you came. God, what a sight."

"Glad you liked it," Jessie giggled. "I plan on letting you see it a lot."

"I think I can handle that," Ryan grinned.