"Right. Now, you guys understand that?"
"Sure," Jared said. "Things can’t get much more potentially embarrassing than what I’ve already been through this week, so fire away."
The class laughed, and I added, "Me, too. Go for it."
"Great. Now, I think I know the answer to this first question," Ms. T continued. "Amanda, you’re still a virgin, correct?"
Well, it was all going to come out now, wasn’t it? "No, I’m not," I replied.
"You’re not?" Ms T asked.
"YOU’RE NOT?" Maggie bellowed from her seat. "When did this happen?"
"My next question exactly," Ms T laughed, "Amanda, when did you lose your virginity?"
I glanced at my watch. "Oh, about fifteen hours ago," I admitted. "YOU GO GIRL!" Maggie yelled at that one.
"Well, one of The Program’s goals is to foster sexual awareness, after all," Ms. T pointed out. "Anyhow, since you gave me a different answer than I expected, Amanda, I’ll get back to you. Jared, you are still a virgin, correct?"
"No," he said. I could see he was smiling a little.
"Wow. I’m going to have to redo my whole line of questioning," Ms T laughed. "So, Jared, when did you lose your virginity?"
He gave me a little glance and then said, "Oh, about fifteen hours ago."
I think Maggie figured it out, but Ms T figured it out sooner. "Did the two of you happen to be together while this was happening?"
"Yup," I admitted with a smile, Jared parroting me. Maggie let out an "ALL RIGHT!" much to the bemusement of the whole class, even Mr. Tilling, and then she piped up, "Ms. T, can I ask them a question?"
"I don’t know, Maggie," Ms T said bemusedly.
"I just want to know if this happened before or after I saw them stark naked in The Mariner!"
I cracked up laughing, and said, "After. Definitely after. Food first, sex later."
Ms T smiled at that, and then said, "Wait a minute. You two went to The Mariner nude last night?"
"Yes we did," Jared admitted.
"We had a date," I told them. "We decided to do the whole outreach thing on the date. And then, after we left The Mariner, we…er…"
"I think ‘did it’ is the phrase you’re looking for," Ed Bauer butted it, to laughter.
"Yes, well," Ms T giggled, "anyhow. What I wanted to ask you guys was this. We know that you’ve been thrust into supporting each other through The Program. So, was this just two friends getting some release from one another, or was this something more?"
"Something more," Jared said immediately, the sweetie. "Definitely," I agreed.
"I guess what I’m asking," Ms. T continued, "is if we should all be considering you a couple now?"
Jared and I grinned at each other, then faced the class and said, in perfect unison, "Yes!" The class broke out in raucous cheers. We just sat there and beamed.
"A word, if I may," Mr. Tilling interjected. "You two might want to hold off on that a few days. The Program is counterproductive to exclusivity."
"To a point," Jared said. "After all, intercourse is not a reasonable request, is it?" Mr. Tilling agreed that it was not. "And emotional involvement is most definitely not a reasonable request." Mr. Tilling had to smile at that one, and agreed. "As for the rest of it, we deal with it fine. Hell, we just walked here from the lunchroom and she was getting felt up left and right, and not by me. We know what the score is."
"I must tell you, it’s an interesting experience having some strange guy diddling your pussy while you’re holding your boyfriend’s hand," I said impishly, earning a big grin from Jared and more cheering from the class.
"Just a suggestion," Mr. Tilling said. "If you two think you can handle it, then ignore me. Just be careful. This does have pitfalls."
"We know," Jared said.
"Good," Ms. T took over. "Now, I thought I was going to be asking two virgins about their expectations, but what it turns out I’m going to be doing is asking two recently deflowered virgins about how the event matched their expectations. Which might be better."
"Amanda. We’ll start with you. First of all, when did Jared ask you to go to bed with him?"
"He didn’t," I blushed. "Other way around." Everybody, even Mr. Tilling, hooted at that. "Hey, Jared is a gentleman. It was our first date. I just jumped the gun on him. Hey, after I brought it up, he told me he didn’t expect that. And I told him I knew, and knew he didn’t expect anything, and that was one of the things that was so wonderful about him." I noticed the cheering about that one was louder from the girls! "So, no, I told him I wanted him to make love to me."
"How did he react?" Ms. T asked.
"Oh, I don’t want to answer that one," I said.
"That’s OK," Jared laughed. "I’ll admit it. There was almost a major pile-up on Central Street right at that moment, because I damn near drove off the road."
"When did you know you were going to do this?" Ms. T asked me.
I blushed. "I think I started thinking about it the minute he asked me out."
"I didn’t know that!" Jared said.
"It’s the truth. And that was at lunchtime," I told the class, "when he asked me out."
"How did that happen, him asking you out?" Ms. T asked, so I told the whole story, including his long-time crush on me. The class loved that one.
"Ok," Ms. T. continued. "So, when you decided to sleep with Jared, Amanda, what did you hope would happen?"
"Well," I thought, "first, I hoped it’d fit." Everyone howled at that one, Jared just blushed purple. "I hoped it wouldn’t hurt too much. I hoped I’d have an orgasm. And, I guess, I hoped it would be, I don’t know, intense. Like you said what we did here with our hands on Tuesday. I hoped if we went all the way, it’d be as intense."
"So, what happened?" Ms. T asked.
I smiled and proudly said it. "It fit just fine, it didn’t hurt at all, I came four times, and if there were a Richter Scale of intensity, this would’ve been off it." The class applauded, to my embarrassment. And if it were possible to blush and beam at the same time, Jared would’ve been doing it.
"I giggled and laughed through most of it," I admitted. Most of the class, and Ms. T, looked at me in astonishment. "Really. Jared, tell them what you said when we were done."
Jared smiled and told them. "I said that nobody ever told me about the joy. In all the talk about sex I’d ever heard, nobody told me about the joy."
"That’s because it’s rare," Ms. T said. "Now, Jared, what were your hopes?"
"Well, as Amanda told you, this came as something of a surprise for me, so I didn’t have all that much time to think about it. I guess my biggest hope was not to fuck up!" Everyone laughed at that. "And I so desperately didn’t want to hurt her. I was really concerned about that. I knew she was a virgin, I knew the first time often hurt, and it’s been pointed out to me during The Program that I’m a bit on the large side."
"A BIT?" Maggie burst out.
"You just be quiet," Jared said to her. "Anyhow, I wasn’t worried about me. I was worried about her. Guys can cum almost at will, especially sixteen-year-old guys, and she made me cum before we got to the final event, so I wasn’t worried about that. I just didn’t want her to be hurt."
"And that worked out for you," Ms. T said, already knowing the answer from what I had said. But my sweetie answered it anyway.
"When we were done, and I asked if she was OK, she told me she skipped right past OK and went straight for delirious. Who could ask for more than that? " He looked at me. He was trying to hide it from the rest of the class, but he let me see it. His eyes were shining. And he told me he wasn’t a crier. Yeah, right. If we would’ve been alone, he would’ve bawled.
It was so sweet!
Ms. T started talking again. "Well, I’ve heard some first-time stories in my time. That’s got to be one of the better ones, maybe the best. Those of you who are virgins, don’t necessarily count on this. As I said Tuesday, willing consensual sex between two people who, at least, like each other is always fun-but it’s not always like Amanda and Jared described."