Chapter 7

~Wednesday, October 8th~

Another day, another dollar! Or rather, another penny, as it was in my case. I really needed to go back to school and get my four year degree. Oh well, one problem at a time. My pesky virginity was the issue of the day, or month, in this case.

Waking up, I started my morning routine. As I was running on the treadmill while listening to music, I began to contemplate the last couple of days. I had flirted quite a bit with various guys, including Dave and Ron. I couldn’t forget Ken, either.

Dave and I spent Monday evening sexting. I showed him my boobs and my vulva. He even convinced me to snap a picture of my naked backside. I teased him about wanting to see my booty when I sent it. Ron got some flirty pictures as well, but I was fully covered in all of those.

Ron asked me out for tonight. He suggested we go to dinner and a movie. I agreed. Our third date! I was excited. Dave also hinted at possibly meeting up in person. I put him off for the time being, but I was definitely interested. He was a sweetheart.

When I logged in to my work computer and started my day, I ran over my list of acts in my head. Four had been completed, but I only had so much time left. A naughty thought occurred to me as I was transcribing another report from a doctor on the other side of the country.

Number fourteen: give a handjob. Ron and I would be in a dark movie theater. Hell, it was possible I could cross several acts off my list! I wouldn’t let him finger me, I definitely didn’t wanna loudly moan in a movie theater, but maybe I’d let him feel me up. Yes, I had a good plan for the evening!

Deciding on a healthy lunch, I made myself a salad. The thick dressing I piled on made it slightly less healthy, but whatever, I was in amazing shape. While eating, I checked my dating apps, messaging a few guys as I texted a few people, including my sister.

Alyssa: Has my favorite slut-in-training made any progress?

Suzie: Good morning to you, too.

Alyssa: It’s afternoon now. ;)

Suzie: Whatever, Bitch.

Alyssa: Just answer the question!

Suzie: I may have done number eleven on Sunday. And Monday.

Alyssa: Which one was that?

Suzie: Number Eleven: Send nudes.

Alyssa: Dirty girl! Did you send them to that guy we met at the bar? I forgot his name.

Suzie: Ron, and no. I sent nudes to a guy from a dating app.

Alyssa: Just your tits?

Suzie: And my bum! And my lady bits.

Alyssa: No way! You showed your pussy?!

Suzie: I did! It made him cum. ;)

Alyssa: You are learning well!

Suzie: I also have a date with Ron tonight.

Alyssa: Doing anything fun?

Suzie: Just dinner and a movie.

Alyssa: Tame, but to be expected for a weeknight.

Suzie: Yeah...

Alyssa: Do you have plans for Friday?

Suzie: No. Why?

Alyssa: Henry, Dr. Renshaw, is having a party at his house. We were both invited.

Suzie: I was invited?

Alyssa: He mentioned you by name when he told me!

Suzie: I’d love to go! :D Is it a Halloween party?

Alyssa: Nah, but he is having one of those later in the month. Henry likes to party.

Suzie: I can see why you two get along!

Alyssa: Yup!

Suzie: You’re sure I won’t be crashing?

Alyssa: I’m sure! My friends are going. You’ve met a couple of them!

Suzie: I’m in.

Alyssa: Great!

Having finished eating, I cleaned up and got back to work. A few more hours of transcribing, and I was able to log out for the day. I dressed in casual clothes, jeans and a yellow t-shirt, then hopped in my car and drove to the restaurant. He had offered to pick me up, but my anxiety was more comfortable with the idea of me having my own car.

Ron was wearing jeans and a nice button down. He looked very handsome, and I told him so. We exchanged a quick kiss before heading inside. The meal was good, the company was great. A perfect way to celebrate our third date.

Once again, Ron insisted on paying for our food. Then the two of us went out to our cars and drove the short distance to the movie theater. Ron bought us two tickets to the latest release, along with sodas and a bucket of popcorn.

“Where do you wanna sit?” he asked when we entered the dark theater.

“How about in the very back?” I suggested while holding my giant soda. “It’s more private.”

“I like the way you think!” Ron laughed as he clutched the popcorn bucket.

We chose two seats in the top row. No one else was sitting nearby, so it really was like we had the theater to ourselves. Ron and I munched on popcorn as we sat through the previews. I love popcorn, even if it is annoying when the kernels get stuck between my teeth.

The movie started, and I set the half-empty popcorn bucket aside. Holding my soda in my left hand, I started sipping on it as Ron reached over wrapped his arm around my shoulders. I smiled happily when he squeezed my upper arm affectionately.

About halfway through the movie, Ron released my shoulders so he could brush a lock of dark hair back behind my ear. I turned to face him and noticed him gazing at me with affection. I grinned happily as we both leaned forward, our eyes closing as our lips met.

I moaned in pleasure as I began sucking on his tongue. He responded by lightly cupping my cheek. Perhaps I was wrong, but I liked to think that I was getting much better at kissing. Well, either way, I was more than happy to keep practicing.