A couple of weeks passed and I forgot about it when suddenly, one evening, the telephone rang. It was my old friend who asked if I was doing anything ...special next Saturday. I told him that I had nothing planned so he invited me to his apartment for a drink. It would be fun talking after all these years and also fun to meet his family so I accepted.Saturday came and after lunch I took the bus to his apartment. He opened the door and asked me to come in. I looked around but I could see neither. I was pretty sure he’d never even notice it until long after he got to work. Maybe he’d think his secretary slipped it in there.It took me ages to get to sleep that night. I kept thinking of Dad’s cock and masturbating, and then masturbating again. I finally fell asleep sucking on my thumb and pretending it was his cock. I was coming down the stairs the next morning when I heard my mom cry out. It turned out she had been helping my dad on with his jacket and patting the pockets and she was the. At first, I contemplated telling my father, who would confront Mr. Smythe. But I had to be realistic, my father was a normal-sized man, middle-aged. He was strong from years of farm work but by no means the size of Mr. Smythe; and though he had much social importance in our town, I felt certain that Mr. Smythe would not think twice about killing him if he thought my father would go to the local sherif. And then where would my mother and I be? No,I would have to do it myself.Over the days I. THE FIRST TIME COUPLE: Part 1 This is a fictitious story which I have based on true accounts from friends, along with personal experience. This is not a hard sex story, it is the commencement of a romantic tale of first experiences and the feelings experienced by many, many people, when confronted by sexual situations and sensations for the first time. It includes masturbation and the thoughts of a couple who are sexually inexperienced, yet desperate for their first time to arrive. I hope you.