Kate Jordan looked around the room with a sigh. Barely clad bodies were everywhere; dancing, drinking, making out. Every now and then, a couple would slip away. Sometimes it was more, a trio or two couples.

With a sigh, Kate made her way to the drink table and grabbed another lime soda. This kind of party was really not her thing. Still, bored and in need of something to do, she had let her roommates Nelly and Lana drag her along.

“Hey there, cutie. Wanna dance?” asked a guy in shorts and a mostly unbuttoned Hawaiian shirt.

The guy looked a bit old to be a student but maybe he was a grad student. Kate had to concede that he was rather attractive. His bare torso was in good shape, even if not quite a six-pack. And his face was handsome, with a neatly trimmed beard and mustache.

“I am not much of a dancer,” Kate responded softly.

“Shit, really? With that body, you should be a natural, babe.”

Kate was wearing a bodysuit with a long, loose skirt. The bodysuit fit her natural curves like a glove and its plunging neckline showed a bit more cleavage than Kate usually allowed. This guy was not the first one at the party to put the moves on her. He was, however, the first who appealed to her. Still, he needed some attitude correction.

“Look, please don’t call me ‘babe’. Or ‘cutie’ for that matter. Okay? If you want to call me something, ‘Kate’ will do. I am a competitive swimmer and a bit of a runner, but I am no dancer.”

The guy looked a bit taken aback.

“Whoa, sorry. Guess I came off a bit rude there. If, um, dancing is not your thing, maybe we can just join the quiet group out back and chat.”

Kate smiled and nodded. His discomfort seemed genuine.

“I’m down with that. Let’s go.”

“Out back” meant the patio of the house where the party was being held. The hosts had designated it as a quieter spot since having noise out there would likely get trouble from neighbours.

“I’m Keith Prentice,” the guy told her once they found a quiet spot, “ I have a Master’s in History and am working on a doctorate.”

“Cool. I am just finishing my second year in undergrad English. Katelyn Wells is my full name but I prefer just ‘Kate’.”

“Nice to meet you. Look, I am not exactly crazy about this party, either. But a buddy put me up to it. He thinks I am overstressed and need to have more fun. Maybe even get laid.”

Kate broke into laughter.

“Fuck, that’s exactly like my friends. ‘Take a break, Kate,’ they say, ‘get some action.’ I am just not the type who goes around picking up guys at parties.”

Keith sighed.

“I’ve never been much for the party scene or picking people up either. I had a girlfriend for a couple of years during my undergrad. Just enough to have lost my virginity and learned a bit about what I do and don’t like in a relationship.”

“I have never had a boyfriend or even dated much. To be honest, I am still a virgin. Not holding out for marriage or anything, just haven’t been in a hurry.”

They chatted quietly for a while, discussing their studies and social activities. Kate found herself surprisingly relaxed and comfortable with Keith. Her attraction to him was increasing quickly, too. She had a growing sense that she would not mind if this brief encounter turned into more.

Nelly appeared at the back door of the house and headed for them. From the way she looked and walked, Kate guessed her roommate was a bit drunk.

“Hey, Katey, you got a friend,” Nelly said, weaving a little as she reached them.

“I do. You have been drinking a bit too much.”

Nell giggled.

“Well, that’s part of having fun, eh? Look, I am leaving with a guy I know. He’ll, um, bring me home. Eventually.”

Nelly grinned and giggled, suggesting “eventually” might be a day or two.

“Where’s Lana? I haven’t seen her in a while,” Kate asked.

“I saw her fooling around with some guy on the dance floor. They were getting pretty flirty so probably took off for one of the bedrooms. Do you think you can get home yourself?”

“I can drive you,” Keith suggested before Kate could answer.

She was actually relieved. Riding taxis or transit late at night always made Kate nervous. Then again, shouldn’t riding with a guy she just met make her nervous, too? Strangely, going home with Keith seemed more appealing than scary.

“Okay, so I guess I am good, then. Have fun,” she told Nelly.

“You, too, Katey. He’s cute,” Nelly said with a wink and giggle.

A guy met Nelly at the door, and they disappeared. Kate smiled at Keith.

“See, my friend thinks you’re cute,” she told him, “and thanks for the offer. I’ll definitely take you up on it. Can we go soon? The racket is giving me a headache.”

“Sure. Home or do you want to find a quiet spot to talk more?”

“I’m probably too pumped to sleep right now. Got a place in mind?”

“Wilson Park is well-lit and not far. I walk in there after dark often and it seems safe.”

“My apartment is near there, actually. Let’s go.”

Kate and Keith wandered in the park for a while, chatting idly. Finding a bench by the creek that ran down the park’s East Side, they sat down. Kate collected the feelings that had been dancing in her head since meeting her new friend and decided to let them out.

“Keith,” Kate said quietly, “I really, really want to bring you home. I have never felt like this about a guy before, let alone one I just met. But I know that creates expectations and I am not sure that I am ready to go there yet.”

“Me, neither. But, yeah, I almost asked you if you wanted to come to my place when you talked about wanting to leave the party.”

“I might have said ‘yes’.”

Kate’s heart was racing and she felt a need to be close to her new friend. Very close. She slid close and put an arm around his neck. Keith turned his face towards her, a smile on his lips. Lips that Kate very much wanted to kiss. So she did.

“Wow,” Keith said when she backed away, “Not bad for a first kiss.”

“Not strictly my first, but the first where I really felt something.”

Keith returned the kiss. They let this one linger for several minutes, moving from closed to open mouth, then to tongues.

Kate was becoming aroused. She knew the feeling well from masturbating. This was different from self-stimulation, though.

“Are you really ready to give it up to a guy you barely know?” she questioned herself, “He could be gone in the morning for all you know.”

The answer, Kate realized, might just be “yes.”

“How are you? You’re okay with this?” Keith asked, taking Kate’s hands.

“Very.”

Then her mouth was on his again. Keith’s hand found one of her tits and kneaded it through the thin, stretchy fabric of the bodysuit. A thumb brushed Kate’s stiff nipple. That sent electric tingles through her body.

“We can’t do it here, can we?” she asked at the next break.

“Risky for sure. You said your place is near here?”

“It is. Let’s go.”

They were barely in the door before Kate found herself pinned to the wall. Keith’s tongue was in her mouth and his hand was inside her skirt. The snaps of her bodysuit’s crotch came undone. She had a thong beneath that was now the only thing between her virgin pussy and Keith. His fingers pressed into her, gently massaging her pussy through the fabric as they kissed for what felt like an hour.

“Shit, I’m going to have an orgasm,” she said, barely getting the words out before her body shook with a blast of pleasure from her loins.

Keith released her and stepped back. He looked a bit stunned.

“Whoa. Sorry. Was that okay?”

“Oh hell yes. I just wasn’t prepared.”

Recovering her composure, Kate shed the skirt. She tossed it onto the couch. Then she slipped the shoulders of the bodysuit down, revealing her soft, heavy tits. Finally, she removed the thong, leaving her with just the bodysuit around her waist.

“Your turn, big guy,” she said.

Keith grinned. He pulled the shirt off over his head and then undid his shorts. When he slid them, underwear inside, to the floor, Kate feasted her eyes on his long, thick cock.

“I want you,” she hissed, caressing it gently, “I want you now.”

Keith guided Kate onto her couch and knelt in front of her. Pushing the young woman’s thighs apart, he buried his face between them. She lay back, enjoying the sensation as his tongue went to work, caressing her soft lips and stroking her aroused clitoris. A finger entered her, exploring gently within.

“Oh fuck yes,” she groaned as her second orgasm of the night soaked the couch with a gush of her juices.

Keith pulled Kate’s bodysuit the rest of the way off, then rose and helped her up. He pulled her nude body against his and kissed her. Kate could feel his stiff prick against her belly. She got a hand down and stroked it lightly.

“I want this now. I want you to fuck me, Keith.”

They kissed again, then Kate led Keith to her bedroom. She pulled back her comforter and lay down, legs spread in invitation. Keith lay atop her and they kissed some more. Then he raised himself up on his arms. With one hand, he guided his cock’s swollen purple head to her opening.

“You sure?” he whispered.

“Never more so,” Kate answered, a smile on her face.

She had second thoughts when he went in. His thick cock was more than Kate expected for her first time. She winced and gasped.

Alarmed, Keith eased out.

“Are you okay? I’m sorry. I thought after two orgasms, you could take it easily.”

Kate’s fear of missing out on this beautiful moment overcame her fear of the pain.

“It’s good. Please try again. I still want you in me.”

This time Keith took it slower. Once his cock was buried in Kate’s slick interior, he kissed her. Then Keith slowly began moving inside Kate, a slow, gentle back-and-forth movement.

Kate felt better this time. She caressed her lover’s body with her hands and moved her hips a little in time with Keith’s thrusts. Having another person inside her suddenly felt like the most beautiful thing ever.

When Keith came, he groaned and shuddered. Kate could feel his thick cock throbbing inside her. She smiled and closed her eyes with a satisfied sigh.

Kate awoke with the sun the next morning. In the excitement of her first sexual encounter, she had forgotten to pull the curtains. Keith was still asleep, though, so Kate slipped from the bed. She managed to get a robe out of the closet without awakening Keith, then went out to make some coffee.

Both of the other bedrooms were open and empty. Kate had expected as much. Lana and Nelly were often absent on weekends.

“Doing what I just did for the first time last night,” she thought.

As the coffee machine rumbled and gurgled, Kate had a revelation. They had not used any protection and she was not on birth control.

“Oh hell,” Kate said aloud, “Please no. I can’t handle a baby right now.”

When the coffee was finished, Kate went out on her balcony. She did not really feel like breakfast yet, so she sat on a chair and sipped her coffee in the morning sun.

“Good morning, Kate,” Keith said when he came out in his boxer shorts.

Kate had barely noticed his underwear when he had shed it with his pants. Now she saw that it had a colourful pattern on it similar to the shirt. The fly was askew, giving her a glimpse of his cock inside. A delicious tension in her lower belly suggested she wanted more than a glimpse.

“Good morning. How are you?”

“Good. Last night was, um, wow. You were so passionate and aroused it almost scared me.”

Kate giggled.

“Scared me a bit, too. Look, I am really stoked for more but, um, we need to pop over to the pharmacy up the street first, eh.”

Keith looked puzzled, then his eyes went wide.

“Oh shit, we did it completely unprotected, didn’t we?”

Kate caressed his bare torso and smiled.

“We did. It was the heat of the moment, right? Let’s play it a bit more carefully going forward, though.”

She put her coffee down and stood. Untying the robe to bare herself to him, Kate embraced Keith and gave him a slow, sensual kiss. Her hand pulled his cock out through the fly, caressing it lovingly.

“Pharmacy?” he asked weakly.

“There must be ways we can enjoy this without actually fucking,” she cooed, “Your mouth felt so good on me last night that I would like to learn to do the same for you.”

She sank to her knees. Nervous but excited, she kissed the head of his cock, then licked it a little.

“Like that?” she asked, trying to sound sweet and innocent but feeling rather slutty. She was, after all, preparing to give her first blowjob.

“It’s a good start. Um, should we be doing this out here?”

“No one has a view of my balcony, I don’t think.”

Keith nodded but still looked around with a nervous look on his face.

“Okay, try putting it between your lips. Start with just the head,” he told her after deciding that she was right about it being safe.

Kate kissed and licked him again, then put her lips around his cock just below the head. 

“Now just very gentle suction, okay?”

She did as he asked, sucking a little. Then she took more in before sucking some more. Given Keith’s size, Kate was not sure how much she could actually take in without gagging, but she figured a few inches would be okay.

“Try using your tongue to stroke me as you suck.”

Kate took a bit more in, then tried using her tongue as Keith asked. He was fully erect at this point and Kate herself was feeling aroused. As she continued to explore and experiment with his cock, she slipped a hand between her thighs and gently masturbated.

“Damn, you’re learning fast, Kate. This feels so good.”

Kate smiled as best she could with his thick cock between her lips. She took him in a bit further but could feel her gag reflex starting to kick in so stopped there and eased off a little.

“That is so good, baby. You’re going to be a pro at this, I can tell. Oh man, I am going to cum soon,” Keith moaned.

With that warning, Kate found herself debating whether she was ready to swallow a man’s load. On the one hand, she was sure Keith would enjoy filling her throat the way he filled her pussy. On the other hand, choking and spluttering on a mouthful of semen might not be so sexy.

Before she could reach a decision, Keith let out a loud groan. Kate’s mouth was suddenly full of thick, tasty liquid. She swallowed some, then had to let some leak out to avoid choking. It ran down her chin and dribbled onto her tits. Pulling off, Kate jerked her lover with her hand to finish him. More cum dripped from his cock onto her body. Then she got up and slumped into a chair. A few droplets of Keith’s cream ran down her body.

Before Kate could say anything, Keith was on his knees in front of her. Smiling, she opened her thighs. She had been masturbating while sucking on him so her pussy was inflamed and wet. Her lover plunged two fingers inside her as his tongue stroked and circled her clitoris.

Kate slumped back in the chair and closed her eyes. She loved the feeling of Keith’s fingers and tongue; the way he was making love to her and giving her pleasure. This was sex as she had wanted it to be in her virgin fantasies.

A wave of pleasure had Kate crying out and stiffening.  Keith did not let up but kept going until a second wave passed through Kate. She wished she could let him fuck her again, but was already worried about the previous night so decided not to risk it.

Keith stood over Kate. Bending, he kissed her long and hard.

“Feel good?”

“Amazing. Thank you. You’ve really made this weekend something special.”

Kate kissed him back, then looked down at her torso.

“I need a shower, I guess. It’s drying on my skin.”

“Is there room for two? I can help you wash.”

Kate giggled and nodded.

Kate was in her bedroom dressing when Lana came home. She and Keith had showered and eaten, then decided to go out for the day. Kate knew right away when she heard her roommate’s voice that something was wrong.

“What the fuck are you doing here, Keith?” Lana snapped from out in the living room, her voice sounding quite irate.

Wondering what was up and how Lana knew Keith, Kate stepped out into the hall. Keith and Lana were standing opposite each other in the living room. Her roommate was glaring at Keith, her anger clear from her face.

“What’s up?” Kate asked, “You two know each other?”

“He’s my brother-in-law,” Lana growled.

Lana was not married. Kate realized that Keith must be her sister’s husband or something like that.

“Your broth…oh, God,” she said, looking toward her lover, “Keith, are you married?”

Her voice was quivering. Kate felt about to cry.

“Did you lose your virginity to this ass, Kate?” Lana asked, voice charged with anger.

Kate did not respond, just asked again, “Keith, are you married?”

She was restraining her own explosion, fighting back both tears and rage. Had her amazing first fuck been adultery?

“I am but we split up weeks ago, Kate. Honestly, my marriage was over before I met you.”

“Fucking hell, you were at Mom’s birthday dinner,” Lana snapped at him.

“That was over a month ago,” Keith pointed out, “And we were mostly together for show, even then. We split for real like two weeks later.”

“Why don’t I believe you?”

“Call Tanya, Lana.”

“I will. I fucking will.”

Lana stormed past Kate and slammed the door of her room.

Kate stared at Keith.

“Please leave, Keith,” she requested, trying to keep her emotions in check, “I need time.”

He nodded and headed for the door. Kate locked up behind him, then let loose with an anguished sob.

With tears flowing freely now, Kate raced to her room, shut the door, and collapsed onto the bed. Kate felt caught between happy memories of fucking Keith and the realization that he had been cheating with her.

A gentle knock startled Kate an hour later. She had been in a kind of trance trying to figure out where her life should go from here. Losing her virginity with such passion had left her wanting more. But learning that she lost it to a married man who had lied to her had shaken her in less pleasant ways.

“Come in,” Kate said, sitting up. She grabbed a tissue and wiped away some tears.

Lana walked in, sat on the edge of the bed, and smiled.

“I am so sorry, Kate. This was such a special weekend for you and I guess I ruined it.”

Kate smiled and gave her roommate’s hand a light squeeze.

“Keith ruined it, Lana, not you,” she assured her roommate, “Better I find out about his bullshit now than after things get even more serious.”

“Like if I find out I am pregnant because we were too horny to think of using a condom,” she thought.

“Did you talk to your sister?” Kate went on.

“I did. Keith is telling the truth about the breakup,” Lana told her, “Tanya just hadn’t bothered to tell me, or anyone else in the family. She’s got her issues, too, truth be told.”

Kate shook her head and said, “I get why you were mad and why you reacted how you did, Lana. God, I felt so good having sex with him, though.”

“What did Keith tell you about himself, Kate?” Lana asked.

“That he is a grad student in history. I assume that much is true. That he only had one previous girlfriend for a couple of years when he was an undergraduate. He never actually said he was single, but that kind of implied it.”

Lana sighed, then smiled.

“The girlfriend would be Tanya. They met in their third year and eloped when he was doing his Master’s. So he just left off part of the story, I guess.”

“Still a lie by omission.”

“Yeah, it is. He’s pretty insecure I think. That’s probably why they broke up. Lying to get in with you is probably part of that rather than him being malicious.”

“Do I give him another shot, then?”

“What do you feel?”

“My body says yes, my head says hell no.”

“I don’t know that I would give him another shot either but I have never been in a relationship with him. Maybe he is salvageable. I kind of doubt it, though.”

“Me, too. What if I give him another shot and he returns to her or something? Or cheats on me? Guess I’d better listen to my head.”

Kate sighed and another tear ran down her cheek.

“Good plan,” Lana said, taking Kate’s hand, “I think things could get ugly with them from what Tanya told me.”

“Thanks for helping, Lana. I owe you.”

“Just take care of yourself and be careful the next time you let a guy in this bed. I know we’ve only known each other a couple of years, but I really value you as a friend. I hate to see you hurting.”

Lana hugged Kate, then lightly kissed her cheek.

“I’m hungry,” Kate said after enjoying a long hug from her friend.

“I haven’t eaten much yet today either. Winfield’s Diner up the street? They make a mean poutine.”

“That works. Let’s go.”

Finding the doctoral student offices in the history department was not hard. Kate found them just past the doors from the main atrium of the Eversham Center for the Humanities. Her own department’s office was two floors directly above.

She paused outside the door with Keith’s name on it, along with three others. Then, taking a deep breath, she knocked gently and hoped he would be the only one in. Weeks after their encounter, Kate had some final business with him.

The door opened to Keith’s face. His eyes went wide and his jaw dropped.

“Kate, hi,” he said, “Come on in.”

He opened the door. Kate entered and took a seat.

“So what’s up?” Keith asked her, “I thought I would probably never see you again.”

“Just thought you should know that my period started. You’re off the hook.”

Kate winced a little internally, knowing that she had crossed a line that she normally avoided.

Keith nodded, still looking tense.

“Good, I guess,” he told her.

“It is. And there’s more. I’ve decided to transfer to another university. I had an offer from the University of Ottawa when I was applying. I think I will head there if they will accept the transfer.”

“Why? Just because of me?”

“Because of me. I have been craving your kisses and touches ever since, even knowing what I learned from Lana. After how you lied to me and used me, I just can’t let myself give in to that need. So I need the distance.”

To Kate’s surprise, Keith looked close to tears. Just for a moment, she regretted what she was doing. Still, Kate thought, this is for the better. He was a liar and cheater, even if he was a sympathetic one. That’s not what she needed, or wanted, in her life.

“Okay. Have a good life, then,” Keith said after a light sob, “I am sorry for what I did, Kate. I was lonely and desperate after the breakup and made a mistake. That’s no excuse, though. I am glad it was good for you, at least.”

Kate stood and told him, “It was. It really was. And I was quite ready for more until I learned the truth. Bye.”

She opened the door and headed out to the atrium.

Back in her apartment, Kate picked up the little white stick she had left on her nightstand. The plus sign in the second window on it was as clear and obvious as when she tested the day before. Kate hated lying but could not see Keith being a partner and father that she could trust. 

Smiling, Kate sat on the bed. She lifted her top and rubbed her belly, wondering who might be growing within.