Jamie

I am not a workaholic, nor a study-holic, but I get caught up in both to the point that it sometimes seems that way. That's how this week has been, and I hate that. But I have had time to chat online with a new friend named "Jamie" since last Sunday. She sent me a message on "stumbleupon" a week or so ago, and I answered it the next day. I got another message from her saying that she loved my blog, and that we should chat. I answered her, and ended the message by saying something to the extent that maybe "i will have a reason to put her in to my blog." She lol'ed it, and we have been talking on Messenger pretty much ever since. Jamie is from a town a little more than 45 minutes away, and it was suggested that we should meet halfway and have coffee or something. I suggested a new place that was closer to her than me, but I would be willing to drive that far. I got off work at 7:00 and told her that I would need till 8:30. Our conversations had turned pretty "sexy" on occasion, and although we were just friends, I certainly wasn't going to meet her in sweats, flipflops and a hoody like I would my other friends. I went home, showered, did my makeup, did my hair and then at the last minute, did myself before leaving at 7:50.
So we meet, and she is every bit as cute as the pictures she sent me. She is the same height as me, hair so blond that it could be white, the most beautiful blue eyes I have ever seen in person, and a pair of barely "b's" that liked to show off hard nipples. She orders a Diet Coke and a plate of fries, and like the pig I am, order a Dr. Pepper and a Bacon cheeseburger with fries. I was fuckin' hungry! I had a banana for breakfast, half of a dry-ass granola bar at noon, and nothing since. So yeah, whatever, it wasn't a date. We talked like we had been friends forever, and were both on our 3rd refill before she suggested that we go somewhere else and talk. I honestly didn't know where we could go around where we were, and told her so. She suggested that we go to back to her place.

I'm not stupid, I knew where this was going. I was totally game for whatever happened. But I sure as hell wasn't going to drive another 25 miles down the road at 10:00 at night, only to find myself driving 53 miles back to my place at god knows what time. I didn't have any classes the next morning until 11:00, so that wasn't the issue, I just HATE trying to find my way around "her town", and sure as fuck didn't want to do it at night, and so far from home. I tried to think of a polite way to say "no", but it pretty much came out lame, so I just ended up telling her the truth.

She said that was cool, and spent the next 15 minutes or so "saying goodbye". I finally grabbed the check, grabbed my coat, and said that I should be getting home. We argued over me paying for her french fries and coke until I just handed the cashier my debit card and told that it was already done. As the cashier ran my debit card, I reached in to my purse and grabbed my keys, pushing the gray one on the bottom to remotely start it. Jamie didn't catch what I was doing, and after we had said goodbye, got a little freaked out by me walking towards the running Dodge Dakota in the parking lot. She sort of ran up to me and asked who I was with? I explained that I had a remote start, and it was all good.

We stood there for another minute, saying goodbye again, when she says to me, "You live in (fill in the blank) huh?" I told her yeah, and that I thought she knew that. She then asks, "So, do you have your own place?" (A fact that we had discussed a couple of times before).I tell her yes, but I have a roommate. Then, without really thinking, tell her that my roommate is back east at a funeral. Blah, Blah, Blah, Jamie follows me home.

Like I said, I knew what was probably going to happen, and I wanted it to happen. You have to understand, Jamie is an absolute cutie, and I really wanted to see her naked. Yeah, I'm a pig. LOL. Anyways, we get to my place, I turn on the light, throw my keys and purse on the kitchen table, and close the door after her. As I am throwing my jacket on the back of the chair, she comes up behind me, puts her arms around my waist, and whispers in to my ear, "Would you mind if we just went in to the bedroom?" I turned around to more or less say yes, and then ask if she wanted something to drink, but as soon as I did, she kissed me.

At first, she wasn't a very good kisser. Either that, or I just wasn't feeling comfortable, I don't know. So, we kiss for a minute, and then I ask if she wants something to drink. She asks for some ice water, and I go to get it. She was in the living room when I went to the kitchen to get her ice water, and by the time I got her water and me another Dr. Pepper, she was already in my room, laying on the bed, completely naked.

Call it luck, or call it "magnetism" of some kind, but I am just going to have to get used to it. I promised Jamie that I wouldn't give out any details of anything that happened once we were both in my bedroom, so I won't. Use your imagination....................LOL. But I can tell you one thing, remember who I talked a little bit about anal sex with my boyfriend? I can tell you what, it is totally something else when you do it with a girl.

Love ya
Sammie