judgment on Adam and Eve? What if men and women never became ashamed of their bodies and Paradise still existed? That’s what I’m trying to do here with you, Eve, tonight. I want to return to Paradise with you, naked and unashamed. I know you’re nervous about the contract you read. Don’t worry about it. You don’t ever even have to sign it. I know you’re worried about my taking advantage of you. Eve, I give you my word, I will not have sexual intercourse with you while you are with me and you will remain a virgin for the lucky guy that marries you on your wedding night. I give you my word, Eve…”
I rested my head on Jeremy’s chest and continued to glide my fingertips up and down his bare arms. When he promised me that we would never have sexual intercourse, I was relieved, but somewhat disappointed at the same time. I didn’t know what to make of his version of paradise. It made me tremble inside when he said he wanted to go back to Paradise and be “naked and unashamed” with me. I’ve never been alone with anyone with my clothes off in my life. Then Jeremy said something even more provocative.
“Of course, this is just my opinion, but I think vaginal intercourse is somewhat overrated. There are many ways to give pleasure other than traditional sex and you’d still remain a virgin for your future husband. For example, what you’re doing right now is in fact very sexy to me. You’re making my skin tingle.”
Other ways of giving pleasure? And I’d still be a virgin? My heart was beating fast. I became shy and pulled my hand away. He grabbed my wrist, placing my hand back over the vein running over his biceps.
“No, don’t stop, Eve, please don’t stop. It feels so good to me.”
I slid my eyes back down his arm, following the main vein with my fingertips. My eyes drifted lower, over his tight striated abs, sneaking a peek at the tremendous bulge tenting his pants. Suddenly, I had the urge to sweep my hands just once over the contours of his private area, before returning up to his shoulder again. I had never touched a man there before. It seemed like some kind of alien life form, attached to his body, but moving independently from it, straining to be released from its black nylon confinement. I could clearly see the outline of the bulbous rim at the tip through his tight pants. I had never really looked closely at this part of a man. I found myself biting my lower lip as I stared at it.
“Do you like what you see, Eve?”
Completely embarrassed, I cast my eyes downward.
“I’m sorry for staring.”
“I like it when you look at me. Would you like to see more?”
Before I could stop him, Jeremy pulled his sweat pants lower down his waist to the base of his… erection. I quickly reached both hands out to stop him before he could completely disrobe. My fingertips grasped the elastic strap of his waist band and my hands inadvertently brushed against his private area. Even with slight contact, it stood up even stiffer, like a soldier at attention.
“No, Jeremy! Don’t take off your clothes!”
“Why not? I’m not ashamed of my body.”
“It makes me uncomfortable.”
Jeremy relented, letting go of his pants just before they slipped over his hips. He didn’t pull his pants back up, but he didn’t lower them further either.
“OK, Eve. I’ll make a deal with you. I won’t take off my clothes if you’ll try on this gift I bought for you.”
“A gift?
Jeremy smiled like an excited child and placed the silver box in my lap. I felt like it was my birthday.
“It’s yours to take home. Wear it on your wedding night.”
“Jeremy, you didn’t have to buy me anything. I don’t feel comfortable receiving-”
“Open it.”
I used my fingernail to slice through the paper and open the box. It was white silk lingerie, light as air. First I pulled out a sheer top with two paper-thin shoulder straps. It looked very short. I held it up in front of me and the light fabric went down
I rested my head on Jeremy’s chest and continued to glide my fingertips up and down his bare arms. When he promised me that we would never have sexual intercourse, I was relieved, but somewhat disappointed at the same time. I didn’t know what to make of his version of paradise. It made me tremble inside when he said he wanted to go back to Paradise and be “naked and unashamed” with me. I’ve never been alone with anyone with my clothes off in my life. Then Jeremy said something even more provocative.
“Of course, this is just my opinion, but I think vaginal intercourse is somewhat overrated. There are many ways to give pleasure other than traditional sex and you’d still remain a virgin for your future husband. For example, what you’re doing right now is in fact very sexy to me. You’re making my skin tingle.”
Other ways of giving pleasure? And I’d still be a virgin? My heart was beating fast. I became shy and pulled my hand away. He grabbed my wrist, placing my hand back over the vein running over his biceps.
“No, don’t stop, Eve, please don’t stop. It feels so good to me.”
I slid my eyes back down his arm, following the main vein with my fingertips. My eyes drifted lower, over his tight striated abs, sneaking a peek at the tremendous bulge tenting his pants. Suddenly, I had the urge to sweep my hands just once over the contours of his private area, before returning up to his shoulder again. I had never touched a man there before. It seemed like some kind of alien life form, attached to his body, but moving independently from it, straining to be released from its black nylon confinement. I could clearly see the outline of the bulbous rim at the tip through his tight pants. I had never really looked closely at this part of a man. I found myself biting my lower lip as I stared at it.
“Do you like what you see, Eve?”
Completely embarrassed, I cast my eyes downward.
“I’m sorry for staring.”
“I like it when you look at me. Would you like to see more?”
Before I could stop him, Jeremy pulled his sweat pants lower down his waist to the base of his… erection. I quickly reached both hands out to stop him before he could completely disrobe. My fingertips grasped the elastic strap of his waist band and my hands inadvertently brushed against his private area. Even with slight contact, it stood up even stiffer, like a soldier at attention.
“No, Jeremy! Don’t take off your clothes!”
“Why not? I’m not ashamed of my body.”
“It makes me uncomfortable.”
Jeremy relented, letting go of his pants just before they slipped over his hips. He didn’t pull his pants back up, but he didn’t lower them further either.
“OK, Eve. I’ll make a deal with you. I won’t take off my clothes if you’ll try on this gift I bought for you.”
“A gift?
Jeremy smiled like an excited child and placed the silver box in my lap. I felt like it was my birthday.
“It’s yours to take home. Wear it on your wedding night.”
“Jeremy, you didn’t have to buy me anything. I don’t feel comfortable receiving-”
“Open it.”
I used my fingernail to slice through the paper and open the box. It was white silk lingerie, light as air. First I pulled out a sheer top with two paper-thin shoulder straps. It looked very short. I held it up in front of me and the light fabric went down
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