(Our 50th story AND our first one from The Netherlands! Enjoy. — SF)
Submitted by Oblivious, 25, The Netherlands
So I was like 18 or 19, in high school, and green as they come when it came to sex. I was also shy of ladies, *very* shy. We are talking “blush from hell” shy when I had to face a girl I liked.
Then there was this girl, who was half arabian and half asian. I wasn’t madly in love with her or anything, but I’d file no complaint were she to invite me over to her place, if you catch my drift. I always had a thing for foreign girls, and she did fit the profile alright. Okay, perhaps I had a bit of a thing for her, I’ll admit.
In school we had these designated study hours, and we wrote letters sometimes to pass the boring hours. One day I let the innocent and shy thing work for me, and wrote her a question “innocently” asking whether the women’s body really did react in a certain way to air conditioning on a hot day (like I didn’t know). To my suprise I got a semi-embarrassed smile delivered with the note that came back to me, which indeed contained an honest answer. Perhaps I should have taken that as a sign that she was interrested, but innocent as I was, I didn’t have a clue. Or perhaps she was just embarrassed by the sudden nature of the question. I never was good at picking up signals from girls.
After not giving her too much thought (or perhaps being too shy to ask her out, knowing me) I got invited to a party co-hosted by her. By that time she officially had a boyfriend, so I had clearly blown any chance, or so I thought. A couple of us would stay at her girlfriend’s house (the other host) for a sleep over, and after a long night and a couple of beers (plus a complaint from the neighbors and a suprise visit from the hot girl’s father if I recall correctly) I retreated to the designated sleeping area, only to find her there as well, getting ready for bed. She brushed her teeth, we chatted a bit in a relaxed atmosphere (no doubt induced by the amount of beers we both had had, slightly above the amount we light drinkers were used to) and when we wanted to get to sleep she discovered that she didn’t bring a sleeping bag.
Being a good gentleman, I offered her my sleeping bag, which she unzipped and used as a blanket (remember this, I’ll be making a reference to this later). I probed the situation for any opportunities by saying something along the line of “sometimes I move around in my sleep, so if I start to move your way during my sleep I am sorry” to which she replied something similar, hinting at that not being a problem if it were to happen. I was oblivious to that hint and so shy that I dared not make a move on her. We chatted some more, during which she talked about her boyfriend (he was in the same school) and her being in love with him. Somewhere along the conversation she talked about how hot she was (another obvious hint I somehow missed), and she then said “here, touch my belly, feel how hot it is.” I nervously slid my hand under the cover and felt her belly, which was indeed very hot. I then pulled back my hand, and after a short chat I noticed that there were blankets in some boxes near our heads (now read back to my sleeping bag reference), so I used one of those and we both went to sleep. The next day we rode the bus back to the train station together, on which nothing happend either of course, we just talked. We never hooked up, and I lost contact with her. Some years later I saw her on tv; She had apparently made it into some boy/girl-band via one of those “become a star” programs.
To this day when I think back to that evening I bang my head to the wall for missing all the hints she threw my way which I ignored, and for not saying something like “wow, your belly is very hot indeed, let’s see what else is hot down there!” I also feel stupid not realizing she was co-hosting the party, and had obviously participated in the placement of said blankets in that room. At one side I feel good about not exploiting the situation (she had a boyfriend, she had a bit to much to drink), and on the other side I feel bad (and just plain stupid) since I had such an obvious chance at having sex (would have been my first time by the way) but not taking it, with a cute girl who was more then willing as well…
(I am now googeling like a madman btw, trying to find an email address or something 