Her mother had raised her very strictly, and Vicky had been taught not to trust men. Men will only hurt you, her mother had preached, and no nice girl likes sex. Sex is filthy, dirty, disgusting. Men only want one thing. Women can get along fine without them. The best women were spinsters. And so on and so on. These messages had been drummed into Vicky's head for the past twenty years, till it just wasn't possible for her to respond normally to a man.

Yet she wanted to so badly! It was ridiculous being a twenty-five-year-old virgin, and she was dying of curiosity about sex. Ted turned her on, and it was obvious that he wanted her. It would be so easy just to let him take her. Her curiosity would be satisfied, and she'd get the relief she needed for all her pent-up lust. If only she could overcome her mother's teachings, she'd hop into Ted's bed in a second.

She was smiling coolly as she thought all these things, and Ted didn't have the faintest idea that she was getting frantically lusty. "Have you decided what to order?" he asked.

They ate and chatted, then went to a disco and did some dancing. That part really turned Vicky on. She rarely dated and almost never danced, so it was doubly exciting to be held against a hard male body. Her pussy got hot as fire, and she was creaming right through her panties. More than ever she wished she could get over her inhibitions. She ached for Ted to kiss her and touch her all over.

Ted was having a rough time of it, too, as her big thrusting tits rubbed his chest and her undulating body brushed his crotch. He was scared as hell he was going to get a monster of a cock-stand, and on the dance floor there'd be no way Vicky wouldn't notice. That would really make an impression on their first date! It would certainly be their last date, he was sure of that.

But his cock had a mind of its own, and he could feel it throbbing and stiffening. He turned red and pulled back a little from Vicky, who was rubbing against him. "It's getting pretty late, and we've got to work tomorrow," he said. "Maybe I better think about getting you home."