Hello. My first language is Spanish. Any grammar correction you suggest will be kindly appreciated. I'm writing this first part in a dialectic narration, but the next parts might very well be different.
Jealously in my relationship was almost nonexistent, as I had never given him any reason to distrust me. However, that changed one night.
We were on his bed, at a city four hours away from mine. He was living there because of college, and I was staying with him for the whole weekend, to go back to my hometown afterward.
We had just had sex when he brought up a question about my sexual past.
"Did you ever do ever go further than kissing before meeting me?" He asked.
I immediately recalled about the one and only time I did almost have sex before starting going out with him.
"Well, there was one time when I was in high school. It happened at a hotel, after a science competition."
"A hotel? How so?"
"Yes. My classmates and I were hosting there. It's not like I met some random guy who took me to one."
"Oh, and how old were you?"
"[Removed by editor]"
[What is this? Why did you remove it?]
[I'm sorry, but I don't think you can narrate a sexual experience clearly stating that you were underage. You'll have to say you were at least eighteen]
[What? You mean I can't tell the readers I was seventeen back then, even if the guy was seventeen too]
[Yes, that's exactly what I'm saying]
[Okay. Anything else I need to know?]
[Nothing else for the moment]
[Great. Now, if you don't care, I would like to continue with my story]
[Sure, go on]
[Thank you]
"Eighteen. [Well done, writer]"
[Thanks, editor.]
"And who did it happen with?"
"Some guy from another school. My mate Lily met him and a friend of his during the competition, and they invited us later to their room to play spin the bottle."
"Spin the bottle? Weren't you too old for that?"
"I don't know. I'm not like you that had sex with your cousin when you were [Removed by editor]"
[Jesus, what now?]
[I told you. You can't state that your boyfriend was seven years old when his cousin was twelve]
[Okay, okay, I'll change it. Just leave me alone]
[Sure. See you until your next mistake]
[Ugg, whatever]
"I don't know. I'm not like you that had sex with your cousin when you were eighteen."
"Hey, that was child abuse, you know?"
"Hell no, it wasn't."
"It was."
"It wasn't."
"Okay, just continue with your story."
"So we were at these guys room, and my friend and I ended up kissing both guys."
"And?"
"That was all."
"Really?"
"Yes, at least that time. It got late so my friend and I had to return to our room."
"That time? Why don't you tell me about the real time already, then?
"Yes, I'm getting there. Be patient."
"Okay."
"So, we went to our room, but it was closed. It seemed we skipped the time to take the key from our advisers, so now we had no way of getting in."
"Why didn't you go to your advisers then?"
"It was almost 02:00 am. They would have asked where we had been, and ultimately sanctioned us for it."
"I see. So you returned to the guy's room, I believe."
"Indeed. We got back with them, and we were welcomed."
"Of course you were."
"So, my idea was that my friend and I would sleep in one bed, and those two in the other. But as soon as we got in, they suggested playing spin the bottle some more."
"Did anything interesting happen this time?"
"Not really. I was ordered to take my blouse off, but honestly, I felt too uncomfortable having three people observing me there. They started complaining, so I just told them I didn't want to play anymore, and I went to one of the beds."
"Really? You seemed so confident when you took it off the first time we had sex."
"Well, that was because you inspired me that security, honey."
"Okay. So, what happened next?"
"I went to bed, and tried to sleep for a while, but their noises didn't let me fall asleep. So, when they finally shut up, I thought I could finally relax. But then it happened."
"What?"
"One of the guys came to my bed instead of my friend."
"Oh, now it gets interesting."
"He told me that the other couple really wanted to get in the same bed, so they sent him with me."
"Did your friend and the other guy had sex?"
"Oh, yes, and we could hear it all. It was kind of kinky for both, so we tried to have a peek, but could only see them both moving under the sheet. It gave me an adrenaline rush, despite that wasn't the first time I saw a couple having sex."
"Oh, you need to tell me that other story someday."
"I surely will, honey. But now let me concentrate on this one so I don't forget about any detail."
"Yes, I want all the details."
"Well, at first, it seemed like the guy wasn't going to try anything, so I just tried to sleep, turning my back at him. Not many time passed when I started feeling his hand caressing my ass."
"You were fully clothed, right?"
"Yes, I was, and so was him."
"Okay. What happens then?"
"At first I didn't move, but then we reached my head and aimed my lips on his, while he kept caressing my ass and then my legs."
My boyfriend just nodded with interest, so I continued.
"Then I turned to him and kissed him back. This is when it gets funny because we kept doing that for a while until he fell from the bed."
"Uh? Did you push him?"
"No, or at least not intentionally."
"But, did he touch your boobs?"
"No."
"No? Did you touch his penis?"
"Neither."
"What? Did any of your take any clothes off?"
"Nope, we didn't. Nothing more than what I've told you happened."
"Well, that's disappointing."
"You think?"
For a moment, I considered telling him the truth.
"Maybe, but I'm somehow glad nothing else happened. Despite, I'm not sure I believe you?"
"Honey, I swear. I already told you yours was the first penis I ever saw, and that you were the first man to touch my breasts ever."
"Okay. I believe you."
"I'm glad you do. You know I wouldn't ever like you."
"Yes, I know."
We kissed and then went to sleep.
Jealously in my relationship was almost nonexistent, as I had never given him any reason to distrust me. However, that changed one night.
We were on his bed, at a city four hours away from mine. He was living there because of college, and I was staying with him for the whole weekend, to go back to my hometown afterward.
We had just had sex when he brought up a question about my sexual past.
"Did you ever do ever go further than kissing before meeting me?" He asked.
I immediately recalled about the one and only time I did almost have sex before starting going out with him.
"Well, there was one time when I was in high school. It happened at a hotel, after a science competition."
"A hotel? How so?"
"Yes. My classmates and I were hosting there. It's not like I met some random guy who took me to one."
"Oh, and how old were you?"
"[Removed by editor]"
[What is this? Why did you remove it?]
[I'm sorry, but I don't think you can narrate a sexual experience clearly stating that you were underage. You'll have to say you were at least eighteen]
[What? You mean I can't tell the readers I was seventeen back then, even if the guy was seventeen too]
[Yes, that's exactly what I'm saying]
[Okay. Anything else I need to know?]
[Nothing else for the moment]
[Great. Now, if you don't care, I would like to continue with my story]
[Sure, go on]
[Thank you]
"Eighteen. [Well done, writer]"
[Thanks, editor.]
"And who did it happen with?"
"Some guy from another school. My mate Lily met him and a friend of his during the competition, and they invited us later to their room to play spin the bottle."
"Spin the bottle? Weren't you too old for that?"
"I don't know. I'm not like you that had sex with your cousin when you were [Removed by editor]"
[Jesus, what now?]
[I told you. You can't state that your boyfriend was seven years old when his cousin was twelve]
[Okay, okay, I'll change it. Just leave me alone]
[Sure. See you until your next mistake]
[Ugg, whatever]
"I don't know. I'm not like you that had sex with your cousin when you were eighteen."
"Hey, that was child abuse, you know?"
"Hell no, it wasn't."
"It was."
"It wasn't."
"Okay, just continue with your story."
"So we were at these guys room, and my friend and I ended up kissing both guys."
"And?"
"That was all."
"Really?"
"Yes, at least that time. It got late so my friend and I had to return to our room."
"That time? Why don't you tell me about the real time already, then?
"Yes, I'm getting there. Be patient."
"Okay."
"So, we went to our room, but it was closed. It seemed we skipped the time to take the key from our advisers, so now we had no way of getting in."
"Why didn't you go to your advisers then?"
"It was almost 02:00 am. They would have asked where we had been, and ultimately sanctioned us for it."
"I see. So you returned to the guy's room, I believe."
"Indeed. We got back with them, and we were welcomed."
"Of course you were."
"So, my idea was that my friend and I would sleep in one bed, and those two in the other. But as soon as we got in, they suggested playing spin the bottle some more."
"Did anything interesting happen this time?"
"Not really. I was ordered to take my blouse off, but honestly, I felt too uncomfortable having three people observing me there. They started complaining, so I just told them I didn't want to play anymore, and I went to one of the beds."
"Really? You seemed so confident when you took it off the first time we had sex."
"Well, that was because you inspired me that security, honey."
"Okay. So, what happened next?"
"I went to bed, and tried to sleep for a while, but their noises didn't let me fall asleep. So, when they finally shut up, I thought I could finally relax. But then it happened."
"What?"
"One of the guys came to my bed instead of my friend."
"Oh, now it gets interesting."
"He told me that the other couple really wanted to get in the same bed, so they sent him with me."
"Did your friend and the other guy had sex?"
"Oh, yes, and we could hear it all. It was kind of kinky for both, so we tried to have a peek, but could only see them both moving under the sheet. It gave me an adrenaline rush, despite that wasn't the first time I saw a couple having sex."
"Oh, you need to tell me that other story someday."
"I surely will, honey. But now let me concentrate on this one so I don't forget about any detail."
"Yes, I want all the details."
"Well, at first, it seemed like the guy wasn't going to try anything, so I just tried to sleep, turning my back at him. Not many time passed when I started feeling his hand caressing my ass."
"You were fully clothed, right?"
"Yes, I was, and so was him."
"Okay. What happens then?"
"At first I didn't move, but then we reached my head and aimed my lips on his, while he kept caressing my ass and then my legs."
My boyfriend just nodded with interest, so I continued.
"Then I turned to him and kissed him back. This is when it gets funny because we kept doing that for a while until he fell from the bed."
"Uh? Did you push him?"
"No, or at least not intentionally."
"But, did he touch your boobs?"
"No."
"No? Did you touch his penis?"
"Neither."
"What? Did any of your take any clothes off?"
"Nope, we didn't. Nothing more than what I've told you happened."
"Well, that's disappointing."
"You think?"
For a moment, I considered telling him the truth.
"Maybe, but I'm somehow glad nothing else happened. Despite, I'm not sure I believe you?"
"Honey, I swear. I already told you yours was the first penis I ever saw, and that you were the first man to touch my breasts ever."
"Okay. I believe you."
"I'm glad you do. You know I wouldn't ever like you."
"Yes, I know."
We kissed and then went to sleep.