Am I Still a Virgin pt 4

I try to keep up with old friends from time to time, and I feel like I'm okay.
One friend in particular I've been in contact with. Decent guy. Least, he always was to me. I even let him stay with me for a while when he had nowhere to go.
It's been about twenty years since we've graduated and everyone has their own lives. We’d heard about the passing of a fellow classmate that year. Her heart had stopped suddenly as she slept. We all took it pretty hard. She was sweet, and she was fun, and it was sudden and tragic.
I know now that this was the in...
He told me that he wished we'd been together and that his life would have progressed further with me. He started telling me how important I was to him, and how rough it was for him at home. We talked about real estate and adoption.
I should have seen this coming a mile away.
I let him come over. I know that every BODY is different, and that we all have a match… but he was not mine.
He was taller than me, but rail thin. Honestly, I think his clothes weighed more than he did. We didn’t match up in other ways either. He was small, and I guess that he could sense my trepidation. He suggested that he needed oral coaxing. I had never done this before. In fact, I was saving this particular act for my forever someone. Since he claimed to be it, I complied. It wasn’t too difficult a task, and even though it was my first attempt, he seemed to enjoy it.
It didn’t increase the size (as promised), but hey, everything has its own potential.
It wasn’t at all gratifying. As hard as he thrust I felt minimal friction. I pressed up to meet him. Straining my body so hard that I gave myself a Charlie horse! This was actually pretty funny because I cramped so hard, and I was so surprised by it that I launched him clear across the room.
We laughed and pressed on. He turned me onto my stomach to take me anally. Now again… this was something I was saving for my “someone”, and as uncomfortable as I was, he was supposed to be it. I struggled a little and suggested we try something else. He told me to relax and thrust away. No lubrication. My only consolation was that he was small.
He came in my ass.
I was too confused to feel violated. I hadn’t come at all, and we just laid there until we fell asleep.
The next day, he got dressed and went to work. Didn’t even kiss me goodbye. I didn’t hear from him for two weeks and when I did it was to tell me that he, as a “forward thinking” man, could not possibly move into the future with someone from his past. I just said “okay” and then hung up.
I’ll be damned! I got “bucket-listed”!!
I noticed that in the two weeks that I hadn’t heard from him that he was sweet talking another classmate. I realized that he was making a run at all the women he hadn’t fucked in college. I was hurt and insulted, so I did the most petty female thing a girl could do…
I emailed the ENTIRE FEMALE ALUMNI LIST and let them know exactly what they would be getting if they went along with the sweet talk. Not a whole damn lot, that’s for sure!
I got some laughs, some condolences, and lots of encouragement to not give up. I’m too old to be this naïve.
This incident represents the last of my sexual experiences. And it was nearly 5 years ago. So to conclude, I have been: Disinterested, Dissatisfied, Knocked up, and finally, Bucket-listed.
So now YOU tell ME…
Am I still a virgin?

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