Like Night and Day

Shane was your typical small town guy. He was 21 years old, a small town college student, and a virgin. The virgin part didn't seem so impossible to him, since he wasn't a very good-looking guy. Shane stood about 5'10", with blue eyes, and dirty blonde hair. Shane's biggest problem however was his weight. Shane weighed in at about 230 lbs. Unbeknownst to most of the people in his college, though, his extra mass was mostly muscle. Years of working on his uncle's farm had hardened his body. But, that didn't change the fact that he was a virgin. And nothing seemed worse to a virgin than Friday night.

Shane sat in his truck, reading the local newspaper. "What's playing here that's any good?" Shane asked himself, looking at the local theater listings. He lived an hour from his college, so he usually went to a matinee movie after his last class and found something to eat before heading home. "Not a damn thing looks good! I'll just go to whatever's playing."

Shane bought his ticket, some action movie that had an OK review, and not much else going for it. He sat down in a seat halfway down the aisles, and settled back. He was reading one of those little preview pamphlets on upcoming movies, when a familiar voice rang through the air.

"What's a ladies man doing at a matinee in a crappy little theater on Friday?"

Shane looked up, and saw a familiar face. A gorgeous familiar face. Jennifer was a gorgeous girl, standing just shorter than Shane, with blonde hair, and piercing blue eyes. The one thing that really stood out about her was her size. Jennifer was really thin, barely 130 pounds. Shane was sure that would keep anything more than a friendship from developing. They were night and day.

"Jennifer, what's up?" Shane asked.

"Not much, just heard this was supposed to be a good movie."

Shane nodded his head. "Me too. And, about me being a ladies man? Have you seen my date book lately?" Jennifer shook her head. Shane chuckled, "well, if you do, it's a phony. I don't have one." Jennifer sat down next to Shane, and put her hand on his arm.

"Come on Shane, lots of girls would like a guy like you. No one in college wants someone who's just in it for sex. They want a guy who cares about them, and who wants to get to know them, and..."

Shane cut her off, "and who has an ok body, and someone they wouldn't feel embarrassed introducing to friends and family, and someone with a cool car." Jennifer punched him in his arm. "Hey! Maybe some of us would like a guy like you to hold onto!"

Suddenly, it got very quiet between them. Shane stared into Jennifer's eyes, those piercing pools of ice, and he found himself moving towards her, letting his heart take control of his actions.

Jennifer took in Shane's reaction, and was ready to return the motions, closing her eyes, when suddenly the lights went out, and the screen flashed with brilliant light. Shane snapped his head forward, startled, and woken from his dream state. He shifted nervously, and stared ahead at the screen, sure that the moment was all in his head.

Jennifer snapped her attention to the screen in similar fashion, sure herself it was all in her imagination.

Sometime during the movie, Shane found her head slipped onto his shoulder, her hand entwined in his. He didn't make a move to push her away, he was happy for the friendly company.

The movie ended. They walked out, and Shane walked Jennifer to her car, making sure she got there ok. "These winter nights are weird. It's six, but it's already darker than the other side of the moon." Shane knew he sounded like an idiot, with a line as cheesy as that. Why was he so nervous? Nothing was major about this, Jennifer was just a friend, that's all she would want to be. "Well, Jen, I'm just gonna go grab some food, then probably head home."

"Well, Shane, what hot club are you heading too?" Jennifer asked with a smirk.

Shane laughed, feeling the cold piercing his jacket, 'It's so cold, why am I sweating?'

"Well, I had thought about that Mexican place. I heard it has good quesadillas," Shane said, fiddling with his keys. "Well, I might check that place out. When are you going?"

"I'm going to head over there now, would you like to just ride with me? My truck is messy, but the heater turns up fast." Jennifer shut her door back, and started walking to his truck, leaving Shane behind. "Come on slowpoke! Don't make me pick your locks!" Shane jogged to his truck, opening her door first, then hopping in, and cranking up the heat. Jennifer scooted over to him, leaning against him. Shane looked down at her with a questioning look. "What? It's still cold!" Jennifer shouted, seeing her breath in front of her.

They walked into the restaurant, and sat down near the window. The night went quickly, with good food, and several rounds of drinks coming to the table. Shane wasn't a drinker, he just had one beer. Jennifer was going through several mixed drinks, more than she had ever even thought about. She wasn't sure what was going on, she just felt like she needed a drink. When dinner was over, Jennifer needed a little help getting to the truck. Shane knew there was no way he was taking her back to her car, he was taking her to her place, maybe her sister would be there.

Shane pulled up the driveway, noticing the dark house. He went to the door, and no one answered. After helping Jen to the door, and fumbling with the locks, he helped her to her room, and looked for anyone else in the house. He found a note from her sister, saying she was visiting her parents this weekend and she would be back Sunday. Shane walked back to Jennifer's room, telling her what was going on. "Jen? Are you going to be alright here by yourself?" Jennifer grabbed at Shane's arm, pulling him down next to her, him kneeling on the floor next to the bed. "No Sheene, don't leave. I don't wanna be 'lone." Shane went back to his truck and called his parents, explaining it to them, telling them he needed to stay here tonight. He grabbed a spare shirt and shorts out of the backseat, and went inside. Shane slipped into the bathroom, and changed into his pjs. When he walked out, he heard commotion in Jennifer's room.

"Jen, you ok?" Shane asked, pushing the door open to check on her. He was greeted by a vision of beauty. Jennifer was changing into a nightshirt, and having some trouble in her inebriated state. Shane walked back outside, trying not to let her know he had seen her. He walked down to the living room, and sat on the couch, turning on the TV, checking out some late night wrestling show, when he heard footsteps on the stairs. He turned to see her, in a short pink shirt that left little to the imagination. She stumbled and twisted, showing Shane that she was indeed not wearing underwear. Shane sat quietly on the couch, and tried not to let her know he was staring. "God she's gorgeous. Like I'd have a chance with her anyway." Jennifer sat down next to Shane on the couch, and fell against him. Shane looked over at her, and noticed for the first time that she wasn't wearing her glasses. "Shane? Do you think my glasses make me look dorky? Someone told me they did, and I think they were right. I do look dorky." Shane looked at her, and tilted her chin up. "Jen, I don't think you look dorky. You look sophisticated in them, and lord knows you need all the help you can get with that," Shane chuckled. Jennifer sat there, a pout spreading across her face. She blew a hair out of her face, and looked at Shane. "Look Shane! If you think I look dorky, just tell me, you don't have to mess with me!"

Jennifer stood up, wobbling slightly, and fell over. Shane jumped up and grabbed her before she fell onto the hardwood floor. "Jen, are you ok? Jen!" Shane was slightly shaking her, checking if she was ok. "Yeah, I'm fine. I just wanna go 'sleep," Jennifer said, her eyes glazed over. Shane picked her up in his arms, and walked up the stairs, making sure she didn't hit anything. He laid Jennifer down in her bed, and pulled the covers over her, then sat down on the edge.

"Jen? I'm staying here tonight, I'll be downstairs on the couch." Jason started to stand up, but Jennifer grabbed his arm, stopping him suddenly. "No Shane. Please? Stay with me for a lil bit?" Shane looked at her, and saw her eyes glossy with tears. "Ok, I'll stay. Scoot over!" Shane slipped in next to her, and layed down on the bedspread. "No Shane, get under the covers. You'll get cold." Shane pulled up the covers, and got in next to her. He felt her body, warm, pressed against her. He could hear her breathing become deeper, and knew she was drifting off. He lifted the sheets, ready to slip out and head for the couch, when Jennifer rolled over, and put her arm around his chest, trapping him there. "Well, guess I'm here for awhile." Shane settled down, and soon drifted off to sleep himself.

Jennifer woke up with a headache, and a warm bed. She looked around, and squinted against the light. "Oh god! What did I do last night? Shit! I bet Shane thinks I'm an idiot now!" She got up, slowly taking control of her limbs back, and looked in her mirror. "Is my vision that hazy or am I missing my glasses?" Jennifer thought back to last night, and she suddenly remembered everything: the glasses, the kiss, her almost falling, and Shane laying down with her. She reached over to her nightstand, and put her glasses on. She looked back at the mirror, and saw herself clearly. "Oh my god! Where are my panties?" She couldn't believe she didn't have underwear on. She scrambled to her dresser, and grabbed some panties, putting them on quickly. Her nose picked up a familiar scent... BACON! But, who was cooking? It was just her and... Shane? Jennifer went downstairs, and could hear the radio in the kitchen was on. She rounded the corner, and was treated to the sight of Shane, wearing just his jeans, cooking eggs, bacon, toast and coffee. 'Wow!' Jennifer thought to herself, 'I didn't know he looked that built.'

Shane heard someone behind him, and turned to see Jennifer, staring at something. 'Was she looking at me? Nah, why would she?' He walked over to the table and sat a plate down for her, turning around to pour some coffee. "Mornin' sleepyhead, how was your night?" He sat the coffee down, and picked up a newspaper. Jennifer sat down, and started to eat quickly, her stomach growling in hunger. She looked up, and noticed he didn't have a plate. "You're not hungry?" Shane looked away, not looking at her, then stood up, and grabbed his t-shirt, slipping it on. "Nah, I'm fine. It's not like I need it anyway." Jennifer realized what he meant. "Shane, you're not a bad looking guy. I saw you just a few minutes ago, and I was surprised. You look great." She saw a chance to get under his skin. "In fact, not to swell your head, but I think you're kinda... cute."

Shane cut his eyes up, noticing the smirk on her face. "Look Jen, it looks like your fine now, I'm gonna head out." She almost choked on her food, realizing he mistook her. "No Shane, I didn't mean it as a joke or anything. I was serious." Shane stood up, and slipped his feet into his boots. "Yeah, I'm sure. Look, get dressed, I can take you to your car, or you can wait until your sister gets home." He grabbed his stuff, and his keys, and was heading out the door, when she grabbed his arm again. He opened his mouth to protest, but she stopped him. Jennifer leaned up, and kissed Shane. It was a deep sensuous kiss. Shane dropped his clothes, and wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close to him, and returning her kiss with passion. They finally broke apart, and were breathing hard.

"Wow! That was... Wow!" That was all Shane could think to say. Jennifer had lost her glasses when she jumped up, but she could still see clearly enough to see Shane's deep blue eyes. "Shane, did you mean what you said last night? About me?" Shane looked at her, brushing the same piece of hair out her face for the umpteenth time since in the last two days. "Yes, I meant all of it. But there is one thing about you that could make you cuter right now." Shane let her go, and walked over to the kitchen, reaching down to the floor. He walked back, and slipped her glasses back on her face. "There. Now you're perfect again." Shane swept Jennifer off of her feet, and carried her back to her bedroom, this time, locked in deep kisses, and less sure of his footing. Turning the corner, the back of Shane's head slammed into the doorsill, and he grunted, eyes shut in pain. He almost dropped Jennifer, but she landed on her feet, and helped him over to the bed. "Shane? Are you ok? Let me see your head, come here." Jennifer looked at the back of his head, and noticed it was red, but not bleeding. "Are you ok?" Then, she added with a slight grin, "want me to kiss it better?" Shane looked up at her, grinning, and said, "well, it might help a little bit." Jennifer leaned in, and planted light kisses on the red spot, all over his head, and then moved back to his face, kissing him deeply on the lips again. Shane laid down, pulling her on top of him. "Thank you Dr. Jennifer. This is the first time that I've seen a doctor that was sexier than the nurses in the office." Jennifer blushed deeply, and kissed Shane on the nose. "Maybe I'm not the only one who needs glasses." Shane moved his hands to Jennifer's waist, and picked her up, straight off of his body, holding her up. Jennifer squealed, and reached down, tickling at Shane's body, reaching for his arms, chest, anything. Finally, she came back down, and she reached down to Shane's shirt. "I saw you this morning, I saw your body Shane. I have to ask, are you as solid as it looks?" Shane had never been overjoyed at showing someone his body before, he was sure he was ugly. But now, here with Jennifer, he felt safe and ready.

Shane said nothing, he simply lifted his shirt up, exposing himself to the only woman he felt secure with. Jennifer gazed at the body before her, and she was never happier than being here, right now with Shane. Shane made her feel so good, so beautiful. She moved back up to Shane, facing him. "Shane, I... I need to tell you something. I've never been with anyone, I've never wanted to be with anyone. But now... Shane, I want to be with you. I want you to be my first." Shane was amazed. This gorgeous girl was... like him? She was a virgin? "Jen, I am too. I've never been with a girl. Jen, I want you too." Jennifer's eyes teared up slightly. "You mean, you want to have sex with me?"

"No Jennifer, I don't. Having sex is just bumping and grinding, it's just someone's body. But I don't just want your body Jennifer, I want your heart and soul too. I want to make love to you, all of you."

Jennifer felt her heart racing, and her eyes tearing up slightly. She knew this was right, being here with him. Jennifer sat up, and her eyes had a devilish look in them. Without a word, she started to lift her shirt, inching it upwards. She had no idea what she was doing, she was just trying what she had seen in movies. She pulled her t-shirt over her head, and sat there, waiting for Shane's response.

Shane was in awe of this gorgeous woman. He went with his instincts. Shane rolled over, putting Jennifer beneath him. He kissed her hard, both emitting deep moans. Then, he started to nuzzle her neck, kissing and nibbling at it. He moved to her ears, sucking and kissing her earlobes. "Jesus, oh god! Shane, ohhhh..." Shane moved down her chest, kissing her cleavage, kissing every inch of her skin. He got to her nipples, and started to pay homage to them. Shane licked around her nipples first, not touching them yet. He was just licking at the goose-bump covered skin on her areolas. Jennifer was going crazy, thrashing around on the bed, wanting Shane to finish it. "Oh god Shane! You're gonna kill me. Oh, Shane..."

Shane started to flick his tongue across her nipples slightly, barely touching them. Jennifer couldn't take it anymore, and her body shook uncontrollably, caught in the raptures of her orgasm. Shane kept licking, trying to intensify the feelings for her as much as possible. Jennifer kept cumming for what seemed like hours, but in reality ended in 30 seconds.

Jennifer laid there on the bed, trying to gain control of her breathing. Shane, however, didn't give her a chance to. He started moving down her body, kissing her skin, nibbling every now and then. When he reached her belly button, he blew lightly, then flicked his tongue down into it. "Shane! Oh shit, that tickles! Oh god, stop, SHANE!"

"OK, fine, I'll stop that." Shane smirked, moving down her body, and licking at her skin just above her panty line. Then, he moved right above her wet slit. Her scent was intoxicating. There was a small wet patch in the front of her panties. Curious, Shane licked at it lightly, and instantly became addicted to it. Shane didn't even pull down the panties, he just started to lick and suck right there, forgetting he was cut off from her patch by this light patch of fabric.

"Shane, oh my god, Shane. My... panties are... still... on... OH GOD!!!!" Jennifer all of a sudden didn't care anymore, she just knew she didn't want it to ever end. Shane was amazing at this, she wondered if he had actually had experience with this. All of a sudden, she felt it building in here again, and she was falling over the edge in record time. Her entire body shook and vibrated, but Shane didn't let go. He kept working on her.

Jennifer laid still, to tired to even moan. She stayed there for a few minutes, while Shane just stared at her. He had never seen her as beautiful as she was now. Not just because she was naked, he wasn't even paying attention to that. Her face, covered with a sheen of sweat, and her eyes closed, she looked so gorgeous.

When she had finally regained some energy, she reached down, grabbing Shane, and pulled him up to her, leaning in to kiss him. Shane pulled back slightly, "Jen, I've got your juice on my mouth." Jennifer didn't stop, she pulled him in for a deep kiss, even realizing she was tasting herself. Actually, she didn't care, even finding that she liked the musky taste. "Oh god Shane. I can't believe that. It was so..." She kissed him again, deciding to let her actions finish the sentence for her.

Shane took the cue, kissing Jennifer with as much passion and love as he could. His hands ran all over her body, tickling her stomach, her sides, and around her nipples, emitting several deep moans.

Jennifer broke the kiss, and she had a devilish look in her eye. "Shane, lay back. It's your turn."

Shane suddenly realized what she meant, and his expression turned serious. "Jen, look, you don't have to do anything. I just wanted to make you feel good. You don't have to do anything."

"Shane, look at me. I'm lying here, covered in sweat and... naughty fluids. And, I don't plan on being the only one, so shush!" Jennifer put her finger to Shane's lips, silencing him. She kissed him again, then moved to his ear, nibbling on his lobe. "Whoa, god!" Shane exclaimed. Jennifer smiled to herself, realizing she had found one of his weak spots. She kissed his neck, and moved down to his chest. She had heard some guys liked a girl to play with their nipples, so she decided to give it a shot. She flicked one with her tongue, trying to do what Shane did to her. He twitched underneath her, "God that tickles, oh god Jen!" She moved down to his stomach, and eventually, she reached his waist, just above his jeans.

"Shane, can I have my present? Pwetty pwease?" Jennifer put a fake pout on her face, messing with Shane.

"You know, even when you pout you still look so gorgeous," Shane said, rubbing her cheek with his fingers, amazed that this was actually happening. Shane picked her up and sat her down on the bed, standing up in front of her. He turned away, undoing his jeans, and letting them fall. He didn't have boxers on, he hadn't had any extras in his truck.