Innocence Surrendered

They'd gone to watch Cindy cheer for another football game and then gone parking afterwards. They were necking in the back seat of Ilya's car, and Jan could feel the hardness against her thigh again, but she didn't shy away from it this time.

Suddenly Ilya reached into his back pocket, took something out, and showed it to Jan. She gasped when she saw that it was a condom.

"Do you mean right now?" she whispered.

"Do you want to?"

Jan's heart was pounding so hard that it felt as if it were about to burst right out of her chest. "Well...it's a little bit cramped, isn't it?"

"I guess so." Ilya sounded disappointed as he returned the package to his pocket.

"I just want our first time to be really special," Jan said apologetically.

"Of course it should be special." Ilya smiled gently.

The following weekend, Ilya took Jan out to dinner and a movie. "Coach Reeves is away for the weekend, and I am alone in the house," he told her after the movie. "Would you like to come over for awhile?"

Jan felt her heartbeat quicken once again. "Sure."

Ilya silently drove to Coach Reeves' house. Slowly they walked to the front door, and Ilya unlocked it and they went in. Jan glanced around nervously. Ilya smiled. "Do you like Barry Manilow?"

Jan shrugged. "Sure, he's OK."

Ilya turned the stereo on, and Jan soon heard the soft strains of 'Somewhere In The Night.'

"Would you like to dance?" asked Ilya. He held Jan close, and they twirled around and around, and Jan could feel the hardness against her lower abdomen more pronounced than ever before.

"The sofa unfolds to become a bed," Ilya whispered into her ear. Right away he stopped dancing and unfolded the sofa. He lay back on the bed and pulled Jan down with him, and they began to kiss.

"Let's take our clothes off," Ilya murmured after awhile.

"I've never gotten undressed in front of a guy before," Jan said hesitantly.

"Do not be afraid. It will be all right."

Slowly Jan began to remove her clothing, and Ilya began to get undressed as well. Jan felt euphoria flow over her as her nervousness quickly turned to eagerness, and she and Ilya were suddenly running curious hands all over one another's bodies, touching, exploring, caressing. Jan was quickly consumed with desire, a new but pleasantly intoxicating sensation.

"Do you want to?" Ilya finally asked.

"Oh, yes," Jan breathed.

Ilya fumbled with the condom for a minute or so, and then he was inside her.

At first there was pain. Ilya was very gentle, very cautious, very concerned for her comfort, but even so, the first few seconds were quite unpleasant for her. After awhile it began to feel quite pleasant, but then it was suddenly over.

In the stillness of the night, Ilya held Jan close, and she rested her head on his bare chest, listening to his heartbeat.

"Was it good for you, Jan?" he asked after awhile.

"Sure, it was all right." Jan didn't know what else to say. 'Was it good for you, Ilya?"

"I enjoyed it very much, Jan. I hope I did not hurt you too much."

"Oh no. That's all right." Jan wondered whether she should get dressed again, but at the moment she didn't feel like doing anything but cuddling with Ilya.

"Can you spend the night, Jan?" Ilya asked after a few minutes.

"I'll have to call my Mom and let her know so she won't worry." Quickly she called Carol, who warned her to be careful. Then she put her underwear back on, wondering what she should do about not having any pajamas there.

"Would you like to borrow a T-shirt to sleep in?" Ilya offered. "I have plenty."

"Thanks," Jan said gratefully.

A few minutes later they lay back down together. "Good-night, sweet Jan." Ilya kissed first her forehead, then her lips.

"Good-night, Ilya." Jan was asleep within what seemed to her to be a surprisingly short time.

She awakened the following morning wondering for a few seconds whether the previous night had been a dream. Then she became aware of Ilya's arm around her, her cheek pressed against the soft fabric of his T-shirt, and knew that it had really happened, after all. She looked to see if he was awake yet and saw that he was smiling at her.

"Good morning, sweet Jan. Did you sleep well?"

"Mm hm. Did you?"

"I slept very well, thank you. It was so nice to wake up and find my sweet Jan in my arms." They just lay there for awhile longer, cuddling. In Ilya's arms, Jan felt safe and secure and wondered what on earth she'd been so afraid of.

"Do you want some breakfast?" Ilya eventually asked.

"That would be nice."

"I will see what there is."

He got up and went to the kitchen, returning a few minutes later with a sheepish smile. "I cannot cook very well. Would cereal be all right?"

"Sure, that's fine."

Ilya made tea and poured cereal in bowls.

"I've never had hot tea for breakfast before," Jan remarked.

"There is a first time for everything, isn't there?" They both laughed.

"I taste strawberries," Jan said after taking a few sips of the tea.

"You cannot have tea without strawberry jam in it," Ilya replied.

"Strawberry jam in tea?" Jan was startled.

"Of course!" Ilya laughed, and Jan joined in.

Quickly they finished breakfast, and Ilya did the dishes. Jan offered to help, but he wouldn't let her. "You are my guest," he reminded her.

"Well, I guess I'd better go now," Jan said awkwardly when he'd finished with the dishes.

"Please stay for a little longer, Jan." Ilya took her hands and looked pleadingly into her eyes. "We can watch TV, go for a walk, whatever you want. I will take you out for a nice lunch, and then take you home after that. How does that sound?"

"All right." Jan grinned. She was very glad that Ilya wanted to spend more time with her.

They had steak and potatoes at a restaurant for lunch, and then Ilya took her home.

"Thank you very much for a wonderful time, Jan," he said to her after he'd walked her to the door.

"I enjoyed it too," she said shyly. She had the sudden urge to invite him in to visit for awhile but was afraid that that would seem excessive.

"I am glad." He held her face in his hands and kissed her lips. "I will see you in school tomorrow, Jan. I love you."

"I love you too, Ilya."

He held her for a few moments, reluctant to let go. Then he softly kissed her cheek and left. She watched him drive away with a mixture of elation and wistfulness.