Should I Stay or Should I Go?

A Sexual Fantasy

— By Claudia

When I went out with "Dave," I was determined that I wouldn't sleep with him on the first date. I wanted to take my time and make sure I was really into someone, make sure it was my desire and not just that third whiskey sour pulling me into bed. So I left my car at home, which meant I had to take a train that left at midnight -- an excuse to end the evening. I switched to water once I got to his house. We kissed and groped all over his kitchen but made sure to stop in time for him to walk me to the train. Right before opening the door for me, he pressed me up against it, and that was it. I turned to him and said, "Wait, why am I leaving? Take me upstairs."

And yes, he did.