Oh, my first couldn't have been any better!
He was sexy, experienced and French.
He was living in his mother's house for the summer whilst his flat was fitted out (the family ran a farm together).
Well, I happened to be living in his mother's house, too, as her foreign exchange student .
The house was hold and he had one of those rooms that has an anteroom attached to it.
Well, he's been dropping all these lascivious comments and hints and one night after a luscious dinner and wine I got ready for bed, in my pretty cotton nightgown, and decided, 'What the hell?! Bet he's good,' and knocked on his door once his mother had gone to bed.
He opened the door and smiled this cheeky grin and said, 'Come in. I was wondering when you'd come.'
And he made me feel right at home. In every way .