It had been almost five years since I’d seen Ryan, so I was nervous as I tried to finish cleaning my apartment before he arrived for dinner.

We’d been in the same college marching band, and despite being wildly attracted to him, nothing had ever happened between us.

A few months before the evening when we were finally going to see each other again, a mutual friend revealed that, in college, Ryan had desperately wanted to ask me out, but had never worked up the courage to go for it. The friend said he was worried I would think he was a perv and never talk to him again.

I’d only ever had sex once, despite the fact I was 27, and even that had mostly just been an effort on my part to shed my status as a virgin. I still wanted to know what everyone got so worked up about, and so I had... Read More