My first time as a gurl

Part one.
My first time….I was 21 and had recently split up with my long term girlfriend so was feeling quite depressed and at a loose end. One Friday afternoon I was in my local pub and chatting to a few people I knew, one of these being Andy. He was in his late 20’s and was usually accompanied with his g/f Fiona but today was on his own. Fiona was a lovely girl about the same age as Andy so they were both older than me but I always enjoyed chatting to them, in fact I sometimes used to wonder about Fiona naked but then felt guilty because they were happy together so immediately tried to put those naughty thoughts out of my mind! He told me he had just bought a Lotus Cortina that had been in an accident and was going to repair it himself and as I am an avid car nut I asked him if I could see it so off we went back to his house.
The car was in a mess but was worth saving, suddenly Andy put his arm around my shoulders and pulled me towards him and kissed me. I pulled away in horror & asked him what the hell he thought he was doing and he replied that as I looked so down & miserable after splitting up with my g/f I could do with some cheering up! I burst into tears so when he kissed me again I didn’t pull away but returned his kisses, first a little tentatively but then with more passion, our tongues probing the others mouth. Andy kept telling me that everything was going to be ok now and as strange as it may seem I felt safe & secure
When we stopped kissing Andy said something like I really like you and hope we can become more than friends and with that he took my hand and we went and sat in the lounge on the sofa together. He asked me exactly what had happened to cause the split up with my g/f so I told him the whole sorry saga about being betrayed by her as well as a supposed friend and he told me that he & Fiona has suspected as much. I was puzzled as I thought no one knew about the break up but he said it was obvious something had happened as I was no longer seen out together with her plus the fact I looked like I was having a nervous breakdown.