Jennifer's summer started with a goal. Meet a guy to hook up with so her first time wouldn't be at college. Summer is almost over and she hasn't come close. It is a Friday and she has no plans other than laying in bed, thinking naughty thoughts, and touching herself. Guys her age are boring and untrustworthy. All they want to do is get in and out so they can brag to their friends. It's hopeless. If only she had a guy more like Tyson...The man of the house. He cherishes time with his sweet princess, and takes her out every chance he gets. She's had her eye on the new Italian place downtown, so he asks her out for a little date night on the condition she wear his favorite black dress. There is no mistaking the flirtation, and as the night wears on, the conversation progresses to forbidden territory. Her need to experience intimacy for the first time, her insecurities and why she hasn't. It's only innocent touching, and what can staring into each others eyes hurt? What happens when they get back home? When Tyson shows up to her bedroom and helps her slip out of the black dress? When he lets her unbutton the front of his shirt, and promises to be everything she has ever dreamed of and more?