James has a big mouth

You hear from James earlier than you had expected. Shortly after you wake up the next day, you get a text from him.

Hey Amanda, had a really great time talking and everything with you yesterday.
If you could, would you mind coming back over to my place today? Need to talk about something

You reply positively as you get yourself together. He does seem like a nice guy, if perhaps a little opinionated and a slob. He certainly helped scratch an itch yesterday too, even if he didn't quite finish the job. You don't know if you're ready to be "friends with benefits" just yet, even if you did fuck on the first date, so you dress more modestly as you get ready to meet him.

Arriving at James' apartment, you find the door unlocked and let yourself in, and are immediately surprised by what you find. The place is so much cleaner than the dump it was just yesterday. He must have started cleaning the moment you left.

"Wow" You say quietly, indicating your presence. Having heard you, James steps out from his bedroom to greet you.

"Oh! Didn't hear you come in. Glad to see you."

"This place looks a look better James, it must have taken alot of work"

"Thanks. It wasn't so bad, just a lot of clutter that needed to go away." He said as he looked around "Figured should make myself more presentable if a pretty girl's going to be stopping by routinely."

You blush slightly. You know you're more attractive than most, but it's still rare for anyone to say it around you "Thanks James. So, what's up?"

"I kinda messed up." He said as he pointed towards the couch, for you to both sit. "I lost my head and said somethings last night that I shouldn't have, and it involves you."

The fact that he's dancing around the topic tells you plenty as to what happened, but you ask anyway "Okay, what did you say?"

The awkwardness of the moment causes James to grab his neck "I was so thrilled with how well everything went, I blabbed to my friends about you." Knowing that wouldn't be enough of an answer, he continued "I said that I found a smoking hot girlfriend."

You have a small chuckle. You should have seen this coming. "Well, that's a little cavalier of you James, but not the worst thing that could happen. I mean, if we had a few more good dates like the first one, I could totally see you as boyfriend material."

James smiled hearing the words "Thanks, but you might not think that in a second. I'm afraid it gets worse. My friends didn't believe me. In hindsight, I don't blame them. But I wasn't thinking and I blabbed that you and I fucked."

Your face gets red and hot at the words, both as a reminder that yes, you had casual, nonromantic sex with a stranger, and that other strangers whom you never met, know about it. You get lost in your emotions. You want to be angry, but something seems to get in the way. A part of it may be empathy; a guy can certainly be forgiven for boasting about finally having his cherry popped. That's not so bad. A part of it may even be some perverse sense of pride; you're the one that he's boasting about after all. That hasn't really happened before.

"At any rate, I wanted to say I'm sorry for that. It was a dumbass thing to do, and I understand if that's the end of the ballgame, so to speak."

"No, that's okay" You put his hand on his leg "I really appreciate you being that honest with me, and I think it's kinda sweet, in a really dorky kinda way."

"I'm really glad you said that, because I've got an idea to put those guys in their place, show them that I wasn't lying. If you're okay with that"

"Sure" You say out loud. The words surprise yourself. This seems a little petty and juvenile, but also probably a bit of fun to toy with his other nerd friends. "What did you have in mind?"