The following post is being submitted to a special edition of Dude Write. This week, the gentlemen over at Dude Write have teamed up with the folks at bytestories, challenging bloggers to come up with a true “embarrassing, funny, or cringe worthy” story. Here’s the kicker - The story can contain no more than 1500 characters (including spaces). Y’all can imagine how hard this was for me (I consider 1500 WORDS to be a SHORT post), but I I pulled it off (in EXACTLY 1500 characters)... So, if you like the sordid little tale below, be a sport and get on over to Dude Write starting Sunday night and vote for me (bottom of the page - look for my scary face!)... Thanks in advance... and enjoy!
I’m awkward. I always have been.
But, I was REALLY awkward in high school.
I was not a jock, a metalhead, or a nerd. I was just awkward... and horny.
I was particularly awkward around parents, especially of the girls I dated. None of them liked me, but T’s dad? He HATED me.
T was my girlfriend through senior year, the summer after, and three days at college... because, you know how that goes.
T’s dad wasn’t threatening. He was a quiet, nerdy guy with a hot wife and a virgin daughter. He always looked at me with disgust, even before T brought our sex life to the table.
It wasn’t my first dinner with T’s family, but this night was different. T was acting strange, telling me she wished we could spend more time together and “do it” whenever we wanted, without worrying about getting caught. I dismissed it as a side-effect of my studliness... until there was a lull in the dinner conversation.
“Six and I have an announcement to make,” T said before clearing her throat.
“We do?”
“We’ve been having sex for the last six months,” she said confidently.
Her pre-teen brother giggled and her dad choked up a gob of mashed potato. As my face burned, I squeezed her knee.
“We want you to know that we’re being responsible,” she continued. “Six would like to sleep here on the weekends, so we can have sex in a safe environment.”
“I would?”
A bead of sweat rolled down my cheek. T’s mom excused herself after sending T’s brother to his room. Her dad finished his wine, stood up, and muttered, “Fine.”
He looked defeated as he walked away, but I didn’t care...
For the next two weekends, I got busy in a girl’s bedroom with parental consent.
It lasted just two weekends, because teenagers are also greedy.
Our sleepovers were cancelled because, apparently, sneaking through T’s bedroom window on a weeknight was against the rules.
9 comments:
You never cease to amaze me Six. Even with the limitations of characters, and we all know you're full of character, you pulled off a great story.
Whoa man, way to put you on the spot, eh? Pretty impressive that you've made it through the dinner!
Holy Crap! I would have been denying it as I was trying to run out of the room.
Major props for you hanging in there, especially since it worked out for you for a little while.
LOL! Oh dear, talk about being put on the spot!
How come I never had girlfriends like that when I was a teenager? What an independent, free-thinking young lady.
Wow, you'd have been dead after digging your own shallow grave and I'd have been contemplating killing a few of your family...had that been my daughter, well and it was 200 years ago when fathers could get away with it.
I was actually told to "at least do it in the house." After my girlfriend and I were cited for trespassing. We were in a school parking lot after midnight on a Saturday night and when the light gleamed off the whiteness of my derrière I flipped off the light bringer...thinking it to be a friend of mine. The officer was less than impressed and less than cordial after that.
WG
fucking good stuff stud!
i now am dealing with teenage hormones and fertile young girls. and some stuly boys
love, xoxo
mo mo
Wow, I think that the fact that she left you out of the loop and put you in such an awkward position would have been a dealbreaker for me.
@Youngman Brown: At 16, there were no dealbreakers. LOL
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