I was 18 and at a dollar show in an old downtown theater one night. The was flirting with the counter girl and invited her to come to watch the rest of the movie with me when she got off work, so she found me sitting near the back and we made out pretty damn heavy, me digging for oil, etc. We made out really heavy a few times after that over the next few weeks. Looking back on it I could have had her any one of those times. No idea why I didn't.
So finally we all graduated high school (she went to another school) and my friend is having this week-long party at his place while his parents are out of town. I picked her up before she had to be at work and we're hanging out with everyone at said pal's place watching some henious kung fu B movie on UHF. I asked her if she wanted to go upstairs to get a soda and she said yes so we go up there and then into my friend's room and start some heavy petting. So we went ahead and did it in short order after that. The AC vents were off in that room and it was so, so HOT in there I didn't think I was going to bust a nut but then I made one final effort at doing so and blew my load. I knew I was never going to forgive myselfif I didn't, that I'd carry that failing around for the rest of my life.
Then we went back downstairs panting from the heat, exhausted, and exhibiting huge shit-eating grins to the same high school jocks who previoulsy swore I was never going to get laid. They all gave me these despising sideways glances, knowing what we had done. Guess I showed them. That chick was an easy slut, but I thank her for that. She was the only slut I ever met who fucked me and not some other douchebag. I was the douchebag she fucked that day. I am now up to about number 21 or so.
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