The amount of feedback I received from "Summer Afternoon Fun" eclipsed all of the feedback I had received from my other works combined. With this in mind I plan to write more first person stories based on some aspect of my life. Some of them will be completely true events, some will be based on a fantasy of mine. I hope you enjoy, and feel free to contact me, I respond to all polite individuals.
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When I broke up with John I decided to make the most of it. I went out at least three times a week, and often didn't come home alone. Suddenly those two AM texts asking if I was up got answers, and some of them even started coming from my phone. I didn't try to hide this, but my roommate Sarah definitely thought I should have.
Sarah and I go back a long ways. We ran against each other in high school, I usually got the better of her, but not always. I had never spoken to her outside of a few "good race" comment at meets. When I showed up on campus for my freshman year I recognized her at a party before classes started. Our rivalry continued through freshman year, but her interest in the team waived after that. Her performance dropped, and after Christmas break Sophomore year she quit the team. That actually helped our friendship. We lived in a house off campus junior year, split up for senior year but remained close and eventually got an apartment after graduation when we got jobs close together. Sarah seemed to be doing well at her new job, was possibly even going to get a small promotion in a few months.
I was happy with my social work position. It was basically a dead end, the agency never knew where funding was going to come from and my position was more likely to be eliminated then provide any upward growth. It seemed to drive her nuts that I was willing to just ride it out instead of looking for a better situation.
Her constant unsolicited career advice was really starting to rub me the wrong way. I didn't need a lecture because I was happy doing work I liked. Then when it got combined with a maternal tone of "not being in college anymore" and it's not good for your career for "people to see you out every night" I started to think she was trying to make up for the years I bested her on the track.
Her judgment became more direct, first with some dirty looks, then one morning after I had kissed a guy goodbye, who I'm 90% sure had a name that started with an "M" direct comments. Her wisdom that I needed to get my life together didn't go well.
She had been dating a guy for a few months, and had would saying things like "when your are in a real relationship" and "you'll see how a mature relationship works". He was a bit uptight, but also very attractive. Tall with broad shoulders and piercing hazel eyes, I had been slightly jealous. Sarah seemed to really like him, and he was very polite and thoughtful, but I had a hunch that he wasn't very good in bed. Early in the relationship Sarah shared with me that he thought doggy style sex was kinky.
One morning when she wasn't judging my actions from the night before she revealed that she finally got it out of him that his biggest fantasy was two girls at once. She knew it wasn't exactly a crazy Asian sex tour, but it was something. She wouldn't admit it but I could tell she wanted to spice up their sex life. She was probably getting bored.
A few weeks later I was still whoring it up. She was trying to figure out what she would do for his birthday. Despite her success, money was very tight for us both, we were still trying to figure out how much more furniture we needed for our living room not be embarrassing. We had box springs under our mattresses but no bed frames. We were still getting this adult thing figured out.
We were sitting at dinner, I remember it was a Thursday and we both got paid the next day so we were eating grilled cheese. That's when she told me what she wanted to do for his birthday. She didn't ask, she didn't hint at it, she didn't say "hey this is crazy but what would you think about..."
Just "hey I want you to suck his dick with me for his birthday". I was kind of pissed at the assumption.
Then she was upset at me for not just being like HELL YES!
This was the problem, I wanted to. I had a feeling I was better at giving head then Sarah and wanted to show her up. She had been so condescending I wanted this chance. What better way to use all the recent practice I had been getting than to get some revenge for the sudden judgment she had been giving me. I wanted to make it so he thought of me whenever she was going down on him. Plus, what was a better way to get to be naked with a guy you thought was hot, but wouldn't want to date? Think about that friend of yours with the really hot significant other, wouldn't you want to try that out once?
The fact that I thought some of the reason she wanted to do this was because she didn't have money for a normal gift was a bit of a draw back, I mean she was kind of turning me into a volunteer hooker, but I tried not to think about that too much. Eventually she said please so obviously I agreed.
The next weekend was the big night. They went out for dinner and left me just sitting at the apartment waiting for them. I was a mix of excited, nervous, and a little embarrassed. I was sitting by myself waiting for my friend to bring her guy home so I could help service him. Why was I doing this? Sure she had been a bit of a bitch to me, but was I really going to whore myself out because I might be able to make her jealous by giving her boyfriend his fantasy? I didn't even like him that much, and yes he was very hot, and I really wanted to see his cock, and yes I wanted to see how Sarah sucked on it, but this was all kind of weird!
When I heard the car pull in I started to feel really nervous. Now that they were here, could I bail? I should have had a drink while they were gone. We hadn't even spoken about how this would go, should I just be waiting naked? Was there some chance she would back out? If she did want to back out would I let her?
I hear them come into the house and he is telling the most boring story I have ever heard. I only heard about forty five seconds of it and I almost fell asleep. This is the guy whose dick was going into my mouth? I stay put in my room waiting to see what Sarah will do next. He finally stopped talking, and I think they may be making out. My stomach is starting to get that butterfly feeling as I await to see what will happen.
Eventually Sarah tells him to wait a minute and I hear her coming down the hall. As she steps into my room I feel like an idiot, just sitting here waiting to find out what she wants me to do to her boyfriend. She steps into the room and gives me a tight lipped smile. I was probably being paranoid but it seemed like she was enjoying the moment of me sitting in my chair, looking up to her, waiting to hear what my task would be.
Once she explained what she wanted I understood why she hadn't told me before. This really made me reconsider this idea, but she handed me my prop and left before I could really argue, it was too late to back out. I decided the only way to do this, was to own it, act confident and make sure he knew he was lucky to ever get this opportunity, and make Sarah question if this was a good idea.
She left so I could get ready. I looked down at the plastic bow in my hand. It was blue, cheap, and all I was supposed to have on when I left this room in a few moments. It wasn't even supposed to be covering anything.
