December 1984
Road Trip pt1; the night before.
Shit! I thought as I glanced at my watch and saw that it was ten fifteen. I was supposed to be home by Ten and at the pace I was driving I was still a good fifteen minutes from home. Well I would just have to be late then, the roads were icy but more importantly I was driving with a bit of a buzz and the last thing I needed would be to be pulled over and hauled in the day after Christmas and the night before we left for our Christmas visit to Dad's brother; my uncle Ray in North Carolina.
Because my father was a psycho and insisted on not only driving but doing the 16 hour drive in one day we had to be on the road by 4:30,am, he had told Mark and I to be home by ten. I held my breath as I took the corner onto Cranston Street and drove past a cop sitting in a parking lot. I glanced in the rear view and let the breath out as I saw he was still just sitting there. I was driving fine I told myself just a little nervous. I sighed it would be one thing if I could say getting in trouble for being late was worth it, but that wasn't the case. The night with Jack had started out perfectly but couldn't have ended much worse.
Jack was the bartender at Vinnie's; he was tall, blonde, blue eyed, and damn hot! all the girls that worked there and most women in general seemed to have a thing for him. On any given night there would be three or four girls hanging around at the bar all but throwing themselves at him. Jack was also thirty years old and from some of the stories I had heard had been in a bit of trouble in the past so as flattering as it was when he started hitting on me a couple of months ago I didn't exactly jump on in.
There was also my issues with men in general. Jack was a bit too aggressive for me and I could not see myself getting comfortable with him. Besides all I would need is for dad to find out and he'd be down there making a scene. Finally though after a couple of weeks, curiosity and the nasty girl inside got the best of me and I agreed to let him take me out. Jack was good our first date we had gone out right after work on a Saturday afternoon and he had brought me back to my car at Vinnie's we kissed but that was about it. Although I will admit that the long, lingering, tongue filled kiss that he had given me had left me driving home wet.
On the third date we went back to his place and had sex. As usual I left frustrated. Surprisingly for his reputation Jack had gone pretty slowly, and when he went down on me he took his time and I came pretty goddamn hard. I returned the favor not getting him off, but impressing him with my ability to deep throat him. He had made a remark about it, saying no other girl had done it that easily and I recalled thinking "whatever" I mean he was hung fairly well but my brother had to have a good three inches on him.
Of course once we got to the actual sex the old Megan kicked in. I started off okay but when he wanted me to rollover I hedged then felt stupid the rest of the time as we stayed in missionary. I tried to spend the night, but woke up a couple of hours later on edge and had to leave. An hour later I was curled up with my brother. We hadn't had sex, I wouldn't if I had been with someone else, but I had needed to feel close to someone to feel the way I should after having had sex.
After that I was surprised that Jack asked me out again. We had a couple of more so- so nights and I finally just told him I was nervous, that I had hang ups and left it at that. Jack had said it was a shame because I was pretty damn hot and he could tell I wanted to. Then flashing that lady killer smile he had said that all I really needed was to just relax, and he knew just what could help. I knew what he was talking about and told him it didn't seem right. Jack had rolled his eyes and said if drinking was that bad for you he wouldn't have a job, and besides isn't that why everyone drank; to relax?
The next Friday night I got off at eleven and sat at the bar to wait for Jack to get off a t Midnight, while sitting there I drank three "sodas" that Jack had added some Captain Morgan to. He hadn't made them strong but I have to say I felt pretty damn mellow by the last one. I had worked at Vinnie's for awhile so leaving my car overnight was no problem. We went back to Jack's and the sex was indeed better as it had been the several times since. I had also been spending the night as well. Whenever I felt that old anxiety lying there I would have a glass of wine while I was there and be able to sleep.
We weren't really a couple, I was pretty sure he was seeing other people and at this point we didn't go out, just back to his place. I was okay with that I really wasn't looking for a boyfriend just some company, and some sex that didn't come from my brother. At this point Mark and I were probably fucking a couple of times a week but always made it around Krissy or Jack we would never with each other on the same night. Although we did sleep in the same bed sometimes afterwards but that was just so we could sleep. I have to say that although the relaxed Megan was a much more fun Megan I still wasn't half the nasty girl I was with my brother.
Normally Jack and I only got together on the weekends but seeing I was going away for a few days he had arranged to get off at 8. I had the week off from RISD so I had worked earlier in the day and come back to hang out at the bar and "relax" for an hour or so before he got off. I was wearing a tight black dress with the knee high black leather boots Mark had bought me for Christmas-that of course I had modeled for him last night- and had curled my normally straight hair. When Jack came over to give me a "coke" he leaned over, gave me a kiss, and told me how fucking hot I looked. It wasn't exactly smooth but it still sounded good.
I have to say I was pretty flattered however, as even though the bar had quite a bit of business that last hour, Jack really did seem to have a hard time keeping his eyes off of me. I noticed the drinks were definitely stronger that they used to be, but I was also getting more used to the effects. As I sat there I certainly didn't mind watching him. Jack really was hot with a nice body and pretty decent cock to go with it. Oh tonight was going to be a good night I thought as I finished my third drink, I was not only feeling damn relaxed but I was even feeling a bit... nasty.
We went back to his place where with a smile he reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out a small bottle of ginger brandy he had lifted from Vinnie's. He took a couple of swallows and handed it to me. I'd already had a few but why not? I'd be okay to drive in a couple of hours I took a long swallow then another enjoying the way the liquor burned down my throat and the warm feeling it gave me.
Speaking of warm feelings Jack didn't waste any time, within minutes he was kissing me while unzipping the back of my dress. I stepped back from him and gave him a playful push so he would sit back in the chair and standing in front of him slowly let the dress drop to the floor. I was wearing a matching black see thru bra and panty set I had bought a couple of days ago and decided to leave the boots on.
"Goddamn you look sexy tonight." Jack said his eyes wandering up and down my body.
"Yeah you like?" I asked, putting my head down and batting my eyes at him.
"I love it."
"What about my sexy new boots Jack; you like those?" He nodded smiling, and I added;
"You want me to keep them on?"
"Oh yeah." Jack said all but licking his lips.
I walked over to stand directly in front of him and turning slowly bent over shoving my ass in his face, but pulling away before he could grab it.
"I love that bad ass tattoo of yours." He told me referring to my Baphomet tramp stamp.
"Oh is that all you love?"
Turning back to him I put one knee up on the arm of the chair and reaching back removed my bra and let it fall.
"You don't love these?" I asked holding my tits up for him.
"Oh Megan I love those pretty little tits of yours."
Jack was smiling broadly sensing how playful I was and probably thinking "about time". Well we'll see if he thought that in a few minutes because this nasty girl had a bit of a game in mind for good old Jack.
"That's not nice," I pouted. "Calling them little."
I leaned onto the chair and shoved my left tit in his face.
"I think you should say you're sorry Jack."
"Aw come here." Jack said and eagerly sucked my nipple into his mouth.
As he did his right hand dropped between my legs and he expertly slid his fingers into my panties and right into my wet pussy.
"MMM I'll let it slide I guess." I told him pumping my hips into his fingers. Jack switched to my right nipple, his fingers still working my pussy as he did I reached down and unbuttoned his shirt taking a minute to rub my hands across his strong chest and flat hard stomach. As I did I waited for him to add his thumb to my clit but he didn't. I pulled away a bit reluctantly after all his fingers did feel pretty good, but they were just a tease as Jack himself had been lately. Jack made a sound of protest as I moved away but that quickly changed as I dropped to my knees between his legs and unsnapped his jeans.
"Ohhh you are feeling good tonight aren't you baby?"
"Oh trust me you'll know how good I feel soon enough honey." I answered with a wink.
I smiled up at him as I reached in and pulled his hard thick cock from his underwear and squeezing it tight gave it a couple of long slow pumps. I flicked my tongue across the tip getting him to moan and twitch his hips. Jack really did have a nice cock probably the biggest I'd seen next to my almost freakishly endowed brother. I licked his shaft up and down a couple of times then paused with my mouth right at the tip.
