Things I Never Told My Wife
True confessions of a Shakespearean actor
Chapter 2
I DIDN’T DATE MUCH after Jessie left. There was no line of girls waiting to pick up the pieces of my life. That’s something about small town schools. Some of the kids in my class had been together since fourth grade. Eventually, they’d marry each other and settle down right there in town, driving to work in Lima. About ten percent of us would leave and go to a four-year college. And never come back. Or, like Jessie’s dad, move to some other city where there was work.
There were a lot of farm kids in the school and most of them would inherit when they’d proved they could handle the work. Like my best friend, Jan. Because he lived out in the country, he got his driver’s license almost as soon as he turned sixteen. He was always willing to have me tag along on a double date if I had one. Seemed Jan had a date with a different girl every weekend. He started with the seniors and worked his way down. He was popular with the girls in every class.
I kept doing odd jobs for old ladies and just putting the meager spending money in my desk drawer. The summer before my senior year, I met Marilyn. She was visiting her grandmother for a few weeks and Mrs. Logan was one of my regulars. In the summer, I’d stop by her house once a week, mow the grass and pull weeds out of her flower beds. Occasionally, she’d ask me to move something heavy inside the house or to carry her groceries.
Marilyn tried to insist that she could do the mowing and weeding so her grandmother didn’t need to pay someone. I could hear them arguing on the front porch one morning when I shut off the mower and started on the weeding.
“I don’t pay Terry to do any of those tasks. He comes by and volunteers to do them. I just give him a little tip afterward to show I appreciate his caring. Every young man needs a little spending money now and then. You should know that since you date them so often.”
“I only date a couple of times a week,” Marilyn protested. “Besides, a guy should have a regular job, not depend on tips. He doesn’t even have a car.”
“Why, Marilyn! Are you suggesting he needs a car in order to date you? I can loan you mine if you’d like to take him out.”
“Grandma! I wasn’t suggesting that!”
“Methinks thou dost protest too much.” The conversation moved indoors and I didn’t need to endure listening to anything else. The idea of going out with Marilyn, though, was appealing to my baser senses. She was pretty damn cute. Definitely thinner than Jessie had been. She seemed to always be waiting on the porch in shorts and a T-shirt when I came by to mow or help her grandmother. And Mrs. Logan seemed to get more generous with her tips.
“Hey, you missed some weeds over there.” Marilyn pointed at a flower box I hadn’t gotten to yet. It would take about five minutes for me to finish the one I was on and the one she pointed to. I just nodded and finished up.
“Satisfied, your majesty?” I asked.
“I’m… Shit! I’m such a bitch, stuck out here in the middle of nowhere for the summer while my parents are in Texas. This really sucks.”
“Why didn’t you go to Texas with them?”
“Are you kidding? Texas in the summer? The temperature there has been over a hundred every day since they left. Think of this town and its population, only spread out across another hundred square miles. There’s even less to do there than here.” She was a little pouty, but she’d sort of apologized to me and I was feeling… Well, like I said, she was pretty damned cute in short-shorts and a crop top.
“A few of us are going miniature golfing Saturday. Would you like to come along?”
“Miniature golf? What do you mean ‘a few of us?’ How many?”
“My friend Jan and I like to go up a couple of times in the summer and invite girls to join us. So, it would just be the four of us.”
“So, what you’re really asking is if I’ll go out on a double date with you?”
“I… uh… It’s not like I’m asking you to be my girlfriend. I just thought you might enjoy…”
“Yes. Thank you. I’d love to go.”
“You would?”
“Yes. You were serious, weren’t you?”
“Yeah. Serious. Um… I’ll check with Jan and see what time we’re leaving and let you know. See you later.” I headed home and called Jan to see if I could convince him to get a date to go miniature golfing Saturday. We hadn’t already planned anything.
Jan never had a steady girlfriend. In fact, we sometimes dated the same girl on different weekends. I hadn’t had a steady girlfriend since Jessie moved away and that had been well over a year ago. But Jan was popular and could always call someone up to go out. This week it was Sue who was in the car when Jan came by to pick me up and then get Marilyn. When I saw her, I was pretty sure short-shorts and T-shirts were the only kind of clothes she had. I didn’t mind a bit.
“This is fun,” she said after the windmill hole. “And a little frustrating.” We’d all hit the blade on our first stroke so we decided to count the strokes from the time we got through the tunnel instead of all the strokes it took us to get there.
“Well, you’ve got Terry to take care of the frustration for you. Jan’s going to have his work cut out for him when we get out of here.”
“Um… I wasn’t talking about that kind of frustration. Exactly. Now that you mention it…”
“Hey, would anyone like a soft drink? We’re at the halfway point.”
“That would be nice. Coke?”
I headed toward the refreshment stand. A moment later, Jan joined me.
“Those two girls are plotting something,” he said. “And when Sue plots something, somebody’s likely to get naked.”
“God! You mean you and she have been… When did this happen?”
“It hasn’t yet. But damn! She has a fine looking body. Nothing is beyond the realm of possibility.”
We got the Cokes and rejoined the girls who were giggling like crazy as a family of four played through.
“It’s still early. Where to now?” Jan asked as we headed to the car.
“Seven-Eleven for some supplies,” Sue said. “We need some pop and chips.”
“Your charioteer has received the command,” Jan said. “Seven-Eleven it is.”
The girls grabbed a couple of bags of chips and a six-pack of Diet Coke and handed it to us to check out. Then they disappeared and I figured they’d gone to the restroom. Jan and I grabbed another six-pack of the non-diet variety and waited outside for them to show up. A few minutes later they showed up, each carrying a small bag of her own.
“The gravel pit,” Sue announced when Jan asked where we were going to picnic. Oh, shit. None of us had bathing suits with us unless that’s what Sue and Marilyn bought inside. I didn’t think Seven-Eleven carried bikinis. And the gravel pit was known for skinny dipping. I glanced over at Marilyn and she blushed. Oh, my God!
The gravel pit isn’t easy to get to. Not like it’s fenced off or anything. It’s just the old truck road that leads to it is narrow and rutted. Nobody drives all the way down to it. There was one other car parked a little off the road and Jan pulled his in behind it. We grabbed the chips and pop and followed the girls as Sue led the way to the pit. There were lots of ledges and rocks around the edge. It was obvious Sue knew her way. When we got to the gravel pit, we saw another couple on the other side splashing and swimming. The temp was close to ninety and the water looked refreshing.
“Last one in’s a rotten egg!” Sue yelled as she stripped off her shirt, bra, and shorts. Jan was right. She had a spectacular body. Her panties hit the ground about two seconds after Jan’s jeans and she dove into the water. I pulled my T-shirt off and turned to look at Marilyn. She had the hem of her shirt in her hands.
“Good. If I’m going to strip, you should watch. I don’t want to worry about you trying to sneak peeks later.” The shirt came off revealing she had no bra. I unfastened my jeans and kicked my shoes off while never taking my eyes off her as her pretty round butt came into view. My socks and her panties hit the ground at the same time and she just stood there waiting for me to pull off my jockeys. She held out her hand and I took it. “Bet that shrinks when we hit the water,” she laughed, pointing at my cock. “Come on. We’ll do it together. Better two rotten eggs than one.” We stepped to the edge of the rock and jumped in. She didn’t let go of my hand and we kicked to the surface using one hand each.
“Why didn’t you guys warn us it was so cold?” I yelled at Jan. He and Sue were almost to the middle of the pit and turned around to swim toward us.
“What fun would that be?” Sue laughed. “We were just waiting for you to surface so we could tell you.”
“Yeah. Well he shrank and I popped my nips.”
“I didn’t notice that,” I said.
“Better go under and take a look, then.” She put both hands on top of my head and pulled herself up, which pushed me under. She guided my head directly to her left nipple and I obligingly gave it a suck for as long as I could hold my breath. I was afraid at first that she wasn’t going to let me surface.
“Well, are they?” Jan asked as he surfaced from roughly the same treatment by Sue.
“Oh, yeah. But she was wrong about the other.” I’d deflated a bit as soon as I hit the water, but was pressing my erection against her after she’d let me suck her nipple. This was a new experience for me. I’d managed to feel a girl up after the spring formal this year but we’d stayed fully clothed. Having a good looking girl strip in front of me and then shove my face into her tits was more heart stopping than the cold water. I felt her hand circle my cock and nearly passed out.
“It’s true,” she said. “I thought cold water was supposed to prevent that kind of thing.”
“Let’s race across the lake to the other side and back. That’ll cool these boys down,” Sue said. She immediately turned for the opposite edge and we all followed as her butt broke the surface. I’m a pretty good swimmer and could probably have won but it was a lot more fun to watch Marilyn’s butt come out of the water and then her breasts as she took long even strokes. I didn’t rush to win the race. It did, however, ease my tumescence.
We swam and played for half an hour before we dragged ourselves out of the water and sat together eating chips and drinking our Cokes. I glanced across the lake and saw the other couple had gone, so it was just the four of us. I looked at the two girls sitting naked on the rock and started to get hard again. Jan was hiding his behind his arms as he leaned forward.
“Let’s go to the sun cliff,” Sue said, grabbing Jan’s hand and pulling him up. She bent and grabbed her bag from the pile of clothes and they took off around the edge of the pit. “Don’t do anything I’m not going to do!” she called to us cheerfully.
“It looks like she’s getting ready to do a lot,” I chuckled.
“Well, that means there isn’t much we can do that she won’t be. You’ve sucked on my tit and I held your cock. Don’t you think it’s time to kiss me a little?”
What a great suggestion! The kisses started light but ramped up fast and we had our tongues fighting for position in each other’s mouth. I had one hand around her back, holding her to me. The other was squeezing the tit I’d started sucking on earlier. And her hand was back on my cock.
“You don’t have much experience, do you?” she asked.
“Not really. This is the furthest I’ve ever gone with a girl.”
“Mmm. Then lie back and let me handle everything.” I lay back with my cock waving in the air while she grabbed a package of condoms from her bag. Condoms! The girls were planning this all along. I wondered if that was what they were whispering and giggling about while Jan and I were getting soft drinks at the golf park. As efficiently as she rolled a condom onto my cock, I was pretty sure she’d done it before. A lot.
She straddled my waist and bent to kiss me again with my cock trapped between our bodies. After a few minutes of kissing and petting, she lifted up and the next thing I knew, I was sinking into a girl for the first time ever. My hands just sort of went to her butt as she sank onto me and began riding for all she was worth. I wasn’t going to last long but it looked like she expected that. I was seeing stars when I started spurting into the condom. She whined a bit and gasped out, “I could feel it. Oh, God! That’s good!”
“I’m sorry I was so fast. Are you okay?” I said. I was making little thrusts, trying to keep hard inside her. I didn’t want to lose this feeling yet.
“Don’t worry. Boys are always fast the first time. I got a little one out of that but we’re not done yet.” She pulled off me and stripped the condom from my cock. Then she bent and sucked me into her mouth. My first fuck. My first blowjob. I was going to die today. But there was more I wanted to do. I’d seen a couple of Penthouse magazines so I knew what a woman was supposed to look like between her legs, but I’d never seen it live. I managed to finally get a hand between her legs and drag my fingers through her wetness. She moaned.
“Can I… Marilyn, can I do you like that? Like sucking on you?”
“Oh, hell, yes!” She straddled my face and I hardly had time to look at what was coming before she was grinding on my mouth. I just licked up everything I could reach while feeling her fellatio slow down a bit. She lifted up so I could see between her legs. “Here. Right here.” She held her lips apart and flicked a little bump at the top of her slit. “Don’t be rough about it, but focus on this. It will be so good!” She settled a little more gently on my face so I could guide her in range of my tongue. The moan was longer and her hand worked my cock but her mouth just made little dips to take it in. I didn’t mind. There wasn’t a chance in hell I’d get soft while I was doing this. I reached up and caught a boob in my left hand while the right kept riding her butt. Nothing in the world had the right to feel this fucking good. “Yes! Yes! More right there. Oh, god! Yeah. That’s it. One more. Ahh!”
She shuddered. Between as wet as she was when I started and my own saliva, I didn’t figure it could get much wetter. I was wrong. I could feel her stretching a condom onto me again. She rolled off me and lay on her back with her legs spread. “Bring that over here and fuck me!”
I was only too happy to comply. This time I was on top and took my time sliding in and out of her.
“You okay?” I asked.
“Yeah. Don’t usually have an orgasm the first time I’m with a boy. At least not without diddling myself. Thank you for being gentle in this position. I could get scraped up pretty bad on this rock.”
“I don’t want to hurt you. Do we need to swap positions?” I could feel a few scrapes on my own back.
“Yeah. If you don’t mind. Let me spread our T-shirts under me. That’ll help.” We put the two T-shirts down and she settled back onto them. Before she lay completely down, I caught her and pulled her in for another kiss. With my limited experience, I thought she was a hell of a good kisser. Then she lay back and lined me up again. I kept it gentle. My own knees were scuffing around on the rock and as much as I wanted to just fuck away, I didn’t want either of us skinned up so badly we couldn’t do it again.
“I’m kind of overwhelmed. I never imagined we’d be doing this.”
“It’s your first time, isn’t it?”
“Yeah. I haven’t really been dating much this past year.”
“I’m honored to be your first. Have you ever felt anything more wonderful? If we could do it, I’d lie here and let you plunge in and out of me all day.”
“I don’t really want to give a show to Jan and Sue.”
“Yeah. I figure they’ve got a few minutes to go before they’re finished. But maybe I should hurry up a little.” She pushed her hand between us and I could feel her fingers moving around that little bud I’d tongued so recently. She began to jerk up against me and each jerk drove me a little deeper until I was pumping out semen into the fresh condom and she was moaning and tossing her head back and forth a little. I kept stroking until it was too sensitive for me to move any longer.
“I’m afraid I’m slipping out.”
“No all-day fucks for me,” she sighed. “Let’s get back in the water and rinse off.”
The water didn’t seem quite so cold as the first time we jumped in. We kicked around a bit and snatched a few wet kisses, allowing ourselves to slide below the surface as we kissed and held each other. Jan and Sue got back and dove in next to us. We were all kind of dazed and lay in the late-afternoon sun to dry off. Marilyn handed me the little bag with the used condoms in it.
“There were six in the package. Keep the rest for next time.”
“Will there be a next time, Marilyn? I’d like that.”
“I’m here for three more weeks. Let’s make the best of it.”
We did make the best of it. It wasn’t all fucking. We took a bike ride out into the country and back. We played at the mini-arcade in town. We had a butcher who put a bunch of pinball machines in his shop to ‘keep the kids out of trouble.’ I think it was for his own entertainment. He was better at them than anyone who came in.
And we found a couple of comfortable places where we could take a blanket at night and lie under the stars and make love. A week before Labor Day, her mother showed up and she went back to Cincinnati.
About twelve years later, I was newly married and back home for a visit. On a lark, I took my wife to the gravel pit and we went skinny dipping. It was fun, though she was pretty nervous about someone ‘catching us’ and hurried back into her clothes as soon as she was out of the water.
This was where I lost my virginity.
Of course, I never told my wife about that.
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