Things I Never Told My Wife
True confessions of a Shakespearean actor
Chapter 5
THE SUMMER AFTER senior year in high school—what I like to call the summer of bliss—started off with what had to be the strangest event of my young life. You already know Karen and I were together for a week, making out and making love whenever we could. Then Mother Nature interfered and we called our relationship to a halt as I was preparing to leave for my summer gig. That weekend, Jan and Sue asked me to double with them and told me not to worry about a date because they had it covered.
That was a relief. I was pretty disappointed that Karen and I came to such an abrupt conclusion. I knew we weren’t together for the long haul. We’d talked all the way back in December about our plans after school. I lucked out with a summer internship in Colorado that would keep me busy until time for classes to start in Athens. She was going east in the fall and had been accepted to a fancy women’s college in Massachusetts. I guess she decided not to go there as a virgin. But I really didn’t feel much like trying to find a last-minute date.
They picked me up Saturday evening early enough to get to the movie theater in Lima.
“Uh… When are we picking up my date?” I asked.
“You’ll meet your date at the theater,” Sue said. Oh. Okay. I guessed that made sense. I wished I’d had a little chance to get to know her before we were in a dark theater. But I was only along because they needed a date for this friend, anyway. Every question I asked was answered by Sue. “You’ll see when we get there.” I was just a little worried she was setting me up with Wendy. Then I was hopeful that Marilyn was in town. That would be cool! I decided to just relax and let the evening take whatever turn it wanted to.
Good choice.
We got popcorn and hung around the lobby until the movie was almost ready to start. It looked like I’d been stood up.
“Come on. There’s no sense standing around out here,” Sue said. I thought it was strange that Jan hadn’t said anything all evening. Sue grabbed my hand as her other was caught in Jan’s and I was led into the theater. The lights had already gone down and the logo for Universal came on screen. We were seeing the new Steve Martin movie, Dead Men Don’t Wear Plaid. I settled in a seat with Sue between Jan and me. She used her elbows to push the armrests up without letting go of either of our hands.
Call me slow, but I didn’t figure out what was happening until she pulled Jan’s arm around her shoulders and firmly placed mine on her bare thigh.
“I hope you don’t mind being my other date tonight,” Sue whispered. I looked across her to Jan and he just grinned at me, letting his hand slip off her shoulder and down to her boob. Sue slid my hand up her thigh under her skirt. Holy fuck! We were going to double team her!
Well, suffice it to say that I have no idea what the movie was all about. Sue took turns kissing Jan and me. We took turns fondling her breasts and her pussy. There was way too much going on to pay attention to the movie. I think I was sucking on her left tit when the movie ended and she quickly pushed us away to pull her shirt down and pull up her panties.
“Get in front,” she ordered me when we got to the car. I obeyed but thought it was a weird idea. That would put her in the back seat with Jan driving. No such thing. She held the door until I had my seatbelt fastened and then she slid onto my lap and closed it. Jan had an automatic, so his right hand was free to run up and down Sue’s leg. She tucked my hand under her shirt to her bare boob and said, “Hang on tight.” I don’t know how tight it was, but I certainly focused on caressing those soft boobs and hard nipples. It didn’t take long before we pulled up in front of Jan’s barn.
We piled out of the car and ran for the ladder into the loft. Jan went up first to hold his hand for Sue. She pressed something into my hand and I realized she had given me her panties. I followed her bare butt up the ladder.
“I love you two guys,” Sue said after kissing each of us soundly. God! She was a good kisser. “I’ve wanted you both all year. You’ll do this for me, won’t you?”
“Both?” I said.
“At the same time,” she replied.
Jan and I had seen each other naked plenty of times in the locker room. It didn’t seem all that strange to strip with him while Sue shimmied out of her skirt and lifted her T-shirt over her head. That girl was something else. I was reminded of how much I liked sex with her. She started by sucking us both, stroking the cock that wasn’t in her mouth. I figured she had a plan for this and I’d just go with it. She drank down all the semen we produced on that first go-round. We kissed and then she started kissing Jan. I just worked my way south until I had my face planted between her legs. Marilyn had taught me what to look for and how to tongue her clit, but surprisingly there were few girls that would let a guy go down on them in high school. I fucked a lot more than I ate pussy. Sue didn’t mind. She spread her legs and let me at it.
I loved the taste of Marilyn, but Sue made me harder than a rock even though I’d just come in her mouth. She managed another climax while she was sucking Jan soon thereafter.
“How do you want to do this, Babe?” Jan asked. It was about the first thing I’d heard him say all night.
“Terry, lie down and I’ll get on top. Jan, get right behind me.” It dawned on me that she was going to take one of us in her pussy and one in her ass. Neither Jan nor I was huge. We had plenty, but we were no porn stars. “Hold me up so I can use both hands, Ter,” she whispered. I knew what that meant and put a palm on each tit. Sue was so excited she was dripping. I simply couldn’t believe it was happening. But disbelief was just beginning.
Once she had both hands free, she reached between her legs and grabbed our cocks, holding them tightly together. I really wasn’t expecting that! Then she wiped the heads through her flooding slit and lined us up so she could back onto both our cocks at the same time. In her pussy! Once the heads were inside, we just kept sinking. Jan was practically lying on top of both Sue and me as both our cocks collected the juice from her pussy. We started sliding around a little and in a minute got into a rhythm of back and forth thrust and withdraw.
Sue was delirious. “Yeah! Yeah! I wanted this so much. Thank you. Thank you. You’re the best guys in the whole school. Thank you. More!” I couldn’t believe she could take both of us plowing her pussy like this. She never struck me as being loose down there but this was really tight. And I realized part of the stim was coming from my friend’s cock. That kind of thinking will kill the buzz. I blocked it out and just kept sawing in and out of Sue’s pussy.
I’m not sure whose cock started pulsing first, but when we went off, so did Sue. Big time. That was when I realized we’d just shot into her with no condom.
“Shit! We aren’t wearing condoms.”
“It’s okay,” Sue said. “I’ll be fine. You don’t have to worry.”
“Really?”
“Really, Baby. I was prepared for this.”
I breathed a sigh of relief. She was on the pill. I was pretty sure none of us had a communicable disease, so I didn’t worry about it anymore. We both popped out of her and she pulled us to her mouth to lick us clean. We cuddled up with Jan on one side of her and me on the other. There were a lot of kisses back and forth and we dozed off a bit. Sometime during the night, both Jan and I left another load in her pussy. One at a time. She’d had double penetration and was happy with that, even if a little sore.
I’d landed a really good internship at the Colorado Rocky Mountain Theatre Camp in Glenwood Springs. I’d be there for a little over three months before I moved straight to my residence hall at Ohio University. It was tough looking at my old room and realizing I was going off on my own. I guess I wanted the security of ‘my stuff.’ I jammed just about everything I could into my car. I’d built a set model for Lysistrata in my technical theatre class and was pretty proud of it but there just wasn’t room to cram it into the car, so it got left behind. Any clothing that still fit went with me. I’m a guy, so it’s not like I had a bunch of stuffed animals and dolls to pack.
There were some other things I just didn’t feel like I needed to pack. Speech awards, some photos of the shows I’d been in, high school stuff I’d never use again, like my yearbooks. They’d wait for me. Eventually, I was all packed.
I saw Jan and Sue just before I left on Wednesday the next week. Sue was leaning on Jan but pulled herself up to give me a really nice kiss before I got in my new car to head west. Jan shook my hand and wished me luck. He was planning to go to the local extension for a year while he took over more and more of the farm work from his dad. Sue said she was just going to get a job and settle down.
“Thank you for being part of my fun, Terry.”
“Thank you for teaching me to kiss,” I answered. “You guys be good. I’ll try to see you this winter sometime.” They waved as I drove off.
Oh, yeah. My new car. Dad took me out two days before I left and bought me a graduation present. A 1965 Corvair Monza coupe. Bright red. I wondered if Dad was intentionally trying to kill me, but I got behind the wheel and drove off to Colorado for the summer of bliss. But that’s another story.
Somehow it never worked out for me to meet up with Sue or Jan when I was back in town. There was a fire that summer and Mom and Dad lost everything. They were all safe, but they decided it was time to move to Lima so Dad would be closer to work. My sister decided to remake her image as a freshman in a new school. I couldn’t believe she became a cheerleader. I remembered a time when I’d seen our head cheerleader naked in the hayloft as she got ready to fuck Jan. I was… Well, I guess I never got back to Prairie after that. I was involved in rep shows and on my brief breaks I didn’t get past Lima. I missed our ten year class reunion because I was working in Minneapolis. Then I started working at a new theater in Oregon where I eventually met my wife. Yeah. That’s another story, too.
But my wife bugged me about going to my class reunion so after twenty years, I ended up sitting at a table with Sue and Jan. What a trip. Jan poked me in the arm while the ladies were gossiping.
“Let’s go have a smoke.” I sometimes had a cigarette, but I usually had my pipe with me. I didn’t that night. Jan handed me a cigar. It wasn’t a huge thing but it had a great taste. “Look at this,” Jan said as we stood beneath a street light. He held out a photo and I looked at it. It was a young man in a graduation gown and cap.
“Your son?” I asked.
“Yeah. And yours.” I stared at him. “Sue got pregnant that night she was with the two of us.”
“And you married her to give the child a father?”
“No. I’d already asked her to marry me before she told me she was pregnant. It was like icing on the cake. I really have to thank you for that.”
“Thank me? Jan, I’m just glad the two of you have been happy together for twenty years and have such a fine son.”
“That’s what I have to thank you for. We didn’t know if he was yours or mine and neither of us cared. He’s a great kid. I never imagined I could love a kid like that. So, Sue and I decided we’d do it again. After a year of trying, we had the doctors run a bunch of tests. I… uh… ‘don’t have any motile sperm,’ is the way the doctor described it. We tried a few therapies and drugs, but nothing happened. I guess it was when I had mumps as a child. It killed off my sperm production. That’s why I’m thanking you, Terry. Without you, I’d never have had this incredible boy in my life. I understand if you want to meet him. We told him when he graduated from high school that we’d had a sperm donor, so he knows he has a biological father. Just, please don’t be mad at us, Terry. I love that kid as much as I love his mother.”
“Don’t worry. If he asks one day, I’ll be happy to meet him. But I won’t make the first step. He’s your son, Jan. Yours and Sue’s. I’m really proud of both of you.”
Of course, I never told my wife about that.
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