1. You First


    Date: 8/12/2015, Categories: First Time, Taboo, Voyeur, Author: brianbigdogsmith, Rating: , Source: xHamster

    could be awkward questions. &#034You're really okay with me having a girlfriend someday? After all we've done?&#034 &#034Let me put it this way.&#034 She went into her room to change, but left the door open so we could still talk. I did the same; I needed a new shirt. &#034Would it bother you if I were to get a boyfriend?&#034 I paused in the middle of taking my shirt off. &#034I... no?&#034 I said. &#034You don't sound so sure.&#034 &#034No, it's just, I hadn't thought about it before.&#034 I really hadn't, until then, and it sort of surprised me that, after everything that had happened, the thought really didn't bother me that much. &#034And?&#034 She poked her head around the side of my door, now dressed in baggy khakis and a flannel shirt. &#034Yeah, I... really am okay with it. Is it weird that I don't think that's weird?&#034 I didn't. I even pictured her meeting another guy at school, dating him, and fucking his brains out. I felt like the thought should have made me jealous, but really it didn't bother me at all. &#034Nope. That's how I feel about you.&#034 I pulled on a fresh shirt. &#034Huh.&#034 Then, quickly I added, &#034That doesn't mean I don't want to-&#034 &#034Of course not.&#034 &#034Because I still-&#034 &#034Me, too.&#034 &#034I mean, feel free to-&#034 &#034I haven't found anyone I like, yet, but it might happen, you never know. And, of course, you can feel free to do the same.&#034 &#034So... what happens when we do? Do we, you know, tell them, ...
    or...?&#034 Jen raised her hands in front of her and turned her face. &#034That's between you and her, okay? If you want to tell her and you think she'll be okay with it, you can tell her. Otherwise we'll keep it between us like we always have, agreed?&#034 She stuck out her hand, and I shook it with a smile. &#034Agreed.&#034 The conversation turned towards more mundane topics after that. We plotted about Christmas presents, because now, we had to make ours to our parents all the better, because we were having to pretend we'd spent the whole flea market day working on it. If Mom or Dad noticed the signs that Jen had been crying, they never said anything. Weeks came and went. With the heavier snowfalls, upcoming midterms at school, doctor's visits, and holiday plans, Jen and I didn't get very much time to spend alone together. Thanksgiving rolled around, and we spent that weekend with Grandma and Uncle Charlie at her house a few hours away. December was worse, trying to finish up class projects, consulting other students on research papers, and find time to study for our tests in between all the shopping and gift-planning. Jen and I were pretty much limited to the occasional stolen kiss after the parents had gone to bed and a quick self-administered release now and again. Finally, it was over. All miderms completed, all work turned in. Jen and I were off from school for two weeks, from a few days before Christmas until after New Year's. Winter vacation! Sad to say, but after all ...
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