1. My First Time


    Date: 8/27/2015, Categories: First Time, Author: ChuckEPoo, Rating: 35, Source: LushStories

    ding on the rail from where I dropped it on the concrete. "It's okay, a little duct tape and it will be good to go. Besides, it's new, and needed to be christened." "Hey, we were just on our way to get an ice cream cone. Would you let us buy you guys one for all your trouble?" Jan asked, looking at Tom with a smile. "No!" I replied, and then added, "We will buy!" Tom frowned at me and pulled me to the side. He whispered, "Are you nuts? I've only got a buck and change." Looking in my waterproof wallet, I had even less. "I've got an idea," I said. "Uh-oh. Your ideas always seem to involve getting me in a shit-load of trouble," Tom replied, sarcastically. I then suggested to the girls, "If you'll all give me the flavors of your cones, I'll go pick them up at Baskin-Robbins. I worked there this summer. I know the manager." "Yeah, you know the manager, alright. Isn't she the one that shit-canned you for giving away free cones to your friends?" Tom chuckled. The girls laughed. "Hey, it was just a big misunderstanding. I've still got credit there," I replied, punching Tom's shoulder with a smack. "Looking up and grinning, Chrissy said, "Rocky Road. Two scoops on a waffle cone." "Chocolate Chip Cookie Dough on a sugar cone, double-dip, please," Jan added, adjusting her bikini. As I entered the shop, I thought, "Fuck! Annette is still manager." She saw me come in and said loudly, "You've got a lot of nerve coming in here, Billy!" The shop was full, and all heads turned. "I just came ...
    in to beg your forgiveness, Annie. You know I still love ya," I replied, grinning my biggest smile. "It won't work, Billy. I'm immune to your lame charm. Don't waste it on me," she glared, stepping out from behind the counter. "Actually, I just came in to settle up," I said, sliding my fingers softly down her arm. She pulled her arm away and replied, "Settle up? Settle up what?" she said, with a raised voice. "Well, I didn't get my last paycheck, and thought we might come to terms." "Terms?...Terms? Here are your terms. Get the fuck out of here or I'll call the cops!" she shouted. Everyone in the room stopped what they were doing and gave her their full, undivided attention. "Annie, calm down. I was just talking about the four hours I'm still owed. I'm not asking for money, just four cones and we're even. Come on, I'm sorry for the mishap, and I'm sorry I missed our date. I was kinda preoccupied, and the time got away from me. I promise I'll make it up to you." I begged. "Your empty apology means nothing to me, Billy. You're not gonna smooth talk your way outta this one," she stated, resolutely folding her arms across her chest. I dropped down on one knee, took her hand, and begged,"Pleeeease Annie! I promise I'll make it up to you." The shop was filled with people laughing, as this whole scenario played out. All the patrons were fully engaged in this scene, and I could see Tom and the girls through the window, cracking up. An older woman, standing in the growing line with her ...