WE MUST HAVE FALLEN asleep because I jerked awake when the jets stopped. We had set the timer for thirty minutes. Nancy’s eyes blinked open, she stiffened and then relaxed. I think she wasn’t sure where she was for a moment.
“Why don’t we take this to the bedroom?” Nancy suggested.
We got out of the tub and went to the king-size bed. We just cuddled at first. I was surprised when Nancy made the first move. She leaned over and kissed me. She surprised me, even more, when she grabbed my wrists and pinned me to the bed. The last time we were together, I had dominated her. I guess she wanted to reverse the roles. I was fine with the turn of events because I wasn’t up for any sexual gymnastics.
She began to kiss my neck as she worked her way down my body. Mr. Happy had been denied for so long that he made a real effort to seize control of the body. He wanted to free the sexual beast, but I was afraid I’d never walk again if that happened.
I was focusing on not grabbing Nancy and having my way with her when she caught me by surprise. She lifted up and sat down on Mr. Happy, taking him to the hilt. My eyes snapped open.
“Condom!” I exclaimed.
“It’s okay, baby. I’m protected,” she told me.
“Condoms are not just to protect from pregnancy,” I objected.
“If that’s the case, it’s too late now. Plus, you’re the only guy I’ve been with in almost a year.”
Well, shit. I’d just get checked when I got home. In the back of my mind, I still had some misgivings. If I didn’t know that Nancy was so responsible, I’d be tempted to call bullshit on the birth control. I let her pin me to the bed and have her way with me. Mr. Happy was not letting the big brain stop his fun. I found it somewhat funny. Girls accused guys of thinking with their dicks, and I was a perfect example of that happening. I just hoped that it didn’t end up biting me on the butt.
Nancy adjusted the angle so she could maximize her pleasure. She set a deliberate pace intended to slowly build our desire.
“I’m not going to last long. It’s been a while for me,” I warned her.
“I’m not worried. You’re young enough to go again, I hope,” she teased me.
I held out as long as I could, but it wasn’t much longer. I was a selfish boy and came before Nancy did. I soon found another benefit of wearing a condom. I’d climaxed like a runaway freight train. I had made quite a mess.
After getting off that hard, I figured I’d need a break. To both our surprise, I was still rock-hard.
“Nice. I was going to give you shit when you came that fast,” Nancy told me.
I just lay back and enjoyed her riding my stiff member. Nancy knew the second round would last much longer, so she set a leisurely pace making love to me. This was more loving and gentle than I was used to. Teenagers tended to just have sex. I found I loved both. Nancy was kissing and gently sucking my pecs. Our passion started to climb, and so was Nancy’s affection of my chest. I found out too late that she was leaving little hickeys. Come Monday there would be hell to pay when the trainers and my teammates saw me without my shirt.
Nancy had some nice orgasms as she rode me. When she finally had a big one, I joined her. When we recovered, I talked Nancy into taking a shower. We then took another nap before going to the fundraiser.
THE FUNDRAISER WAS a casual event since most of the people had gone to the football game. Mom had packed for me, and there was a jacket and turtleneck sweater. I was happy that I could just take off the jacket and go to the fraternity afterward. Nancy had on a nice pair of slacks and a white blouse. She looked nice and made me look better with her on my arm as I took her around to meet everyone.
Kentucky’s coach, Matt Styles, was talking to Teddy, Lori Winnick, and Jennie’s dad, Jerald. Teddy made the introductions.
“I think you’ve all met David,” he said as they all nodded. “This is Nancy Brock, David’s date. Nancy, I’d like you to meet Coach Matt Styles, Lori Winnick and my brother Jerald.”
“Yes, I met David at your camp this summer,” Nancy addressed Coach Styles.
“Then we were both lucky to meet him then. David is one of the top athletes in the Midwest,” Coach told her.
“If I remember correctly, you’re something of a charmer. Will you save me a dance tonight?” Lori asked.
“Yes, ma’am, I look forward to it,” I said.
“Enough with the ‘ma’am,’ please. Call me Lori,” she ordered.
I just nodded.
“Did you see the video of David trying to kill himself in New York?” Jerald asked.
“No, what did you do?” Lori asked.
“I would think you’d be tired of seeing my videos,” I said.
Lori had watched my Superman video last fall.
“That’s right. You were a superhero last year. Do you have more that I could see?” Lori asked.
“Do you know that my ex-girlfriend dressed me up as Superman for Halloween? I think I have a picture,” I said as I pulled out my phone.
I found the picture Mary Dole took of me and showed them. When Nancy saw it, her eyebrows went up. I just ignored her; she could tease me later. I then brought up the video of me playing on the jet water board.
“There was a slight design flaw,” I said as it showed me pulling my Wile E. Coyote trick and slamming into the water.
“That had to hurt,” Teddy said.
“It knocked me out cold. Good thing they had a lifeguard there to pull me out,” I said.
“So, when are you going to start John Phillips?” I asked Coach Styles so I could change the subject.
“We’re talking to him about redshirting. We’ll need him once we get a couple of problem areas fixed.”
“That’s too bad. I’d hate to see him start for two years, and then have to go to the bench,” I said.
Coach Styles started laughing.
“What’s so funny?” Lori asked.
“David will be a freshman at the University of Kentucky in three years. He just let me know that John will be riding the pine as soon as he steps on campus. I’ll be sure to tell John you said that,” Coach said.
“He has delusions that he’d be starting. I think it best he learns his place early on.”
“Good luck with that,” Teddy said.
They announced dinner, so we all found our table. I found myself between Nancy and Jennie. Next to Jennie was an empty seat. I didn’t see Derick anywhere, so I had to ask.
“We seem to be missing someone,” I said, as I looked around the table.
“Who would that be, dear?” Cynthia Wesleyan asked.
“Why, Jennie’s date, Derick,” I answered.
Jennie went beet red. Carol, Jennie’s sister, snorted. Cynthia was unflappable.
“So kind of you to notice,” she said as I thought ‘Oops.’ “Derick was called back home.”
“That’s too bad. He and Jennie seemed like a perfect match,” I said. I got kicked under the table.
Cynthia saw me flinch, and a ghost of a smile crossed her face.
“Are you all right? I would hate to see you have to go home, too.”
I laughed, which caused Carol and Jennie’s mom, Abigail, to laugh as well, but Cynthia was just amused. Teddy and Jerald did the smart thing and stayed out of it. Nancy just rolled her eyes at me. After we ate some terrible chicken dish, it was time for everyone to give their donations to Teddy. I gave him a check Kendal had given me for the occasion. Then the music started and people began to dance. I had told Nancy we could dance at the party. I made a point to dance with Cynthia and Abigail Wesleyan. I then tracked down Lori Winnick. She was fending off a couple of older men who seemed to have that ten-cocktail tilt perfected. When she saw me, she about tipped her chair over to go dance with me.