Well, that stumped me. I didn’t understand why she seemed so mad. “Her boyfriend is like my big brother. He’s always looked after me. Especially when those Conner kids picked on me. I imagine he’d be quite put out if I dated his girl.”
“But you fuck her.” It didn’t sound like a question.
“I have to. That was the deal. She helped me through school, but she gets to have me whenever she wants.”
Oh, she didn’t like that at all.
“Is she prettier than me?”
That was so funny I stomped my boot and slapped my leg. “Ain’t nobody prettier than you, sugar, and I know everyone in the county.”
That seemed to mollify her. “You don’t take her out on dates?”
I had to think about that. “I’m not good with money. I never know how much to pay. Dealing with money makes me feel stupid, and I’ve never trusted anyone ever since Lara Monagan emptied my bank account.”
“Then why did you hand me your wallet?”
Wow! I never thought of that. “I guess I must trust you. You’re not gonna take all my money, are you?”
“Your wallet is a mess, so I paid for the room.”
I shook my head to clear it. “I don’t understand. You spent money to be with me?” That really choked me up cuz nobody’s ever done that before. I never cry, except in movies. “Why would you do that?”
Now she had to think about it. “Actually, I’ve never spent money on a boy before. Hell, I never have money to spend. I guess I really wanted to be with you.”
“I’ve never had a girlfriend before. Would you like to be my first?”
She tried to tackle me, but I’m so solid it was more like running into a wall with arms. “I’d prefer to be your last girlfriend.”
I was not sure I understood that. “Well, as long as you start being my girlfriend tonight.”
CHAPTER 3
All my friends were at the bar celebrating. Both of them. And their friends. I’m used to being stared at, so it took me a long minute to realize that everyone was staring at my girl. I didn’t know whether to be mad or flattered. She didn’t seem to notice, though. My girlfriend pulled me by the hand and I could tell the moment she identified Peaches. They sized each other up for a moment while I picked Peaches up in my famous bear hug.
“Don’t break her, buddy,” her boyfriend said, slapping me on the back. “Not when she’s buying.”
“I wish I could pass tests. Did it have numbers in it?” I asked Peaches.
“I can practice law now. My father will finally have to pay me what I’m worth. And who is this?”
My girl sure had a set of balls on her, stepping up and standing tall. It really turned me on. “I’m his new girlfriend.”
I liked how she said it so forcefully. Not ashamed or embarrassed or anything.
“My last girlfriend, actually.” I thought I’d clear that up.
“I’d like to hear all about that,” Peaches finally said after they stared at each other for an uncomfortable amount of time.
So the three of us got a booth and the two of them sorted things out.
“I met him tonight and I want him forever,” my girlfriend started out.
“I’ve known him all my life. Before his car accident, he rescued me when I fell in a river. I owe him my life, so I’ve helped him growing up.”
“Why do you fuck him when you have a boyfriend?”
“You know why I fuck him even though I have a boyfriend. In fact, he become my boyfriend knowing that I could not give up such a massive cock.”
“Your boyfriend must love you very much to let you fuck other men.”
“Only this one. I’m monogamous, plus one. Oh, and I have to compensate my boyfriend by sucking him off for every time I fuck your guy. Guys: they’ll do anything to be swallowed.”
“You got a problem with me being his girlfriend?” my Mexican asked.
“Not unless you screw him over. I’ve always felt protective of him.”
“Were you ever his girlfriend?”
“He’s too high maintenance for me,” Peaches answered. “I just don’t have the time, what with going to college full time and working for my cheap father full time. He’s a great guy, but he will always be a handful.”
“So we’re good?”
Now they stared at each other again. If a guy stared at me like that, I’d probably belt him. “If you two are going to kiss, then give me time to get my camera.”
Neither even glanced at me.
“Look, I don’t want to fuck up your shit. You clearly have strong feelings for him, and he deserves someone special. But you may not appreciate how much legal trouble he gets into,” Peaches pointed out. “He doesn’t try to break the law, but he has an incident report longer than his dick. He will always need a lawyer. And lawyers are expensive.”
“So what do you propose?” my girl asked.
“I help him and he helps me. Look, I love my boyfriend. He’s great. But no man outside of porn can touch me where your guy touches me. He’s stretched me so much I can barely feel a normal size penis. Doctors should use him for pregnant women so babies just fall out. I’ll work for free if you let him give me what I’ve become so used to. If you want, I’ll share my guy with you. You’re so drop dead gorgeous, I’m kind of tempted myself, and I’ve never batted for that team before.”
“I’m only interested in one man,” she said with a finality that tickled my wiener. “Although you’re pretty fucking cute, I have to admit. Why does your boyfriend let you fuck another man?”
“He’s poor and I’m helping him through medical school.”
“He’ll leave you when he no longer needs your financial help,” my girl pointed out.
“That’s crossed my mind, but at least I’ll have several more years with him. I don’t want kids or marriage yet anyway, so I can focus on my career. Lawyers work crazy hours.”
I had no idea where they stood, so I just drank as much free beer as I could.
“Tell me about these legal problems that you’ve helped him with.”
Ah, geez! I excused myself and bent over the bar with my buddy so I didn’t have to listen to the girls talk about me in front of my back.
“Your girlfriend is smoking,” he told me.
I looked over, but I didn’t see a cigarette. “I want to keep her. Will you help me?”
He seemed relieved that maybe I wouldn’t be fucking his girlfriend no more. “Hell yes, I’ll help you. Tomorrow let’s go shopping so you can surprise her every day with a new gift. It will drive her crazy wondering what present she’ll get the next day. Clothing, jewelry, perfume, lingerie, makeup, shoes. Win her over before you introduce her to your grandparents so they don’t ruin it for you.”
“You’re such a good friend.”
“I’d probably be brain injured myself if you didn’t fight off those guys we beat for the championship.”
I put my hand on his arm. “Peaches is trying to convince my girl to let her keep fucking me.”
He sighed real deep. “She has no idea how much I love her.”
“You still haven’t proposed? You’ve been carrying around that ring forever.”
“I’m waiting for the right moment.”
“I think your girlfriend is gonna make me fuck her again. I hope you find your moment soon.”
“Shit. Maybe I’ll just throw the damn ring away.”
The girls suddenly got up and we turned, expecting them to be clawing each other. Damn it! Instead, they waved us over and we followed them out of the bar and across the parking lot to our motel room.
“If Peaches can convince my girl to let her keep fucking me,” I told him, “then she’s gonna be one hell of a lawyer.”
In the room, the girls ordered us to undress. For a moment they looked like they were gonna grab our clothes and run out laughing. But no. Instead the girls kissed.
“Where’s my camera phone?” I wailed, searching frantically through my blue jeans.
No one said anything, so I walked around them, taking pictures and video. They sure took their time undressing each other. His big tall blond with my little skinny Latina — wow! They moved to the bed and did a mini-69, sucking each other’s tits.