Red Fucking Light

Hmmm, I’m sure it’s obvious that I decided to throw caution to the wind and see what Waterboy has to add to my life, if anything another connection with a good human being, or as my girlfriend stated, somebody to keep in my back pocket. Wow, that makes me sound like I surround myself with some really shady people, haha! Nah, she just knows my sense of humour! When my weekend rolls through I find myself wanting his company, but he has his little for the night. What does that mean for me? I put the brakes on but only for a hot fucking second apparently. My 16 year old hormone enraged body goes colour blind and I can’t see the red light in front of my face. Remember this one lives with his parents but they are gone to the city for the evening. I find myself cracking jokes, insisting I need an exit plan, like a window, because I sure as fuck don’t want to bump into his parents looking all cheeky. At first he wants to meet for dinner with his little but I insist I come over after she’s down. That’s where his 14 year old hormones take over and he doesn’t think it through as to how weird it is to introduce his little to somebody in such an intimate scenario. Yes dinner is an intimate situation for me. Ok, sure she meets lots of people but I’m not lots of people, I’m so loveable that people quite easily attach to me. Haha, I’m such an egotistical asshole!

Ok, so I decide to go over after his little is in bed. When I arrive I feel slightly weird and it gets more amped once we go upstairs to his room. Holy fuck talk about intimate, their bedrooms might as well have connecting doors. As I sneak by his littles room I realize the door is open, shit this is getting real. Thank gawd kids basically go into commas when they sleep, or so we fucking hope. We crawl into his bed to watch a movie, that is not watched. I ask if he knows when his parents are due to arrive and he so bluntly states that for all he knows they could be on their way home now. What the fuck dude, why am I at your house, SHIT! Well sensible 34 year old mom is nowhere to be found and we are hot and heavy in no time. I keep pausing, trying to keep my boundaries but that 16 year old hormonal bitch takes over. As soon as we decide to go for it the house phone rings. Ya these guys legit still use a landline, haha! “Hey, sister can you fuck off with your questions already,!” I can barely hold the laughter in. Ok so we brush that off and try to discreetly go about our business but before we know it, we’re in our own world, forgetting about what lays beyond the closed door. I feel like the biggest douchebag even writing this, what an asshole. As we come to a close and get ourselves decent again the fucking house phone rings again. “Oh hey mom, ya you’re on your way home now?” Good gawd B get the fuck out of there already, and never do that again you selfish prick.

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