I met Julie in a Literary club, I was a senior she was a sophomore. My friend Robert was president, wrote interesting poetry, and in the suburban country world, had been other places as had I. Julie and most others were in for extra credit. To begin, I had little interest in the girls. Julie became more interesting as I got to know her. Self conscience because of her height, swearing to show false bravado, insecurely flirting and smoking. I knew her older brother as a druggy and Julie loved to smoke pot.
I worked full time after school and she showed up at the gas station almost everyday as soon as she got her drivers license.
I had a girlfriend out of state, and was always looking for something extra to tap, and Julie acted like she wanted my attention. On my night off she became one of a small group, pot, wine or beer, and a movie or music. I had the best pot around, I went to the city four hours each way at least once a month to pick it up. Julie's brother sold crap from a classmate named Butch. I didn't sell, I gave it away or got enough to by at my price which really pissed off Butch.
Julie wanted to flirt. I kept pushing, kissing, touching, gradually, after a couple of months, fingering, and oral sex on my part. One night at a drive in, I know I would have been in if Robert hadn't been in the front seat with a girl.
The prom was coming up, I knew I was going in. I had to work until 10:00 PM. I bought a couple bottles of Lambrusco, rolled a bunch of joints and told Julie I would meet her about 11:00 PM after I closed.
Bruce, a guy I worked with, told me to leave early. He would stay late to close. I got changed, drove to school and parked in the far end of the lot. I was walking thru the lot and heard something. Butch's car was rocking as I approached, Julie was in the back seat, one leg up on the shelf, the other foot on the rear window. Butch pushing hard in between. I watched, pissed because it was Butch, discussed for not doing something to stop them. I went and sat down, out of site in the dark. What seemed like forever lasted a half hour, and another half hour after that I walked into the prom. Outside I decided I would talk to Julie, I wanted to know why she screwed Butch.
I found her acting like nothing had happened. We went outside where I confronted her.
She told me she got drunk, and a bunch of other excuses. I sent her back in to lure Butch out. A got the jump on him, kicked his ass, but did not feel any better. Julie had even given him some of my pot. She and I left, finding a secluded spot, I stripped her, and went directly in. Butch used protection, I didn't. We talked for hours.
From then on I called the shots, sex when I wanted and how I wanted it. Julie wore jeans less often. Brought me dinner at work, she was at my beck and call. I had sex with her when ever we were together, regardless of someone else in the room or the car. I had Julie show up on days without panties on in her mothers car. I sent Bruce out to wash the windows. Exhibitionism became part of foreplay. Julie wasn't well endowed, but exposure harden her nipples, combined with shear tops, the public did notice. Sex in movie theaters, parks, and other public places enhanced my experience.
One night at the drive in, I left her naked in the back seat, got out and had my cousin, then Robert get in the back with her for oral sex. I was getting off on control.
When graduation arrived, there was a big party at a state park in town. I had quit my job. We arrived with every one else. I had her fuck five guys that night.
Within a week I left town. Julie left a lifelong interest, in sex and control. The stimulation caused by the relationship, more erotic then the individual acts.
FUCK MY WIFE!
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