Become My Slut or Else
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Mandy was dressed in tight stretch jeans, fashionable trainers and a teeshirt that said ‘No’ on the front; she knocked on the door “Oh, Mr Woodruff? Is Woodrow in?” Woody’s father briefly stood transfixed, then invited her in and led her to the fashionable open plan kitchen where Woody and his mother were drinking coffee. Woody had just come down for a break; he had been up since 7am working on some massively complex quadratic equations for math. He looked bemused.
“Hi” said Mandy, carefully avoiding using his name, not sure if he was Woody or Woodrow at home “you haven’t forgotten you said you’d show me where the orchids are?”
He looked confused, then daylight! Orchid – as in a name for the female genitalia – “Ah yes, I had forgotten, sorry. Give me five minutes” He dashed upstairs, scared that while he was gone, Mandy would say something that made it obvious they weren’t looking for plants. Ten minutes later he was down in jeans and lumberjack shirt, his dad looked and mouthed ‘really?’. His son was no natty dresser. Mandy and his mother were sharing beauty tips and drinking coffee. He waited patiently and finished his drink; then they left.
“Tony”
“Yes dear?”
“Put your tongue back in. She’s your son’s girlfriend”
“How? Why?”
“Who knows? And I know she’s got a lovely bottom. But if you don’t stop ogling it as it wiggles down the street with our son, I may find it unnecessary to suggest we go upstairs”
Like a dog trained to salivate at the sound of a bell, the word ‘upstairs’ made him turn away from the window immediately and chase her upstairs. Both wondered briefly if Woody was getting sex from this fantastic looking girl who had just turned up. His mother hoped so; his father, still stuck in the ‘he’s an asexual nerd’ groove, assumed ‘no, not likely’. Then they both put their son out of their heads and concentrated on their own erotic pleasure.
“So, where are we going?”
“I thought Woody might like to go to the woods to show off his wood”
“Oh ha ha. Oh, I see, the woods! Lots of private places?”
“You catch on eventually.”
They walked on and then caught the bus out of town to Shankhill Park. The park starts well manicured, but cutbacks have meant the arboretum has been left to its own devices now. Between the planted trees, self-seeded trees and bushes have created secret arbors for just the kind of visitors who were arriving. It was largely unfrequented because it was out of town. Perfect in fact.
In a grass dell, well shielded from view, Mandy shimmied out of her skin tight jeans. Woody made to pull down her underwear but she said “No, first we talk. “ he already had a hand up her shirt “Okay, first you pull up my shirt and suck my tits.
Enough! Now we talk
I’m the last of the first prizes, you know that. Next come your friends. Yes, yes, I know they are willing ... keen even. Well remember they are likely to be like you were before our first go”
He looked blank
“Do I have to spell it out? Virgins, they are likely to be virgins!” A smile spread across his face “Yeah I know, every boy’s dream. But remember, I was nice to you!”
“So you’re telling me to be nice to them. Of course!”
“I’m telling you, you have a responsibility to make sure their first time is nice. Something to remember, not something unpleasant and uncomfortable. I made sure you really enjoyed it yes?”
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