The First Timer, part 2
I glanced over, and both girls had turned and were looking at me.
"No no," I said. "Get in the truck bitch. That was funny." I hesitated. "Although obviously you are a smart girl," I said to the one closest to me.
"How's that?" she asked.
"If you're interested in checking out bondage sex it sounds like your boyfriend isn't going to be much help," I replied. "You need someone who's patient, and interested in attending to your needs before he attends to his own."
"You some kind of expert, then?" she asked.
"I've been around the block a few times," I replied. "Probably know more than your boyfriend."
The further girl leaned over and said, "She calls him Ten Minute Ricky." with a chuckle.
The closer girl leaned close, and said conspiratorially, "Sometimes I don't even cum".
"Wow," I said. "That that is something I could definitely help you with."
The further girl poked the other in the shoulder. "How about it? Give him a shot?"
"Are you joking?" the first girl said. "Fuck a complete stranger?"
"You always complain that nothing ever happens in this one-horse town," the other girl replied. "Here's your chance to make something happen."
"What if he's some kind of creep or predator," she said. "I don't trust him."
I sat back, and drained my glass. "Bring your friend along," I suggested. She can sit in the room while we do what we're there to do."
"Come on," said the other girl. "I'll stay with you."
The first girl turned toward me and looked me up and down for a while. She tilted her head to one side, pondering the possibilities.
"What the hell," she said, "Let's do it."
