This is just a narrative of a nutty story. It is fiction, it is made up and it is not written to make you mad, angry or anything else. There is a reason it is in this category, it is HUMOR AND SATIRE. If you like the story, say so. If you don't like it, say so. I really don't want to read some stupid asinine remarks about how this could never happen, etc...
Just a Nutty Story
Many years ago when I was in High School I learned a few valuable lessons. The first being to respect adults and the second is to score when you could. This story is a short tale of scoring when I could.
My brother and three of his buddies were on the Varsity football team. Together there was pretty much no stopping them. During a football game two of them would make a hole in the defensive line of the opposing team, one of the others would run through it and make a touchdown. One of the guys made a mistake and got his girlfriend pregnant. While they both would be considered consisting adults at the time, they were over eighteen, but Billy Clyde was still a senior in high school and his girlfriend had graduated the year earlier. Her name is Sally Mae. We all called her Mae most of the time unless she did something to rattle everyone's cages and then her first and middle name sort of came out.
Billy and Mae wound up sleeping together after only about three months of dating and of course Mae became with child. Billy decided that after football season came to an end they would get married. He wanted to do the right thing. After all we did live in a small community and of course people talk. This group of guys and gals always seemed to give everyone something to talk about. I was included in that group. My name is John.
Most things went pretty smoothly for everyone except Billy. He really did not want to get married but he was going to make an effort in his marriage. Mae decided that for some reason, she was going to make Billy's life hell on earth after they married. Billy wanted to at least graduate so he was determined to finish school. He would go to school, get out of school and go to a part time job he found at one of the service stations in town. Billy was, after all, a good mechanic. Mae decided she wanted more money and more time with her Billy. Well we all know you cannot have the both, time or money, make up your mind.
Mae decided that after the baby was born she would also try to get work and be a mom too. This way Billy could work and be a daddy. It all looked good on paper. It's just that things on paper do not always work out that way. Mae found a job at a grocery store as a checkout girl earning minimum wage. Billy was also making minimum wage but together she thought they might be able to afford a few things. She just was not sure exactly what they could afford. At least they were living in her in-laws rent house so that was a no brainer as far as expenses go. They only had to pay for utilities and the gas for their car and truck and of course groceries. There was not much lot left over.
The baby was born healthy so there was no need for any immediate medical issues other than the normal money issues that come with having a baby. Mae landed the job at the grocery store and Billy was still doing his job as a mechanic. Everything was looking good, at least on paper.
The rural community they lived in had these weekend dances spread out over four of the local lake estates or river estates developments. Each of the estates would have a dance one weekend and they rotated so there was almost a pretty good crowd to attend. Of course the dances were free admission but you did have to buy their beer. You could not bring any yourself. The price was not really much more than if you bought singles at some stop-n-rob but still when you barely had enough money to pay your normal bills, well that could put a strain on your finances. What Mae did not know was that Billy was doing some side jobs to earn extra cash and would not tell Mae about it. So he had extra cash to spend at those dances and Mae just had what little she thought they could afford.
Eventually, as they say, the shit hit the fan when Billy would come home drunk. This only added fuel to the fire of the hell on earth she would put Billy through. She would light into him and literally berate the poor guy with both barrels of the proverbial shot gun. That only made Billy want to drink more which made Mae want to fire more rounds at him. She did eventually shoot the twelve gauge shot gun they had at Billy when he tried to get away. She did not hit Billy but peppered the back of the truck pretty good. She also shot out the back window of the truck.
Mae had been hearing stories about how Billy would wind up at one of those dances and get drunk and try to make out with some other girl there. I know I was a witness of many of his shenanigans. While I really did not care one way or the other what their marital status was, I did have at least a little concern for the baby. But I just figured that would be their problem and I really wanted nothing do with it.
One late autumn Friday night, I decided to go to one of the local beer joints which offered live or sometimes loud jukebox music just to check out what was going on. When I walked in the door I noticed a guy I knew from high school sitting at a table by himself so I joined him. We really did not get along in high school all that much but hey we were adults now and we could always let by-gones be by-gones. We were sitting there enjoying the music and watching as many of the ladies dancing when I noticed Mae and her husband's sister Mony walk through the door. I pointed them out to Bobby and we invited them to join us at our table. They did.
Just about the time Bobby and I were plying the girls with drinks, my brother and Billy Clyde walked in the door on the prowl themselves. OH SHIT, here comes the fight is exactly what went through my mind. It did not take either one of them long to notice that Bobby and I were setting with Mae and Mony and they made a bee-line over to our table. Billy told me he wanted to talk to me. So I got up preparing for a battle.
"Hey John" Billy said. "Here is fifty dollars. Take the money, get her drunk and have your way with her. I just want her out of my way for the night."
I told him "Billy you don't need to give me the money but I'll take it."
Bobby and I went to the little boy's room and I told him what the plan was. But I wanted Mae. He was fine with that because he wanted Mony. So when we get back out to the table, I ordered more drinks for everyone. Bobby and I were going to sip slowly so we would not get very looped but we did make sure that Mae and Mony's beer was never empty.
When it finally came time to leave, Bobby would drive Mony's car and I was going to drive my car and we would meet up about five miles from where the girls were living, in about three hours. Bobby left with Mony and I left with Mae. I did not find out until after I picked up Bobby what they did but I sure as hell know what I did.
I found a place for us to park out of the way behind some thick bushes in a large park so we would not be disturbed and the party began. Mae was an animal and up to pretty much anything I wanted to do. She also told me, but I already knew that her and Billy were splitting up and going to get divorced. Things happen.
Once I killed the motor we started making out. It was a good thing I had one of those small station wagons that were sold back in the mid 1970's. The back seat would lay down and there was about seven foot by about three and a half foot wide of room in the back of the car. There was just enough room for two people to get to some serious car sex if you wanted to. And we did, we wanted to. Well if you have been with me so far, stick around, it gets better... Well OK crazier.
Mae and I went parking. We also had our way with each other that night. While driving to the meeting up place with Bobby and Mony, I convinced Mae on the drive over to remove her bra and hang it on the rearview mirror. After she did that I also convinced her to remove her panties and hang them on the mirror too. Of course she had to remove first her blouse then her bra. When she put her blouse back on is when I asked her for her panties. She had to remove her jeans to accomplish that. While she was taking her panties off, I grabbed her jeans and started tying the legs into knots to make it harder for her to put them back on. But I also hid them from her between my seat and the driver's door. Naturally we could not find them and when we pulled up to where Bobby and Mony were at so she had to get out of the car without her jeans on. She was wearing only her boots and her blouse. At least the blouse was a long country western cut and it hid her private parts pretty good. I tossed the jeans on the hood of Mony's car and they finished rolling up the hood and stopped where the hood and windshield met. Mae was not happy.
She had to lean way over the hood to get her jeans. When she did Bobby got a bird's eye view of her butt. He and I had a good laugh about that on our way home. I could not really believe she called me the next day and asked if we could go out again this Saturday night. OH HELL YEAH! At first I thought it might be a set up of some sort but she told me to pick her up at her parent's house instead of her house. I agreed. When I arrived to her parent's home, I noticed she was wearing a wrap around blue jean skirt, a nice blouse and cowboy boots. I had known her parents for a few years now it being a relatively small community and all. I did tell her that before we would leave she would have to prove to me she did not have any panties on under the skirt. This embarrassed her a little but she went to the hallway behind the couch her parents were sitting on and pulled them off. She was behind them so at least they could not see her. Once she had shown me she indeed now had no panties on, she got her purse and we left.
I wanted to push the issue of her being somewhat daring while with me so I had her unbutton the button holding the wrap around skirt together and unwrap herself. She did! Now I was thinking with my little head instead of my big head. This was really our first date but still the second time we had been together. I wanted to push the issue a little more just to see how far she would go but just not tonight though. We dated just about every weekend. Sometimes we only went out Friday or Saturday and sometimes both nights. There was one weekend we decided to head over to one of the national monuments in the area for a little daytime fun.
While driving over there, I asked her to show me that she did not have any panties on again. She and I agreed after our first weekend together she could not wear panties when we were together. When she pulled up her dress she did have panties on.
