Author's notes: This is a continuation of Part 1. I appreciate all of the comments and positive remarks. I'm new into writing and I hope you like the story. This particular series has some truth to it based on my experiences as a younger man. Enjoy.
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The day went by slowly. I was confused about my feelings. I really loved Pam and enjoyed spending time with her. I really felt like our relationship could go somewhere.
However Pam really held me back stating she wanted to take it slow. In fact she had never given me a blow job and I had never gotten into her pants. I respected her and her wishes.
But now everything had changed. She went to the Senior's only Spring Formal with Paul. He had been a friend of mine for years and I thought we were close. However once I started showing interest in Pam he had swooped in and tried to take her for himself.
I thought she had chosen me, but her revelation this morning that they had gotten a room together last night at the hotel hosting the Spring Formal told me otherwise. On top of that, several of my friends sent me photos showing them kissing and making out on the dance floor. Most of the texts also had "I'm sorry." or "I guess you guys aren't going out anymore, I was rooting for you." attached to the photos.
I was completely wrecked during the day. But the worst part was the fact that when she told me what happened, I got completely hard and came in my boxers. Then as she asked if this really turned me on and rubbed a finger over my shaft, I was immediately hard again.
I told her I loved her and she asked me if I really wanted the details. I'm not sure why I said yes, but it made her smile and happy. I love to see her happy.
So now it was 6:00 at night and I was dressed nice to pick her up. I say nice, I was in jeans and a polo shirt, but I had taken a long hot shower, shaved and even cleaned up my car to impress her.
I knocked on her door and her mother answered. She looked a little surprised I was there, but invited me in. Her father was sitting at the kitchen table reading and acknowledged me without ever putting down the paper. I told them both I was picking up Pam and her father mumbled, "Huh, I figured Paul would be picking her up." He had a little smile on his face.
Just then Pam entered the room hearing what her father said and just hit him on the shoulder "Dad, be nice." She came over and gave me a hug.
Pam looked amazing. She was wearing a blue jean skirt and a white top with small straps. It hugged her body and made her B cup breasts look amazing. The skirt really accented her legs. She sat down and put on her tennis shoes.
"Steve and I are going to dinner but I'll be back not too late." She told her parents. She hugged her mom and gave her dad a kiss on his head and then I held the door while she brushed by me going outside. I held her car door open and she slid in, careful to make sure that even though she was wearing a skirt, she kept herself fully covered.
When I got in she looked at me with a smile on her face. "I'm so glad we are going out. I'm so glad you aren't mad at me."
"Well, I really like you and wanted to talk about last night and where we go from here."
"Okay, so where are you taking me?" She asked still not breaking eye contact.
"I thought we could go to the Pizza place and get a booth. That way we could talk and not be disturbed."
"That's a great idea" she said and reached over and kissed my cheek. I blushed and just put the car in reverse and backed out of the driveway.
The ride to the restaurant was mainly Pam playing with the radio trying to find something to listen to. When we got there I parked, came around and opened her door. Like before she slid a hand between her legs to stay fully covered as she got out. I shut her door and we walked hand in hand to the restaurant. Once there I opened the door for her. "Such a gentleman." She said with a giggle and a wink.
Once we sat down and got our drinks and ordered, there was a little awkward silence. There wasn't anyone sitting around us so Pam felt she could speak freely. She reached over and grabbed my hand. "So do you really want to hear the details?" She said looking into my eyes.
I slowly swallowed and just nodded.
"Well, like I told you. I love you. You are kind, considerate and put my needs first. Paul is different. It's like he is so assertive and just talking to him, you really want to give him what he wants. His presence is so overwhelming, it's just like I can't say no to him. Plus he is really big down there and also knows how to use it."
I almost spit water out of my mouth and coughed a little. I took another sip to stop couching and Pam just giggled. "I didn't mean to make you choke" she said.
"But it's the truth. He just had a way about him where you feel like you are there to please him."
"Why not be like that with me?"
She stirred her drink and then started again. "Well do you remember when we first started dating and I told you I wanted to take it slow? What did you do, you immediately stopped pushing and waited on me to make moves."
She finally looked up at me. "Paul isn't like that. The first time we went out, he moved into kiss me and I mentioned I wanted to take it slow and he smiled, said sure and then leaned in and still kissed me. It was electric. He knew what he wanted and just took it. No matter what I thought at first, a few seconds into kissing and I just melted into him."
I sat in silence and then finally asked. "I have to know, did you make out with him at the house party? When I came in the Kitchen and you two were coming in from outside. I heard a rumor you had were outside making out with him. Is that true?"
She kept stirring her drink and then looked back at me. "I'll tell you whatever you want to know and I promised I'll never lie to you, but you may not like the truth."
Pam then looked at me and said, "Do you really want to know?"