Who Is Charlie Green Ch 08

After his adventure with Jenna Slater and Lena Piper, (and for the next ten days into the end of November,) not much happened in Charlie's sex life. The problem was not in finding someone to do it with, the problem was where to do it! Normally, Charlie's house was available on Saturdays, but his dad scheduled an electrician friend of his to come do a "side job" and rewire the garage. As bad luck would have it, that was going to take the next two Saturdays. Everyone else's parents were also "always around." Going to a hotel was out of the financial question; which only left one other place, someone's car! Nope, also out of the question as temperatures were consistently cold, as in the 20's and low 30's.

This situation created something different for Charlie. Since his first encounter with Carrie McMaster almost two months ago, he had not gone without sex for a whole week, much less two. Five days after the threesome, horny was becoming a real distraction. He masturbated once but that was his "old way of doing things," and he certainly wasn't going back to that on a regular basis.

Upon awakening on Saturday morning he was lying in bed looking up at the ceiling when the thought of finding his own place crossed his mind again. Yes, he could discuss this with his parents; but he knew what his dad would say, "Son, if you're going to strike out on your own, you'll be ON your own!" which meant getting a job. A conversation about this would go much easier if he already had one! He got up, went to the bathroom, and then sat down at his computer. One simple entry, "Tech Jobs With No Experience" immediately brought up a site called "Zip Recruiters." After reading through the details he decided this was the way to go right now.

He spent the next two hours designing his first resume using a free online template. There wasn't anything on it in terms of experience; but the one thing that looked really good was that he was at the top of his senior class in science and technology classes. The second good-looking thing was that because of his position, he would only be taking limited high school classes second semester. His parents were expecting him to enroll in junior college to fill in the gaps, but if a good entry level job presented itself, they'd be amenable to it. Three hours later he crossed his fingers and hit the "Submit" button on the website.

Before his first period class on Monday he turned a corner in the hall and ran into Carrie and Jenna. "Hey you two!" he said. "How's it been not going to practice for a whole week?"

"Weird," Carrie replied. "But we were just discussing the basketball situation. Did you hear about the accident on Friday?"

"No, what happened?"

"Cindy Margolis broke her arm pretty bad; she had surgery on Saturday."

Charlie looked at Jenna, "Dang, how did she do that?"

Jenna said, "She's a flyer and they dropped her!"

"Holy Shit!"

"Yeah, so Tricia VanCourt is gonna fly, but they need someone to fill in Tricia's old spot."

"Won't they just bring up a J.V. girl?"

Carrie shrugged, "Maybe, the basketball cheer coach Sullivan was discussing this with our coach Lancaster. She wanted to know if any of the football girls would be interested in taking a spot."

"THAT'S interesting! Are you two thinking about volunteering?"

"This is what we were discussing when you walked up. We're thinking about it...sorta."

"Why the hesitation?"

"Mostly the time commitment," said Jenna. "If we were juniors, we'd probably do it. Right now we have a lot of other interests to consider."

From the way the two girls were looking at him, it was clear what at least ONE of those interests was. "Yeah, those 'other' interests can for sure get in the way sometimes, right?"

Both girls giggled, "Yeah, they can," said Carrie. "I'm thinking one of those interesting thoughts right now! We didn't get to talk about your 'interesting' day last Sunday!"

Charlie grinned and said to Jenna, "How much did you tell her?"

"Only all of it!" All three of them laughed. Jenna added, "Wanna hear something else interesting, Charlie?"

"Sure."

"Lena's coming over to my house this coming Saturday night for a sleepover!"

He shot a glance at their blond friend, "No kidding! Look what you've done, Carrie!"

"Me? What did I do?"

"You corrupted your best friend!" They all laughed again!

Jenna said, "It's been pretty quiet for the last week; anything interesting going on?"

"I would have a plan, but somehow my parents keep getting in the way! What about you, Carrie?"

She hesitated for a second, "Well, I went out with Rickie Sanchez again last Friday."

"Oh my God, good for you! Where's that going?"

"I guess we'll find out. Here's one thing though, we made out for the first time; THAT was fun!" Just then the bell rang and the conversation had to end. It was only Carrie's second date with Rickie; Charlie didn't want to get too nosy.

At lunch that day he sat down at their usual table; Krista and Donna got there next which wasn't usual. Donna said, "Where are Julie and Mark?"

"Maybe they're in one of the theater changing rooms!" Krista teased.

Charlie chuckled, "Sounds like fun, but since the rehearsals have started, those rooms aren't available."

Krista's eyes bored into his, "Speaking of 'availability,' how 'available' are you?"

He grinned back at her, then turned to Donna, "I'm always open for suggestions!" Donna smiled shyly and was about to say something when Mark and Julie showed up. "Well, THERE you are! What were you guys doing?"

"We had to quick throw some stuff into my car," said Jules.

"How was your weekend?" Donna asked.

Julie said, "Last night we went out for a celebration dinner with my parents; it was their 24th anniversary."

"And Mark went also?"

"Yeah," Julie giggled, "somehow or other they think he's pretty okay!"

"I'm radically charming," Mark added; the whole table smirked.

All of a sudden Julie had an idea, "Hey, how about this Sunday the three of you come over to my house. We could just hang out and order pizza and watch movies or something?"

"Now that sounds good!" Charlie replied, "What about it, girls?"

"Yeah let's," said Krista. "What time are you thinking?"

"Why not come around 4:00? We can order the food and get everything set up. What kind of movies do we wanna watch?"

"Do you have Netflix?"

"Yep."

"Okay then we have a plan!"

As he walked out to the parking lot after school, Charlie saw Renee Bridges six cars over searching through her purse (ostensibly for her keys.) For a second he thought about ignoring her because she hadn't noticed him yet. "But that wouldn't be polite," he thought. Out loud he said, "I wonder if we can talk without one of us bringing up THE subject?" He reasoned that testing and teasing her regarding that thought might be entertaining, so he went right up to her, "Hello Renee! Can't find your keys?"

"Oh Charlie! Hi...yes, I know they're in here somewhere!"

"My mother has the same issue; she usually finds them on the third search!"

Renee grinned, "THIS IS my third search!",

"Then you should be finding them any second!"

"THERE they are!" and the M.I.L.F. held them up and jingled them. "How did YOU know that?"

"It's a 'Sixth Sense,' some kids talk to dead people; I have a thing with women in distress!"

"You do, do you?"

He decided to fib a little, "Yes, like last week during Mark's birthday party, out of the whole group I had to pick out the one guy and one girl who had never been kissed. Nailed that one!"

"Sounds like an interesting party game!"

"It was either that or 'Spin-the-Bottle.'"

"Really? I would have thought 'Spin-the-Bottle' was more a junior high game!"

Charlie chuckled, "It is, I'm kidding!"

"Oh!" Renee smiled. "I LOVED that game; I had MY first kiss playing it!"

"Truthfully, I've never played it. None of my friends have either."

Renee looked at him for a long ten seconds. "Charlie, I do have to confess something."

"Are you cheating on me?"

She laughed, "No, it's something else."

"Sure, go ahead." Renee looked around. "If you're looking for Donna, she'll be at least ten more minutes."

"How do you know that?"

"I saw her talking to Mr. Parker, the physics teacher; he's long-winded."

"Okay then, well...the other day I was talking to a friend of mine. You don't know her; her name is Amani Wilkens. She's a forty-eight year-old, divorced mom living in Rochester with her two teenage girls."

"Uh-oh, I have a sixth sense as to where this is going!"

"No you don't."

"Yeah, I do. You told her about me, right?"

Renee smiled, "Not in any great detail. I just told her that you were eighteen and that I'd had an awesome time with you!"

"Oh my God, Renee," Charlie said with a grin of his own, "How many women have you been speaking to like this?"

"Just her," Renee admitted, "She's a client, and we have occasional business lunches. Anyway, somehow the other day it got personal. She's way overworked and hasn't had a date in over a year."

"Hasn't she heard of 'dating apps?'"

The brunette M.I.L.F. shook her head. "It's a rather new business she's involved in, plus her girls are young teenagers. She'd like to have some fun without any entanglements." Charlie stood there looking at her. "Charlie, I didn't tell her I would speak to you for her. I just told her of our fun!"

"Ohhhh, so then why are you telling me this?"

Renee smiled, "Well...I COULD tell her; if you were interested."

Charlie burst out laughing, "Renee, Renee...you're not just a horny mom; you're a devious one!"

She laughed with him. "I have an ulterior motive."

"I'm sure you do!"

"But I'm not allowed to say it!"

He laughed some more, "Tell me one thing; if I was interested in meeting her for some fun, where might that be?"

"She works from home in her basement office, and her kids are in school all day. They also go stay with their father every other weekend."

He thought for a second, "Know what, Renee?"

"What?"

"Two things, number one," Charlie hesitated. Renee's eyes widened as if she was anticipating. "MAYBE I wouldn't mind seeing YOU again if the time and place was right."

"I would really like that! Number two?"

"Go ahead and tell this Amani I wouldn't mind meeting her. Want to know why?"

"Of course; tell me!"

"I might want to find out what a forty-eight year-old divorcee is capable of!"

Tuesday and Wednesday were uneventful except for the email he got from Zip Recruiters. There were four tech jobs in the area that were worth looking into, but he immediately scratched one of them off his list. Why? It was at the same company where his parents worked! He reasoned that "striking out on your own" did not include nepotism. He created a folder which he labeled "Zips" and set up a schedule to contact the noted companies.

For Charlie, this new lifestyle of fucking multiple women had an unforeseen consequence; he was waking up horny most every day! And every day that went by without pussy, the horny-ness got exponentially worse! Thursday morning he woke up thinking about Renee Bridges' suggestion that he fuck a complete stranger named Amani Wilkens! That seemed outlandish to his rational mind, but not to his irrational dick! Then again, having sex with a mother AND her daughter was pretty outlandish in its own right. And wouldn't you just know it, on Thursday that week life took another left turn into a whole new episode of "The Sexual Twilight Zone!" During his sixth period study hall, Charlie was sitting in the library working on his world history term paper.

"Hello Charlie!" someone said in a low voice.

He looked up, "Oh, Hi Viv!" Vivian Morales was one of his senior classmates; she was also one of the three teacher assistants in the library. To look at her one would have thought she was a card-carrying member of their nerd clique; her black hair and dark brown eyes were her best features, but her face was average at best (like Charlie's) and her body wouldn't turn any heads. She was rail thin and flat-chested and her clothes did her no favors. She was first chair flute in the band, and she chose that clique to hang with.

Viv sat down across from him, "I've been meaning to talk to you since Monday, but we don't share any classes."

Charlie took a quick look around, the library was empty. Vivian chose this moment to approach him and that could only mean one thing; someone had loose lips. "You have? What can I do for you?"

"My curiosity got the best of me."

"It did? How so?"

"Really Charlie, it's none of my business, and if you don't want to tell me, I'll understand completely."

He cocked his head, "Okay, now you have MY curiosity aroused. What is this about?"

"Yes, well...on Monday afternoon I was reshelving some books," Viv turned and pointed, "way in the back over there, and Jenna Slater and Lena Piper came back there one row over from me. Do you know them?"

"Of course; I'm a manager on the football team and they're football cheerleaders."

Vivian nodded, "Right...well, I could see them between the books on the shelf, but they didn't notice me. I wouldn't have given it a second thought, except all of a sudden I saw Jenna give Lena a kiss."

"Wow, okay...I guess it must have been more than a friendly kiss then."

"Yeah, a LOT more."

Charlie reached over and touched Vivian's hand, "Ya know, Viv, if I were you, I wouldn't spread that around. If those two are an item, they'll come out in their own good time!"

"Oh, I totally agree, but in my opinion they should have been a little more discreet."

"No argument there; but okay, you're telling me this; there must be something else?"

Viv lowered her voice even more, "They only spoke for a minute, but what I heard was Jenna saying she was so glad you invited Lena to the rendezvous; and Lena hugged her and they kissed again."

Charlie smiled, "So okay, is there a question here?"

Her eyes narrowed slightly as if she were assessing the situation, "Uh, apparently you don't know that in girl-talk here, 'rendezvous' is code for sex."

Charlie chuckled, "It is? That's news to me!"

Vivian grinned, "Oh well...I'm glad I could educate you."

"I still don't hear a question, Viv."

She sat back and folded her arms across her chest; she only said, "Charlie!"

He chuckled again at her posturing, "Okay, Okay...you want to know if I had sex with these two beautiful cheerleaders."

"Yes, I'm having trouble making this compute in my head."

Charlie's eyes were sparkling with humor, "Yeah, now we're back to square one, which was maybe this is not something you want to involve yourself in."

"I know! I keep telling myself that, but I'm dying to understand or maybe confirm this; and just so you know, I swear I won't breathe a word of this conversation to anyone!"

Charlie looked at her. He could of course deny it; but she obviously was too smart for that. He could say that it was true, but not give any details. OR...he could tell her the truth. The naughty part of him wanted to see her reaction, so he said, "Yeah, it's true. We had a threesome."

She didn't disappoint him; the look on her face was priceless! "Oh my God!"

He chuckled some more! "Okay, curiosity satisfied?"

Vivian giggled, "Are you kidding, can we play 20 questions?"

"No."

"How many can I have?"

"I'll give you two. Choose carefully" And he stared her right in the eyes!

"Thank you! Why would two of the most beautiful girls in the school sleep with you?"

"My good looks?" Vivian grinned at him. "Okay seriously, it's because I'm really good at sex. One more question."

She leaned forward in her chair and put her chin in her hands. Charlie thought she actually looked cute sitting there thinking about what to ask. Finally she said, "You know Charlie, I think I have a part of this figured out. The only way two girls like Jenna and Lena would have sex with you, is if one of their friends recommended it. And since there's been this undercurrent going through the whole senior class about you and Carrie McMaster, I'm guessing she's the one who did the recommending."

Charlie's mouth opened in surprise. It took him a few seconds to formulate a response. "God...Viv! You are a fuckin' smart little thing, aren't you!" She broke out into a huge grin! "But remember, you swore!"

"Yes, and I still have one more question."

"Okay, be quick though, it looks like the bell's gonna ring."

"There are only two possibilities that I can think of here."

He chuckled at how much fun he was having, "Which are?"

"One is you won some type of bet and the payout was she had to sleep with you."

Right then the bell rang, "We gotta go, Viv; you have this figured out yet?"

"Yeah, from your reaction, it wasn't a bet."

"No, it wasn't"

"Then it must have been door number two." When he didn't react, she continued, "Right, okay; here's my second question! What convinced her?"

Charlie was surprised; somehow or other this little minx had maneuvered him into a corner. "Uh, I give up." He stood and walked around the table; Vivian stood up as well and he whispered in her ear, "I have the biggest cock in the school!"

Vivian virtually leaped backward and shoved Charlie's shoulder; "Fucking no way!"

"I have to go, Viv, remember...YOU SWORE!"

The next day when Charlie arrived in his 4th period classroom, the desk on Carrie's left was unoccupied. "Wow, look at this!" he said to Carrie, "Can I sit here?"

"Of course, why don't you ask me if I saved it for you?"

"Did you?"

"No."

Charlie chuckled, "I see, so fate kept it open for me, gotcha!"

She giggled, "Sit your butt down, nerd boy!" When he did so, Carrie said, "So, it's been a while!"

"Yeah, we've been busy, right?"

"For sure!"

"Did you and Jenna decide on the basketball cheerleading thing?"

Carrie turned in her seat to face him, and she made a motion at Holly behind them, "Yeah, we're not going to do it; Coach asked around and Holly volunteered.

Charlie looked at Holly, "Good for you, Holly! Congrats!"

"Thank you! I'm a good little soldier!"

"Yeah, we're gonna let you carry the school spirit torch one of these days!"

Carrie leaned over to him and lowered her voice, "Would you be looking for a playmate one of these days?"

"Always! But there have been real problems with locations; like my house is being remodeled."

"Would you want to do the car again?"

Charlie grinned, "I wouldn't mind, but we might freeze our asses off!" When Carrie looked thoughtful, Charlie leaned over farther and said softly, "And anyway, what's with Rickie?"

"I told him I didn't want to be exclusive."

"Ohhh, I see!"

She giggled, "Kinda like you, you're not exclusive either!"

Mr. Carpenter called the class to order, "Let's talk later, okay?"

Carrie said "Call me tomorrow sometime."

At the end of the day Charlie went to his locker, and there was a piece of paper scotch-taped to the door. It was a note from Vivian, "Charlie, can you come by the library after school for a minute? - Viv!"

Charlie was no rocket scientist (yet) and it didn't take more than a nano-second to figure out why she wanted to see him. Still, it would only be polite to honor her request, so he picked up his bag and headed for this new launching pad.

She was waiting for him just outside the door. "Hi Charlie, thanks for coming."

"Sure Viv, I'm glad I saw your note. I don't always go to my locker after school."

"I'm glad too! I was hoping you would be kind enough to walk me to my car?"

"Absolutely; do you need to stop at your locker?""

"No, I have everything right here." She hesitated for a moment, "Are you wondering what I wanted to talk about?"

Charlie gave her an encouraging smile, "Nope, not wondering at all." They started walking down the hall. "You want to have an encounter of some sort with me."