"What do you mean I owe you?" I heard him say. Charles and I had stopped off at the back entrance to a club that a friend of his worked at when he ran into Jerome, his dealer.
I crouched down in the front seat of his car to keep hidden. I was scared of Jerome, I had heard terrible things about him from girlfriends of mine in school. Jerome always had a woman on his arm, but it usually was one of his "ho's" as he called them. They were usually a girl who owed him a bunch of money and he in turned pimped them out to his buddies or clients to get back his money.
I stayed quiet and listened closely to Charles and Jerome heated conversation. "Look man--" it was Jerome, "if you ain't got my money, it a'right. But understand...." I looked in the side mirror and could see Jerome in Charles face, their chests almost touching, "if I hear you are buying from someone else and not paying me back my money, I'll get ya, you lil' punk!" Charles nodded and instead of going into the back of the club, he got back into the car with me.
"What the hell was all that about?!" my voice was sharp but low. "What the fuck is going on, Charles?"
"Shut up," was all he said. I had half a mind to get out of the car but figured it was better to stay in the car with a boyfriend who's being rude and disprespectful than be on the street with someone like Jerome. Ever since I turned 18, I've become more scared of people like him around town. When you are under age, they leave you alone. The second you turn 18, you are a big red dot on their radar.
Charles pulled the car away from the building and kept an eye on the rear view mirror as we drove away from Jerome. "Shit..." he said under his breath. "Shit....."
The next few days, Charles and I didn't get a chance to talk much. I was getting ready for graduation from high school and Charles was trying to get a pay advance or borrow money from people to take care of Jerome.
A day before my graduation, I got a call from Charles. "I'll be right there baby to pick you up. I want to take you out and celebrate." I laughed and told him I'd be ready in ten minutes. Soon after a quick shower and throwing on some clothes, I heard him honk from outside. I opened my blinds and waved down to him and quickly put on some shoes. I ran down the stairs and out to his car, giving him a quick kiss on the cheek as I buckled up. We drove off and chatted about different things. I kept clear of the subject of Jerome to keep the mood happy and we soon pulled into the driveway of his house.
Charles was lucky, he was house sitting for his parents for a year while the backpacked through Europe. You'd think that with parents as rich as Charles' he'd have money as well, but that wasn't the case. Charles was bad with money, especially when he was buying weed left and right from people like Jerome.
We got into the house and settled onto the couch in the living room. We'd never had sex together, Charles had been sweet through our year relationship to keep my virginity intact, although I've sucked his cock a lot and he licked my pussy for the first time at Christmas. My birthday I let him slip his fingers into my pussy but he got eager and I was afraid I was leading him and asked him to stop before it got too hot and heavy. Charles was sweet and stopped with out begging for more. We instead finished by making out and I let him suck on my nipples.
Charles turned on the TV and pressed play on the remote and a movie started. We sat on the couch and made out for some time, his hands got under my top and soon found their way down my pants. His pants were loud in my ear and I didn't hear the footsteps until they stopped at the couch. I pulled away and gasped when I saw Jerome standing there in the living room, a big smile on his face. I let out a scream when he lurched forward towards me.
I expected for Charles to shield me or try to protect me, instead, he got up from the couch and sat on the recliner on the other side of the coffee table and watched as Jerome climbed on top of me. Jerome sneared, "I hope she's nice and wet for me, Chuck." Jerome smiled down at me and I began to cry.
"As long as you stick to the deal, you can do what you want man." Charles smiled at him. "You bring the weed?" I couldn't believe it! Charles had made some deal with Jerome to erase his debt with him, and to get weed too! I cried and tried to push Jerome away but he had his pants unzipped and was pulling his cock out from between the teeth of the zipper. I sat motionless as his cock came out in a big length. I couldn't believe he could keep such a massive cock inside his pants.
I stared at it, the viens running down the sides popped out and his head was the perfect shape of a mushroom top with a small hole at the tip. He rubbed up and down his shaft and kept grinning at me. "You ready to get my cock good and wet for ya, baby?" he asked.
