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Chapter 48
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Author: Thinking Horndog
Title: Second Best
Part: 048
Universe: Second Best
Summary: A full-length novel that follows several young couples and their
families through the period immediately preceding their Senior Prom.
Keywords: nosex
Keywords for full story: F-solo, Ff-inc, M+F Ffm MF mf oral anal bd D/s Mg-
inc Fm-inc mm mmf rom MF-reluc
Chapter 48
Paying the Piper
3 a.m. is 3 a.m., however, and the return home didn't live up to the
date for some people - Jackie for instance. Terry took her home, and they
were kissing rather passionately on the porch when the lights came on and
the door flew open. Jennifer stood there in her robe, glaring. "Get in
here, you two! What have you got to say for yourselves! WHERE HAVE YOU
BEEN?"
"Where I said I was, Mama! We went to the late movie, then dinner,
then we went to Mandi's house! If you don't believe me, then call them!"
Jackie's back fur was up. Terry began to look worried; in these
confrontations, good sense sometimes went by the boards.
"I WILL, I assure you! Do you realize that it's almost 3:30 in the
morning?!" Jennifer got right up in Jackie's face.
Terry thought maybe he should draw some fire. ""I'm sorry. We were
all dancing and having a lot of fun - and time slipped away."
Jennifer whirled on him. "Is that all that slipped away?" She
sniffed. "What's that smell?" Terry had a familiar smell about him. She
turned and sniffed Jackie, who held her breath - but it didn't help. Jackie
smelled different, but it was still naggingly familiar. Terry smelled
like... Jackie's laundry? Oh. OH! Terry smelled very intimately of Jackie!
And the other smell was..."You two REEK of sex!" Jennifer screeched.
The couple flinched, as one. Terry kept his mouth shut. Jackie said,
"Relax, Mama - we were just doing some heavy petting!"
"Then how come HE smells like he stuck his face in your crotch - and
YOU smell like sperm!" Jennifer was livid! "Did you screw him?" she
screeched.
"N-no..." Jackie stammered.
"But you lived down to your reputation, didn't you? WELL? DIDN'T
YOU?!!"
"FUCK MY REPUTATION!!!" Jackie screeched back. "I LOVE TERRY!!"
Jennifer sneered, "What do you know about love? What does he?"
Jackie sneered back, "I know if I hide in a closet for the rest of my
life, I'll have to live without it!"
Jennifer looked stricken, then rounded on the male intruder, "What
about you? Now that you've sampled my daughter's wares, isn't it time for
you to move on?"
Terry went deadly calm. "No, I don't think so. I figure I'll be
around as long as Jackie wants me. I know that you had a bad experience. I
know that Jackie's the result. But boys aren't inherently evil. Jackie and
I expressed our love for one another, in one of several possible ways. No
one was hurt - until we got here!"
"Get out!" Jennifer screeched. Whirling, she confronted Jackie. "And
YOU, Young Lady, are grounded! And I'm calling HIS parents and Mrs.
Giannelli in the morning!"
Jackie looked calmly at Terry. "I guess we'll have to stay here
tonight. Bring a movie? About six?"
"OOOOOO!!!!!" Jennifer turned and stomped off, banging her bedroom
door behind her.
Jackie held Terry's eyes. "I mean it. I'll see you tonight."
"Okay." Terry stepped forward, kissed Jackie quickly, and hit the
door.
Terry had a poor time on his return home, too. Ellen was snoozing in
a chair when he let himself in. Having learned his lesson, he went to the
bathroom and washed his face before awakening his mother. "Mom?" he asked,
shaking her shoulder, "Why are you up?"
Ellen was understandably cranky. "Where have you been, young man?!
Look at the time!"
Terry rolled his eyes. "I've been through all this at Jackie's, Mom.
It's late - but we were all safe at Giannelli's. We just had so much fun
that the time flew by!"
Ellen looked at her son suspiciously, "What were you doing that was so
distracting?"
"One of the girls was giving us dance lessons so we wouldn't look like
dorks at the Prom. We were practicing, and listening to the music."
"And?" More suspicion.
"And what?"
"Exactly. And what else? I was your age once, you know - and I've
experienced boys from the front lines!"
"Well, if you know all about it, why are you asking me? It was a
clean party - no drugs, no booze. Mrs. Giannelli was there, and so was Mr.
McCormick, later. Bobby's car croaked, and Mr. McCormick came to get it -
and just stayed." Terry was carefully editing his account for the stuff
that would ease his mother's mind - leaving out the fact that Mr. McCormick
and Mrs. Giannelli had suddenly decided to go upstairs and fuck each other's
brains out..."
Ellen tapped her foot. "I've seen you two, and I KNOW something's
either up, or it's about to be. I'm only going to ask this once, but I want
the truth. I'll find out later, and if you lie it's likely to leach all of
the trust out of our relationship. So here it is: How far have you gone
with Jackie?"
Paul stuck his head in the door. "Ellen, for Chrissakes, that's
blackmail of the worst kind!"
Terry shushed his father with a wave. He glared angrily at his
mother. The awareness that if he glossed over the direct question, Jackie's
mother was likely to cause a small war in a few hours forced his hand, but
he found that he didn't care anymore. "A great distance, Mother - and I plan
to continue moving forward!"
Ellen was taken aback, suspicions notwithstanding. Foremost among the
shocks was the sea change that had come over Terry's face. The usually
gentle, manipulable boy was replaced by an angry, determined young man. She
gathered her wits. "H-have you made love?"
"We're both still virgins, if that's what you're asking - but I
sampled her orally tonight, so there HAS been sexual activity. And it will
continue! I LOVE Jackie - and she loves me!"
"Do you have protection, Son?" Paul asked.
"I've started carrying some, but I think Jackie's on the Pill. Her
mother thinks she's a slut - but this is the woman I love!" Despite his
anger, tears sprouted.
Ellen was moved by them. She came forward and wrapped her arms around
her son, crooning, "There, there, Dear. Let's sit down. I think there are
things going on here we don't understand." She led Terry to the couch and
sat down on his right. Paul came in and occupied the space to Terry's left
as he tearfully related the conflicts between Jackie and her mother, her
illegitimate origins and their consequences, and the unfortunate sophomore
incident and its consequences. "So, you see, I couldn't just bring Jackie
home to meet Mom - if you heard about Jackie's reputation at some point,
you'd think I was a total fool or a jerk. And God knows WHAT you'd have
thought of Jackie!"
"And what you did this evening...?" Ellen asked gently.
"Mom, you said it yourself. You've been there. Don't tell me you and
Dad didn't fool around in high school..."
Paul blushed. "Not much, I'm afraid. We both suffered from some of
the same social problems you've been experiencing - especially me! If your
mother hadn't taken pity on me at a sock hop..."
Terry looked up. "We're both seniors - it's almost a case of arrested
development. But that's beside the point! Jackie's not a slut - she's a
normal healthy girl with normal needs living in an extremely repressive
environment! She's had exactly one sexual partner since that night when she
was a sophomore - me! And we love each other! This is about a LOT more
than sex! You've seen us! Think about it!"
Ellen grinned ruefully. "I thought you were having sex LAST WEEK!
You have that look to you..."
Terry regarded his mother seriously and declared, "Tonight was the
first time we went anywhere near that far. What you were seeing is the
OTHER part of our relationship: We mesh so closely that sometimes it's like
we're two halves of a single person! We almost read one another's minds.
And I'm never truly happy anymore unless she's nearby."
Paul stood up. "Let's go to bed. Jackie's welcome here any time. We
trust you to use good sense, and ask us for advice when you think you need
it."
Ellen and Terry got up and hugged one another, then parted, heading
toward their separate beds. Ellen wrapped an arm around Paul and said,
"We've lost him, you know."
Paul grinned wryly and replied, "I knew last week."
Marcus Brown wasn't up - but Padma was snoozing in a chair. She awoke
when Tim and Dolores entered the door, and the combination of rude awakening
from poor sleep and parental ire on her face as a sight to behold. Tim
threw himself into the breach "We lost track of time..." he mumbled,
shrugging.
Padma glared, "Where WERE you!?"
Dolores took up the defense, "Where we SAID we'd be, Momma - Mandi's,
with three other couples. We were just dancing and having fun..."
"What KIND of fun?" was Padma's angry rejoinder.
"Well, we DID neck some..."
Tim interjected, "There was always another couple present."
Dolores stamped her foot. "You wanna check my virginity again?"
Padma backed off. "Okay, okay. You need to call home when you do
such things!"
"We will, next time - I promise!" Tim placated.
"You better! Your father was mighty mad when he went to bed!"
After Tim backed out and went home, Padma mellowed somewhat. "So,
Daughter, what did you REALLY do?"
Dolores, sensing the sea change, grinned. The time for confidences
had come. "Well, what we said - but the other couple wasn't as much of a
brake on our activities as it sounds."
"I believe this. So? I know that look, Daughter!"
"I learned to suck cock!" Dolores announced, proudly.
"Ha!" Padma barked, grinning.
Dolores continued, ruefully, "But it won't be much help, Momma - he's
THIS LONG!" She held up to hands in an approximation of Tim's proportions.
Padma displayed surprise, "Surely not! Your Poppa isn't THAT big -
although he is close!" Padma cracked a smile.
"Momma, when Tim gets an erection, it pops out the waistband of his
trousers!"
Padma was incredulous, "Well, Daughter, you'll need to learn the 'Deep
Throat'!"
Dolores just grinned and nodded. She kissed her mother goodnight, and
went to bed.
Tim managed to get home without a direct confrontation. His would
wait until breakfast. Trish had rolled over and gotten a time check from
the alarm clock beside the bed when he came in.
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