My First Boyfriend: PART ll - Sex Stories

My First Boyfriend: PART ll

... mother scared the shit out of me as she beeped the horn twice. They rushed me to sit in my new truck. It was more than I asked for so all I could do was just say thank you about a million times. My mother tried to ask me what happened to my hands but my father said "that's save that conversation for later, were in a good moment". I didn't even notice it was a box sitting in the passenger seat, but my mother made me notice it as she tapped me on my arm and told me something that I will never forget. She said "I'm truly proud of you and all you've accomplished, I'm the luckiest mother in the world. I know you wouldn't disrespect me like that and I'm sorry for hitting you last night. So this is to make up for it slash your birthday gift slash graduating early slash just being you" as she pointed at the box. It was two plane tickets to Miami, reservations to some hotel, and a deposit slip. She said "you can take whoever you want with you after graduation and that money is for the trip and getting your stuff for college so use it wisely". I couldn't do anything but sit there until she said "hey, it would be a great idea to take Jeremy, especially since you two are the same age now". I almost died inside but I held it together and told her "that would be a good idea". After that I didn't talk to Jeremy for about 3 weeks, mainly until I had to see him to give him his evaluation during the end of the program. It was us two and the director of the program. Jeremy and I had to sit ...

... across from each other, while the director set between us. I still had fire in my eyes when I looked at Jeremy, so much so that the director had to ask "is everything OK between you two". I replied with "just two friends had a disagreement that doesn't affect this situation, I will have to excuse myself seeing that I have unexpected plans to meet with my college admission representative, can you fill me in later" as I handed him my evaluation to leave in a hurry. I went straight to the mountains to sit and think, about an hour later Jeremy showed up by being dropped off by the director of the program. Jeremy walked over to me but stayed about 5 feet away. He said "can we talk or I talk and you listen", I nodded yes so he waved his ride away. I told him to shut up and sit down; he sat beside me still keeping his distance. Since he didn't say anything I spoke first "are you here to tell me how sorry you are that you had sex with someone else on Christmas day then came over to my house so we can have sex. What did you do slip and fall on his dick or something? Why did you lie and say you were drunk? You didn't seem drunk when I came to pick you up at 8 in the FUCKING morning". He didn't say anything for the longest time but he started to cry which made me even madder. So I said "what gives you the right to cry, were you crying when you were fucking someone else in your bed. Do you know I've never seen the inside of your house, what's there to hide?" LIKE he would tell me when I told ...