Ty and Cinda--A Tale of Forbidden Love-Part 4 - Sex Stories

Ty and Cinda--A Tale of Forbidden Love-Part 4

CHAPTER 14 The school gym was open Saturday and Sunday afternoons for anyone who wanted to play some ball. I rarely went—I played plenty at practice during the week--but Kenny and all but begged me. I took Cinda so she wouldn’t be home alone even though Fred would look after her. We’d been in school together about two weeks and Cinda was still making new friends. Cinda was seated in the bleachers when I walked into the locker room to change. I was on the gym floor with Kenny and a group of other guys, shooting and warming up, when I heard a voice behind me. “Hey, man—catch the spade.” I dropped the ball and turned around in a second, seething as I saw Stewart, a June graduate who had more mouth than sense about fifteen feet away. I had taken three steps in his direction when Kenny ran between us and wrapped his arms around my body. “Don’t, Ty…he’s not worth it.” Then turning toward Stewart he said, “Listen, Stewart…we know you’re an asshole; you don’t have to prove it by opening your mouth. Not only is the woman you insulted about a hundred times better than you, she is also Ty’s wife.” Stewart was justifiably terrified. I would never have mentioned a word about my run-in with the four muggers, but Kenny blabbed about it as soon as we stepped onto the school bus that Monday morning. By the end of school everyone believed that I had single-handedly taken down sixteen terrorists with machine guns. It was weeks before I was able to set the record straight. Stewart approached ...

... tentatively, Kenny still between us. “Uh…I’m sorry, Ty.” “You didn’t insult me. You insulted my wife. Apologize to her.” Stewart was shocked, but shuffled over to where Cinda and Mandy were sitting. Cinda looked to me when Stewart said he was sorry. I signaled her to just go with it. I’d explain later. Kenny and I returned to our warm-up. We were just choosing sides when I saw Mandy wave to three other girls. They came and joined her and Cinda and soon they were chatting up a storm. Stewart left the gym and never returned. He wouldn’t be missed. We had a good game, but by four we’d had enough. We showered and joined our women, taking them out for fast food and ice cream sundaes. We talked about our new rental house and everything we’d need to do over the next few weeks. Mandy was the first to volunteer her help. We returned home around nine. “What was that guy apologizing for, Ty?” “For referring to you as a spade; I was ready to take him apart.” Cinda sat there silently until we were back in the house. “Ty, I want you to promise me not to get upset at everything people say about me. You can’t stop prejudice any more than you can stop idiocy. I don’t want you getting into trouble. I think our new neighbors will have concerns enough about two eighteen-year-olds living next to them without getting a bad reputation for fighting.” “I’m sorry. I heard that idiot and I just reacted.” “I understand. I’m also glad you didn’t hear the conversation Mandy and I had with the others.” “Why? ...