I got more action than he did by far because I realized it. If he scored, everyone found out. If I got lucky, the only people who knew were the ones the girl decided to share the information with. Don was easy to get along with and had been a good friend, though. We had backed each other up on numerous occasions.
He had also greatly accelerated my slide into mediocrity. We spent so much time partying that I pretty much ignored school and quit studying altogether. I skipped one class so often that I flunked it for that reason alone.
I saw Vicky, who had been a friend before. She used to cry on my shoulder sometimes. She had it pretty rough. She had a skin condition that scared boys away.
Her face was constantly breaking out in acne. I had felt bad for her and had probably been the only guy she'd even talked to until it finally got under control.
Guys didn't know what they were missing. She had an unbelievable body hidden under the loose clothes she always wore and was a fantastic lover. The last time I saw her she had been reasonably happy but her pretty face was still scarred.
I found out that Paula knew her and had her introduce me. I got some strange looks when I took her hand, but didn't care. Hopefully she'd do better this time without the extra baggage.
I saw Tina and had to smile.
She was a the same age as me and if you looked up "precocious" in the dictionary her picture would be there. She was exceedingly smart and very, very pretty. She was also extremely curious about everything and when she heard about something that anyone she knew had done that sounded like fun she had to try it.
After she overheard a conversation about me she had cornered me every day for a month until I agreed to "do it" as she put it. I have to admit that I enjoyed it very much. Tina was an enthusiastic and imaginative lover.
We tried everything she could think of at least once and several times if she decided she liked it. We had continued to get together up until she left for college.
I learned more about making love from Tina than any other partner. I still remembered how much I had missed her after she had gone. She had helped me through some rough times and left a huge hole in my life when she departed.
If you've ever experienced not knowing what you had until it's gone, you know exactly what I mean.
I saw Don's sister Sharon, who I had been friends with up until my "death". Don had eventually been forced into what is commonly referred to as a "shotgun wedding" and got a job as an over-the-road truck driver to support his new family but Sharon and I always stayed in touch.
We constantly flirted with each other and I know every person who saw us together thought we were lovers even though we had never moved to that level. She had probably been the best friend I ever had. Paula finally nudged me and asked why I was so quiet. I told her I was just daydreaming.
We saw Connie by her trailer and she invited us in. Connie shouted "mom, we've got company!" I heard "you don't have to yell! In a box this size you could whisper and I'd know! She had been at the kitchen table clipping coupons. We hadn't seen her because of the direction the door opened.
I had always gotten along well with Connie's mother. She was a very nice lady but looked very tired at the moment. If things continued the way they were I knew she'd get a job as a receptionist in a doctor's office soon and things would get better. When I had known her she had looked much happier.
When she noticed me she said "who's this? I can't believe you brought someone into this messy house!"
I almost laughed but caught myself in time. Her house was always "a mess" to her but was actually one of the neatest places I have ever seen.
Her daughters both rolled their eyes in unison before Linda made a point of introducing me as Connie's boyfriend. I was relieved to find when I took her hand that she was in perfect health. We sat at the table and talked for over an hour before she had to leave to do her shopping.
Linda volunteered to help her and we watched them drive away in the battered old Ford wagon they had before Connie pulled me back inside. Paula said she had to get home and talk to her mother and "invited" Beth to come with her so we could be alone.
Connie showed me around, which didn't take long. We ended up in her room and it looked familiar for more than one reason. We had spent a lot of time here making out before parting in mutual frustration. It was also a lot like the room I had then. It seemed more like a jail cell than a bedroom.
We had to move to the side of the bed before the door had enough room to close. Connie wrapped her arms around me "it seems that I have you alone for a change. It occurs to me that might not happen often. And since I have a nice bed right here that has never seen any action I thought you might help me break it in."
That was an offer I could never refuse. I picked her up and laid her gently on her bed before joining her. I was feeling nostalgic and planned to recreate history with a major change inserted. We made out fully clothed for a long time before I made a single move. When my hand finally brushed her fully covered breast I didn't know if the sound she made was a moan or a purr.
Eventually I had my hands under her shirt but over her bra toying with them. By this time she was rubbing the crotch of her jeans on my thigh and gasping. Connie was frantic by the time I finally uncovered her perfect mounds and began to gently suckle her very erect nipples.
After about ten minutes of this she pressed my face into her chest and let out a low moan louder than the rest. I didn't know enough before when this had happened, but I knew enough now to realize an orgasm when I saw it.
I slid my hand down her flat stomach to unbutton her jeans and lower the zipper, taking my time while my mouth was busy on her neck and incredibly sensitive ears.
When my hand worked itself deep enough for my fingers to slide between the lips of her dripping pussy she put both of her hands on mine and her ass rose off the bed as she came again while she humped my fingers. This was where things had usually stopped before but there was no danger of that happening now.
Connie jumped out of bed and tore the rest of her clothes off saying in the horniest and sexiest voice I had ever heard her use "I am so damned hot I'm gonna explode if I don't have your cock buried to my navel if five seconds!" She had my jeans unsnapped, unzipped and off before I could blink.
The shorts just magically disappeared as she dove on me and sat on my cock, burying the entire length on the first stroke. She wasted no time getting down to business and threw her head back while she rode me with abandon.