Last night, as I was working up the courage to talk to my sister (see my other posts) I got a call from Jim, by boyfriends dad. He was at the pub with a few mates and asked if I could pick them up/drop them off. This wasn’t unusual, I’m more than happy to and do it every couple of weekends.
As I was driving him and two friends to the friends house for the first stop, I heard a few lewd comments – more than usual anyway. It was drunken and almost incoherent, but I made out the words ‘gobby’ (Australian for blowjob) and ‘when is it my go’ Jim laughed but went a bit sheepish, and I knew he had told them about what happened.
After dropping the friends, we headed to Jim’s place. ‘So, you won’t even talk to me about it but you told your friends hey? Bet they loved hearing about a young girls lips wrapped around your cock, you’d be a hero to them’
‘It wasn’t like that Ellie I’m sorry’
‘Don’t sorry me. Anyway I should be mad, but for some reason I’m not. It was kinda hot knowing you’re proud of it’
‘Oh’ he said then sat in silence