Chapter 60

Jasmine’s hand found its way to my leg. Little by little, she innocently moved it around until it was at the top of my thigh. A flicker of light from her bracelet made me swell with pride. Her palm left a warm spot on my leg. Nonchalantly, my hand drifted from her shoulder, and accidentally felt her tit. I pretended it was my first time trying to get on second base. Jasmine’s hand happened to be where my stiffening dick would end up. It wouldn’t be as much fun as sticking it up through the popcorn container for her to find, but I looked forward to when she felt it stretching out. There were people at the end of the row, but I didn’t think they could see Jasmine’s hand.

I imagined sneaking a peek at the red panties I expected were hiding underneath her skirt. Maybe no panties? I lowered my hand to her lap, wondering what we could get away with in a movie theater?

Then I reminded myself this was a special birthday, and it had to be special. I told Jasmine next time I’d take her to my castle, not treat her like a cheap thrill in a theater. Maybe we’d do that on our second date?

Before I could move my hand away from Jasmine’s lap, Stacy’s head suddenly appeared between us. We both jumped, but Jasmine screeched. “Wow, look at the love birds ready to get it on in the theater,” Stacy said. “I knew if I snuck up I’d catch you.”

Stacy’s arms looped around our necks and pulled our faces against hers. She kissed both of our cheeks and released us. “How’s the movie?”

I didn’t even know what the movie was about. “It sucks. Let’s get out of here.” I looked to see Jasmine’s reaction, and she kissed me at the same time Stacy kissed her.

“Okay, let’s go eat something,” Jasmine said.

There hadn’t been any indication that Jasmine prearranged anything, but I was suspicious. We got up and left with Stacy. I imagined anyone trying to watch the movie was happy to see us go.

While we rode in Stacy’s car toward Hoyer’s Ice cream joint, I thought about the day I watched Jasmine and Stacy in her backyard. That day, I would have given anything to be in a threesome with them. My mind wandered even further back to the wicked, nasty sex in the backyard with Jasmine, while Susan watched, and helped. All the wild things I could have been doing all this time, and now all I wanted was one true love. I slipped my hand around to Jasmine’s shoulder. I gave it a squeeze that I hoped conveyed my desire to be alone with her. What has happened to me?

Jasmine’s order had specified no cherry. The words had tugged at my heartstrings. Now, I quietly watched her lips as they slid over a spoonful of ice cream. Jasmine and Stacy chatted away about all kinds of different girl things while I wished I had my own car and a place to take my girlfriend.

When we finished eating, me and Jasmine carried the trash over to the can. She asked, “You okay? You’ve been really quiet.”

“Me? Sure, yes, I’m fine. Are you okay with everything? Is your-our date going the way you hoped?” I knew it hadn’t been for me.

“I gotta tell you something,” Jasmine said. “Since our bike ride, I have been praying for Aunt Flow to arrive, and earlier, when she did, well I can’t tell you how excited I was. Now, not so much. You understand what I’m saying?”

If I had been aware before now that Jasmine was worried, I might not have stood there with a blank expression on my face. “Joe, I got it, I’m not pregnant.”

“Shit, I see what you’re saying, I understand.” The full implication of what Jasmine was saying went over my head because “I’m not pregnant,” had punched me in the face. My excitement grew along with my disappointment. Aunt Flow meant all my romantic dreams had been in vain, but that wasn’t what upset me. “Jasmine, why didn’t you tell me? I can’t believe you didn’t tell me. You worried about this without—”

“Shhh. Joe, relax.” Jasmine held my arms. “There was no reason for both of us to worry. I wasn’t that late, so I figured I was being paranoid, but—”

“But nothing. I can’t be there for you if you don’t tell me. No matter what, anything, right?”

Jasmine agreed, but I knew she’d still keep stuff from me.

Stacy stopped her car between Jasmine’s and my driveway. “It’s easy dropping you two off. She smiled at Jasmine like she approved of me.

“Thanks for driving, and I’m sorry it didn’t work out with Matt,” Jasmine said. “Don’t worry, there are more where he came from.” Jasmine elbowed me, waved goodbye, and closed the car door.

“Thank you, Joe, thank you. I had a great time, even if I didn’t feel great. You’re my prince.”

I didn’t know what I had been expecting, but after all the anticipation leading up to the date, I guess I was disappointed. “Can you come to my castle? You can call your mom and tell her you’ll be home in a little while. I’m just not ready for it to be over. We can talk or look at each other.” I started to feel stupid as usual when I let my emotions speak for me.

“Okay, that sounds good.” Jasmine’s face perked up like maybe she had been hoping for more alone time, too.

I didn’t need to barge into my parent’s bedroom, but figured I better so they wouldn’t come check on me. “I’m home, everything was good. Just wanted you to sleep without worry that someone stole me and was holding me for ransom.”