Beer Pong

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We make it home. I'm looking over my calendar.
A: I have to go back to LA to film Beer Pong League. Do you want to go?
C: When is it?
A: I leave Friday at 4 I will be back Sunday at 12.
C: Yes!!!
She kisses me. I pick her up and sit her on the kitchen island. She spreads her legs to accommodate my body. She is wearing a sundress. I slide her panties to the side and push myself into her. I let out a moan and she gasps as I enter. I stop.
A: Are you ok?
C: Yes. Don't stop. Please.
A: Why did you gasp, baby?
I ask as I push into her tight dripping wet pussy.
C: Your cock is so big. I'm so full, Austin.
When we both come down I carry her to the shower. After we dry off we go to bed.

The next day when she comes home I'm in my studio. I didn't hear her come in. She is watching me.
A: Hey. Sorry time got away from me.
C: I just enjoy watching you work. You love it so much. I can hear and see your passion.
A: What are you working on? It's a song for my new album.
C: Is it ok if I look.
A: Yes, come here.
She reads it.
C: That is beautiful.
A: Thank you. I have to record I fall apart and edit it for a show, but you can stay if you would like.
C: I love you and your music, but I can't listen to that song. I'll go cook.
A: What? Most people love that song.
C: It breaks my heart. I can hear and feel your pain. It physically and emotionally hurts me to hear you like that.
A: Come here now.
C: I'm sorry if I offended you, but I can't.
A: Sit down. That just means that you understand it.
C:I understand it and I make a connection with you, but it still hurts and I'm going to cook dinner.
She kisses me hard.

C: I will come back out after dinner and after that song is over.

I walk into the kitchen and she is sitting the food on the table.
A: I have never listened to anything from your playlists.
C: My taste is kinda screwy.
A: What?
C: I listen to everything, from classical to metal.
A: What? Give me your phone.
C: No you will make fun of me.
A: I will not.
She hands it to me.
A: You were telling the truth.
C: Lol. Let me see yours.
A: No.
C: I showed you mine. Now show me yours.
A: I burst out laughing. It's mostly grunge and rock
C: That's not bad.
We both lay down.

She falls asleep. I have an idea. I text some artists that are going to collaborate with me on this album. They are on her playlist.

Diamonté text back.
D: I thought you lived in Utah?
A: I'm in Tennessee now. I have a song I'll send the lyrics to see what you think.
D: It's beautiful she has you whipped. Lol. Will I meet her?
A: Yes!
D: 2 weeks Austin. You're making me go to Tennessee in August. You owe me.
A: Yes ma'am I will have my guest house ready. Is there anything special you need?
D: No.
A: See you then.

We are on our way to LA. Smitty texts me saying that he has the flu.
A: Shit.
C: What's wrong?
A: Smitty is sick.
C: I can play.
A: Ok.

When we get there we go to warm up. She is really good.
The other team was talking shit. She just shook her head.
A: You can talk back to them.
C: You won't be mad?
A: No.
T1: So are you fucking Austin?
C: Maybe you should worry about where your balls are instead of Austin's because you haven't hit anything all night.
T2: Do you still work?
C: Yes.
T2: What do you do?
C: I'm a teacher.
T2: What will your school think about you playing beer pong?
C: Not sure.
A: I'm donating 5,000 for every ball she sinks so it's for charity.
T2: Do you pay her to let you sink your balls?
C: From what I have read you pay a lot for that. Also, you should be used to putting little things in holes, but you are still losing. That was me being nice.

We won. The other team didn't say much after that. I ended up donating. 30,000 to the school she worked at.
On the ride home.
A: Where did you learn to play?
C: It's physics.
A: Wild college nights?
C: I didn't party in college.
A: What?
C: I had no interest in putting myself in a situation where I may be impaired with people I didn't trust.
A: No one invited you huh?
C: I was invited all of the time. I never wanted to go. I didn't have friends that went to the same college.
A: So, you were solo.
C: I was just a loner.
A: That's hilarious.
C: A month later I was in the gym and the guy came in. My workout buddy wasn't there yet. He walked up to me, it was just us. We need to fucking talk. I told him to change his tone. He got louder. I screamed for security. They dragged him out and banned him from the gym. He wasn't allowed around me.
A: That's kinda funny.
C: It was.

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