My First Condom
My First Condom
I recall my first time with a condom. I was 15.
I went in to buy a packet of condoms at K & B Drug Store.
In those days it took a lot of guts to go in a store and ask for that
kind of item because everyone in town knew me and there was no doubt the
young lady (I think her name was Delores) knew what they were for.
She was working as an assistant behind the counter, and she
could see that I was really embarrassed by the whole procedure. She
handed me the package and asked if I knew how to wear one. I honestly
answered, ‘No, not really.’
So she unwrapped the package, took
one out and slipped it over her thumb. She cautioned me to make sure it
was on tight and secure.
I apparently still looked confused. So,
she looked all around the store to see if it were empty. It was. ‘Just a
minute,’ she said, and walked to the door and locked it. Taking my hand,
she led me into the back room, unbuttoned her blouse and removed it. She
unhooked her bra and laid it aside. ‘Do these excite you?’ She asked.
Well, I was so dumb-struck that all I could do was stand there
with my mouth open and nod my head. She then said it was time to slip
the condom on. As I was slipping it on, she dropped her skirt, removed
her panties and lay down on a desk. ‘Well, come on’, she said, ‘We don’t
have much time.’
So I climbed on her. It was so wonderful that,
unfortunately, I could no longer hold back and KAPOW, I was done within
a few moments.
She looked at me with a bit of a frown. ‘Did you
put that condom on, she asked. I said, ‘sure did,’ and held up my
thumb to show her.
She then beat the shit out of me….
Women have always been hard for me to figure out.