The seven month contract (part 13)

The next day, I called her to see if she was alright. She was happy to hear from me and she said she was still a little sore from the previous day. The day afterwards is when the problems started. While sitting at work, I got the fear that I might have gotten Julia pregnant. It was somewhat irrational. After all, I made sure to use a condom and the protection did not slip off or break. I kept on getting the fear that some fluid might have slipped out. I got scared that she would bear a child. I had $30000 saved up so I wouldn’t be under the most pressure however my job would be ending in a few months. Nervously, I tried to do the math in my head and figure out if I could afford having a child. It was a very vulnerable situation. To help alleviate that fear, I reached out to Julia to make sure everything was okay. I didn’t bring up the issue but I just wanted to check for anything out of the ordinary. Towards the end of July, we met at a restaurant that was close to our work. Truth be told, I was just waiting to find out if she had her period or not. If she had, then I’d be in the clear. I never really found out when she had it, but I felt so relieved just seeing her again. At the end of dinner, I walked her to her car and, unexpectedly, she kissed me.

During August, our contract was starting to wind down. Most of my colleagues were starting to look for another job once the current one ended. I would have been actively searching however I did like the idea of taking a few months off after October. Our superiors told us that we would be able to qualify for unemployment once the project was over so I wasn’t to pressured to find work right away. I kept on wanting to do fun things with Julia while I didn’t have to worry about money. One thing I really wanted to do with her was take her to a skating rink and skate to pop music. I hadn’t done that since I was in middle school. I called Julia up and asked her to skate with me and she reluctantly agreed. There was a little bit of disappointment in her voice, I wasn’t sure why though. A minute later, she sent me a text saying that she didn’t want to go skating because she couldn’t stop thinking about having sex with me. Well okay, I couldn’t say no to that.

During the middle of August, she stopped by my house again. Immediately, we went up to my bedroom to have sex. Afterwards, she got a little moody. Something seemed a little off but I wasn’t sure what it was. When she was cooling down, she had her back facing me and I remember she had her face down in the pillows for quite some time. During the evening, we got dressed and ate at a nearby restaurant. When we got back home, we lounged around for a little bit until she had to go back home. As I walked her back to her car, I paused to kiss her goodnight but she just closed the door like she wanted to get out and get home quickly. I knew something was wrong at this point.

As the months went by, things really didn’t get any better. I don’t know what happened but it seemed like she lost interest in me or just didn’t really want me around anymore. During September, she moved into a new apartment and I visited her a few times until December. With her feeling so distant, I couldn’t help but to come to the conclusion that there was someone else involved. During the end of 2012, I was becoming too emotionally dependent on Julia. I was afraid of losing her. Unfortunately, I couldn’t see the situation ending well and the last thing I wanted to do was to be played for a fool. In December, I just stopped calling her. I figured that if she wanted to talk to me, she’d contact me.

The seven month contract (part 12)

“Want it back? Let us know.”

By God, it was the coolest bumper message I ever heard. I had the idea of sending a similar message to Julia so I sent her the following text.

Do you still want me?

I hit the send button and I was feeling pretty cool, almost like an action hero. Half a minute later, the phone rings and my heart freezes up. I picked up the phone and it was Julia. This was very unexpected, usually we just texted each other. Nervously, I answered and asked what was up. She immediately brought up the text message. Her voice was broken.

She called me out, I couldn’t back out of this. So I reiterated myself. I repeated the message. Do you still want me? Immediately, she backpedaled and hesitantly said that I wasn’t very romantic. Well, this really wasn’t the response I wanted to hear from her so I told her that I’d let her get some sleep and I’d call her some other time. The phone call lasted less than a minute. Half a minute later, my phone chimes and I read a text from her that asked if I was doing anything over the weekend. To which, I replied that I wasn’t and she could come over. It seemed very clear what she wanted.

That Saturday, I made sure to have the house to myself for the whole day. I had no plans set out. When she arrived, she was sitting on my couch next to me. To tease her a little bit, I was talking to her about this great place where we could get frozen custard. I got up and walked to the kitchen to look up the address. It didn’t take long for me to hear footsteps behind me and she grabbed me by the arm to stop me in mid step. She begged me to take her upstairs to my room.

We got !!!!!. I put on the !!!!!. I took my !!!!!! and !!!!!! it into her !!!!!!. I did this repeatedly.

Afterwards, we held each other close. She was everything I wanted. I adored her. But we were starting to get hungry so I took her to a restaurant sometime around six. After eating dinner, we spent some time at the park next to my house. It is hard to describe the feeling. I think it might be described as afterglow. But we were really content with each other and to be in each other’s presence. She looked at me and adored me just the same. As it got dark, we were in a part of the park where we could overhear some frogs croaking. It wasn’t the most romantic moment but I told her that we were sharing a special moment. We shared a kiss on the bridge with the frogs croaked. The night drew to a close and Julia drove home. I went to sleep thinking about her. I knew that we would have a relationship. I wanted her to tell me that she loved me.

The seven month contract (part 11)

Unfortunately, I back peddled like a coward and said no. I wasn’t intending on having sex with her tonight. I didn’t want to disappoint her though. I asked her if she wanted to have sex the last time we were in my bed and she said that she wanted it a little bit. She was swinging back and forth about what she wanted. The back peddling was tough and she said we probably shouldn’t do it. It would make things weird between the two of us. Whether she wanted sex or not didn’t make that much of a difference to me. I was holding her. I felt her skin against mine, and I could feel everything when I kissed her. It was enough for me. But then she went inert. She laid there with her back facing me. I wanted to keep her hot so I reached over to rub her left !!!!. She moaned at this. I then ran my hand down to her legs to touch her !!!! and she squeezed my hand with her thighs as soon as I touched it. After that, I took my hand and brushed it over her butt until I touched her !!!! on the other side. As soon as I touched it, she forced her butt into my !!!!!. I repeated this pattern for a few minutes.

She was very hot and started to embrace me again. When things heated up, she looked at me and told me that she was on her period. I told her that I wouldn’t going to have sex with her tonight. I wasn’t trying to. Just as well, my parents were going to be home in a while. This wasn’t the evening I had planned. I was intending to be at the fireworks display with Julia.

She kept on getting hotter and rilled up to the point where she asked me if I could call my parents and ask them to just stay away and not come home so soon. I called them but unfortunately, they were already on the way home. Just as well, Julia was on her period.

Our romance was cut short but we moved down to the living room and held on to each other for a little while longer. As it got late, I walked Julia back to her car. When she opened her door we both heard a whistle and looked to the right. One of my neighbors shot a firework into the air and we both watched it pop into a display of light. At least we got to see one firework. I thought to myself that I should probably give her a kiss. But as soon as I looked to the left, her lips were on mine.

The next few days at work were rather uneventful. It was business as usual. I got home at 5 pm one night and I was just sitting on the sofa watching tv. I thought about something cool I saw on tv earlier that year. On April 1st of 2012, one of the television stations brought back a programing block that went off the air in 2008. The programing block was famous for running lots of action cartoons. Anime in particular was popular on the station. I’d watched the programming block back in 2001 when I was still in middle school and it left a big impact on me. It was said to see it go offline when I was in college. After bringing the programming block back for April Fools Day, there was speculation about the block coming back permanently. While watching tv, I saw a bumper that said the following.

The seven month contract (part 10)

Whenever I could, I usually liked to include an innuendo somewhere. At one point in time, she told me that she really liked cotton candy. Before she visited me at my house, I ran out to the gas station to pick up a carton of cotton candy. When we were together, I told her to close her eyes and open her mouth because I was going to put something sweet and sticky inside. The amount of discomfort she experienced was priceless. She kept on worrying that I was going to do something dirty to her but I kept telling her that it was just cotton candy. She kept on repeating that it was lies and I wasn’t holding a carton of cotton candy. When she finally opened her eyes, she was overwhelmed by relief as I stuck a tuft of the candy in her mouth.

However, I did have the intention of doing something naughty with Julia. After watching the firework display, I had this idea of giving her a full massage. Of course, I wanted to put my hands on her again. She arrived at my house with a movie she wanted to watch with me. It was a parody movie of a blaxploitation movie from the 1970’s. Before watching the movie, I drove the both of us down to the grocery store to pick up a little food. I made sure to pick up a carton full of strawberries and a can of whipped cream. I also wanted to pick up the massage oil to use on Julia however I couldn’t think of a way to shoo her away for a minute. So, she followed me down the aisle and we were looking at different lubricants, jellies, and contraceptives. It was an awkward moment which I made more awkward by picking up a large container of lubricant. After looking at the price tag, I set it down and decided not to mention it further. I was pretty sure Julia was feeling uncomfortable at the moment.  

Back at the house, we were watching the movie. It was a comedy and full of jokes so we were both laughing throughout. It really wasn’t the kind of movie that you would watch while feeding your girlfriend cream topped strawberries. But, I did so anyway. By the time the movie had ended, I was about to go look up the time for when the firework display would start but Julia said she had a headache and went upstairs to rest on my bed. For some reason, I had a feeling that she really didn’t have a headache. Once again, Julia was going to throw off my plans. We might not make it to see the fireworks display. I sat downstairs and waited for a little while. There was a small chance that Julia really did have a headache.

When the time was right, I walked up to my room to see her wrapped up in the sheets. I crawled in next to her. We hugged but she asked me to cut out the nonsense and ask why I was thinking about buying lubrication at the store. I really didn’t want to divert the question so I just told her that I wanted to massage her. She wasn’t too fond of the idea, but despite what she said, we were still squeezing each other. I was on top of her and was getting ready to kiss her when she then asked me if I wanted to have sex with her. It was unexpected but it shouldn’t have been. While I didn’t realize it at the time, I was pressing my right against her pelvis.

June 2012

For the month of June, I spent a total of $772.38. I was $200 over budget but I felt okay because this was the most money I ever made in a single month. Because this month had 3 pay periods, I took home over $3000 after taxes. My insurance premium was $203.40. I spent $213 on gas by filling up my tank 8 times. I spent $79.63 on fast food by eating out 9 times. I spent $116.06 eating at restaurants with my friends. $60.92 of this amount was when I bought my friend dinner and got him drunk for his birthday. $30 of this amount was spent getting pancakes at a pancake house.$20.90 of this amount was buying chocolate fondue for myself and Julia. I spent $19.99 on a 20 minute bundle for my prepaid phone.

The seven month contract (part 9)

When we got up to my bed, she was sprawled all over me. Actually, she was poised like a cat. I had my hands on her thighs and when I moved them up to squeeze her butt, she would arch her back and push her face into mine. We crawled over each other and rolled with each other to shift positions from top to bottom. There was a point when I bent down to kiss her and then she pulled me down and started to suck my breath out. She asked me to take my shirt off and then I took hers off as well. She wanted to have sex. I wanted to have sex. But I didn’t plan for any of this. I didn’t have any protection available but more importantly was that my parents would be back after a certain amount of time. The last thing I would want to happen was to have sex interrupted by my parents getting home. We didn’t undress further but we kept holding each other. I was happy with what we were doing, but in the back of my mind, I couldn’t quell the thought of going for penetration.

My parents got home and Julia and I got dressed again. The were quite happy to meet Julia and she helped my mom bring in some groceries. When we were alone again, I was holding her in my arms again and I was stroking her legs. She wasn’t my girlfriend but we had just almost had sex an hour earlier. And hour before that, I was looking at Julia with scorn and hatred and waiting for her to leave. On top of all that, we never did get around to buying guitars and learning how to play them. But I guess none of that mattered now. I was here with Julia. That’s all I needed. I wanted to be her boyfriend. But doing that would go against how I planned out my life. The night ended and she was on her way back home. I walked back into the kitchen and finished the last of the curry that was still leftover in the pot.

June was coming to a close. At work, we went to a staff meeting where we got a critical update. A lot of the mortgages were stacked and reviewed improperly. As a result, the auditing company would need more time to complete the audit. Originally, our contract was going to end in July but we were granted a three month extension. I’d have work until October. By this point in time, I had saved up about a total of $30000. Things were looking pretty good. At work, we were given extra mortgages to work through and I felt somewhat engaged. July 4th was approaching and I would get the day off. Since Julia would have the day off as well, I had a plan for something we could do together. I really wanted to watch the firework display with her downtown. As a bonus, I could send an innuendo to her in a text message. I told her we could end the night with fireworks.

The seven month contract (part 8)

I think it was a Tuesday so I had enough time to work with. To keep true to my word, I had to call her by Saturday. I really didn’t know where to take things next. I didn’t even think I was going to get as far as I did. This was all uncharted waters. What I wanted was to just spend a day with her. Maybe we could cook something together. We hadn’t done that before so it would keep things interesting. It was also cooperative and that was the biggest thing I was going for.

By the time Saturday arrived, I made sure to call her. When she picked up, she was in a good mood. She was actually in the middle of eating a meal with some of her friends. I had this idea that we would just spend the day together doing as much fun stuff that I could think of. We’d cook some food, play some games, and go to a pawn shop to pick up some used guitars and try to learn how to play them. She was up for it.

We met at a Korean supermarket to pick up some ingredients. She really enjoyed curry so we purchased spicy curry blocks, an onion, and some noodles. Back at my house, we started to prepare the dish. While doing this, I kept on telling her anecdotes just to make her laugh. Eventually I started talking about how I thought fat girls were really gross and she took great offense to this. She used to be fat growing up through high school and she thought it was really hurtful. I didn’t want to apologize for what I said so I just tried to divert the conversation somewhere else. Unfortunately, I just made things worse and offended her ever more by suggesting that the two of us would eventually become a couple.

She called me a real jerk and said the two of us would never get together. At this point, I just stopped. Everything I seemed to do was making it worse, there was no sense in doing anything else. I blew it. She was going to eat her curry and then leave, and I would never call her or talk to her again. Everything I had done with her up to this point of time had been an utter waste of time. For a moment, I looked at her with scorn and hatred. I said nothing and just laid back on the sofa. I said nothing further. I was just waiting to for her to leave.

After a few painful moments, she looked at me and said she was sorry. I didn’t care though. We got up and went to the kitchen to get our food and we started to eat the dish. Still feeling a little hurt, she sat close right next to me so that her arm was brushing against mine. Actually, she was pressing her left side into my right side. I was still kind of mad at her but I didn’t push her away. I just ate some of the noodles. After a minute or two, I did my best to just try to force some conversation. I just asked her a question or two about some movies. When we finished our curry, we set the plates down on the coffee table. She was still pressing herself against me. I had to think about it for a moment. She was right there and she wanted my affection. Maybe I should just let it go. I took my right arm and just placed it around her. As soon as I did so, she wrapped herself around my chest and she was soon resting herself on top of me. While we held each other tight, I could feel her slowly start to squeeze me and I’d squeeze her when I felt it coming. The two of us shifted for a bit and she said it was hard to get comfortable. At that point, I suggested that my bed had more room and we would be more comfortable there.

The seven month contract (part 7)

The next time that I saw her was about a week or two later in June. There was a burger joint that she had mentioned before and I met her there. This was the very next time I saw her so I really didn’t know how to bring up the night we kissed. Even worse was that I was running out of things to talk about with her. Several times throughout our meal, the conversation went dead silent. Usually, when that would happen, I would just smile and look directly into her eyes. I was okay at handling awkward moments however she absolutely couldn’t maintain eye contact with me. Every time I did this to her, she would start looking away, covering her face, or try to break the silence. She even told me that she had to look at my cheek or chin when talking to me. Anywhere except the eyes. Needless to say, I would like to look directly into her eyes a lot just to pester her. After finishing our burgers, we were about to part ways for the night. I remember being there with her for only 45 minutes or maybe one hour. I seemed too quick, I didn’t want it to be over. I just kept wanting to be with her.

Right next to my car, I looked at her and I told her that she looked like she wanted something from me. She looked at me sort of bewildered and told me she didn’t understand what I was talking about. I decided to press it a little bit further. So teasingly, I told her that if she wanted something, she should ask for it. I told her that if she didn’t ask for it, she might not get it. Apparently, she had enough of my nonsense because at that moment she just turned around and started walking away. She said nothing. It looked like I messed that up badly. The previous night when we kissed meant nothing. I had taken things as far as it could go. At least it was fun. I did get more than I ever asked for or expected. All I ever expected to do with that woman was to have Mexican food with her once and never see her again. Coincidentally, the restaurant where I first met her at was right across the street from this burger joint.

I got in my car and started driving away. I was somewhat disappointed but it was as good a place to end things. After a few traffic lights, my phone started to ring. I never like to use the phone while driving so I just ignored it. But after a minute, I started to worry if maybe it had been Julia that called. As soon as I had the chance, I found a parking lot to pull over in and looked at my phone. Surely enough, it was Julia so I had to call her back. She picked up the phone and she had some emotions that she had to get off her chest. It is hard to remember what she said but I think she was feeling bad that she didn’t talk about our previous night together. She really had to get those feelings off of her chest. Whatever she did say, I couldn’t pay much attention to. My heart was racing and my hands were shaking a little bit. After she was done talking, I asked her if there was anything else she wanted to tell me. This confused her and she said she told me everything that she wanted to tell me. And I didn’t want to sound silly or ridiculous so I did the only thing I could think of. I needed to buy some more time. I told her that I would call her at the end of the week and wished her a good night.