A Tre Cool Story with lots of Tre Things in it, chapter 9
Tre's POV
"Bleh heh heh heh! What a piece of shit!" Sam said the next night as she sat on the living room floor in her underwear and a tank top, eating out a of a container of cottage cheese.
"Did you see that fucker Frankie?" she said hitting my leg and staring at the TV. We were watching AFV.
"Yup," I said kissing the top of her head.
We watched AFV for a while and then decided to make some dinner. We hadn't had any yet.. We decided to make pork chops on the grill. I was outside turning the raw meat on the grill when I felt something go all over my pants.
"Heh! Ya fuckin shat you're pants because you're a piece of shit!" Sam said.
I turned around and saw that there was barbeque sauce all over my ass. I grabbed the bottle from her and squirted it down her shirt. We went and changed and then I finished making the food and Sam finished making the other half of the food. We ate and then sat down on the couch.
"I'm so tired," Sam said.
She got up on the couch and got on top of me under the covers. I dunno why but I was getting nervous. I had done a lot more things with her, but it had been forever. A few minuets later she was asleep on top of my chest. I had my arms around her and I tapped her back.
"Sam?"
I tapped her again.
"Samantha?"
She didn't wake up. She was out cold. I reached under the covers and slowly grabbed her hand. I moved it slowly down toward my shit. She moved and I let go of her quickly. When she settled I moved her hand into my pants and let it stay there. I smiled to myself.
"Oh my god. You're such a piece of shit," I heard her say.
I could feel my eyes get big. She looked up at me, but kept her hand there. Then she pulled it out of my boxers.
"Good night Tre. You fucking perv," she said kissing my forehead and then going up stairs. I couldn't help staring at her butt as she walked up the steps. Well Jesus! She's the one running around in underwear for Christ's sake!
"Bleh heh heh heh! What a piece of shit!" Sam said the next night as she sat on the living room floor in her underwear and a tank top, eating out a of a container of cottage cheese.
"Did you see that fucker Frankie?" she said hitting my leg and staring at the TV. We were watching AFV.
"Yup," I said kissing the top of her head.
We watched AFV for a while and then decided to make some dinner. We hadn't had any yet.. We decided to make pork chops on the grill. I was outside turning the raw meat on the grill when I felt something go all over my pants.
"Heh! Ya fuckin shat you're pants because you're a piece of shit!" Sam said.
I turned around and saw that there was barbeque sauce all over my ass. I grabbed the bottle from her and squirted it down her shirt. We went and changed and then I finished making the food and Sam finished making the other half of the food. We ate and then sat down on the couch.
"I'm so tired," Sam said.
She got up on the couch and got on top of me under the covers. I dunno why but I was getting nervous. I had done a lot more things with her, but it had been forever. A few minuets later she was asleep on top of my chest. I had my arms around her and I tapped her back.
"Sam?"
I tapped her again.
"Samantha?"
She didn't wake up. She was out cold. I reached under the covers and slowly grabbed her hand. I moved it slowly down toward my shit. She moved and I let go of her quickly. When she settled I moved her hand into my pants and let it stay there. I smiled to myself.
"Oh my god. You're such a piece of shit," I heard her say.
I could feel my eyes get big. She looked up at me, but kept her hand there. Then she pulled it out of my boxers.
"Good night Tre. You fucking perv," she said kissing my forehead and then going up stairs. I couldn't help staring at her butt as she walked up the steps. Well Jesus! She's the one running around in underwear for Christ's sake!
