Why can't I just take the compliment? A glance into my past...  

whathusband 45F
216 posts
5/23/2006 7:15 am

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Why can't I just take the compliment? A glance into my past...

You see, I am usually confident to the point of cocky, but when someone pays me a compliment, I just can't take it well. All my life I was the tomboy, the girl who could play all the sports just as well as the guys. I was never picked last for teams like the rest of the girls. I was the girl that the others hated because all of the boys were my friends. But that was the problem, I was always just one of the guys. When I was kid, that was all well and good, but as I got into my teen years, that was a big problem. By then, it was too late. The guys just didn't look at me like they did the other girls. When I was in high school, it was tough. I wanted to be writer more than anything else, so I decided to get my feet wet by writing for the school paper. Good idea and bad. I got the writing experience I wanted, plus a few others I never could've imagined! The girls still hated me, because of course, I covered sports and that led to great friendships with all of the football players! LOL And that's all it was still, just friends. Now the coach, that was another story. He was hot! And he adored me. You'll love this, we would sit in his office and talk sports forever. His office was just above the boys locker room. But it slowly turned into more than that. He would tell me that I was beautiful and I would blush and argue with him and say that he was just teasing me because I was just a plain girl, nothing special. He would compliment my big brown puppy dog eyes, shy smile, long legs, etc. Then it happened one day. It started out as usual, he sent the team out with the assistant coach for warm up drills so we could do our interview for the weeks article "without the clowns butting in." Once we were alone, he reached out and gently touched my cheek. I remember it like it was yesterday. I was only 15 at the time, but a memory like that doesn't fade away. He told me once again, " You are so beautiful. I can never concentrate when you're around. I think about you all the time. It's getting so hard to fight this attraction. You feel it too, don't you?" I couldn't speak, I was in shock! Every girl in the school had a crush on this guy and here he was saying this to me. When I opened my mouth to try and form some sort of response, he leaned forward and kissed me. It was a gentle kiss, but my whole body lit up like a raging fire. I could feel him, all of him, pressing up against me as the kiss grew more intense. I was lost in him by now, and was not thinking straight at all. I don't think he was either. Before I knew what was happening, he had me on the couch and was sliding his hand between my thighs. They parted for him like he was Moses! I gasped as he slid his fingers inside me, but knew I wanted more. He stepped away from me to take off his shorts and stood there in all his glory before me. Then he came back over to me and undressed me. "Oh my God. Look at you. How incredible you are." Before I realized what was happening, he was inside me. It was the most amazing experience of my life. It seemed to last forever, but it was only about 30 minutes! After that day, you could say that we were suspiciously closer to each other, especially when football season ended. He would go out of his way to see me, pull me out of my classes, go to lunch with me every now and then, you name it. We had a great year together. I saw him a few times at the beginning of summer, but then he just vanished. When my Junior year started, they announced that we had a new football coach. Our old coach had recently moved out of state. I was a little sad, but it wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. Of course, there were rumors flying at the school as to why he left. Go figure! I was still a tomboy after that, yeah, I dated a little, but not much. Not until I was out of high school did I really come into my own! But that's another story. So, I guess what I'm trying to say, is that I never really knew if he meant any of the things he'd said or if he was just trying to get a steady piece of ass for a year! LOL So, when someone tells me how beautiful I am, I feel a little uncomfortable. I still don't believe it. I'm just plain old me!
Thanks for reading my novel here! Enjoy the day!

Phineas2005 49M
854 posts
5/23/2006 8:17 am

"he meant any of the things he'd said or if he was just trying to get a steady piece of ass for a year"

Both, but not really "steady piece of ass for a year" because guys do not think that far ahead. He was thinking a piece of ass right now! )

What! Hey beautiful, you know, you have these killer, sexy legs....

Luv ya, and many kisses,


P.S. and I really mean it

whathusband replies on 5/23/2006 8:25 am:
Thanks Phin. I know what you meant!!! lol

itstricky2005 51M
5 posts
5/24/2006 8:05 pm

I think it he meant it as a compliment. Most guys can't think that far ahead.

whathusband replies on 5/25/2006 6:19 am:
Thanks for your opinion, you should stop in more often!

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