Worst Case Scenario

I woke up
naked,
with her arms
around my head,
with my pants still
hanging around
my ankles,
sort of off
the bed.
My dick is sore,
and I feel her
bare legs
between mine.
Weird.
I don’t remember
fucking last
night.
I don’t know if
I had a condom on.
I don’t know if
I pulled out.
I don’t know if
she’s still on
birth control.
Fuck.
That makes me
uncomfortable.
Although,
I love her.
And she loves me.
And I guess the
worst that could
happen probably
wouldn’t even
be that
bad.

26 responses to “Worst Case Scenario”

  1. When I read the 1st 2 lines I thought this was a continuation on the noisy dancers downstairs piece. Then I realized it was a rough draft for potential wedding vows. And your “Worst Case Scenario”… many would envy you Lou. 🙂

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  2. Wow, lou. Tubularsock, “. . . first hand coverage, second hand news” thanks you for following between fucks.

    Tubularsock does also provide sagely advice on fucking and its ram-a-fa-cations if you need any.

    Tubularsock is mostly focused on how the fucking political “leaders” are fucking us BUTT if you ever need “fatherly-sage” advice don’t hesitate to ask …….. Tubularsock has been there!

    Cheers!

    And how could Tubularsock not follow YOUR escapades! Some things are written in stone!

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