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.
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Lou Rasmus is an independent author from Chicago, IL. His works are largely focused on exploring the meaning of life – or lack thereof – while the themes of love, relationships, and self-loathing are also central to many of his stories.
His upcoming novel, Primrose Isle, will be his third self-published title. Grapefruit Juice, a collection of bitter poems and short stories, and DEAD RED FISH, his semi-autobiographical debut novel about a young man coming to age on a road trip with his childhood friends, are also available on Amazon.
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Damn! Don’t you hate when that happens? Good luck Lou 😉
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haha thanks.. might need it
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Outrageous. You’re testing me, Lou. Thank you. I Love you, whatever choices you make.
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haha thank you for your support
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ha ha ha……some morning after is better do not remember and hope in no later surprises.
sorry on computer cant finish with a winking emoji
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haha fingers crossed
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Hey man…I never went to bed with an ugly woman…but I sure woke up with a lot of them. You’re playin’ with fire here.
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it happens… but its ok, the fire keeps things interesting
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It’s not that bad. It’s actually great! I love this. 🙂
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haha thank you
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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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nothing to envy, Forrest. thank you tho
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Cracking up. Smiling. Remembering that worry too. Although from another point of view.
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haha good times… or not. thanks for reading
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Yes, those moments. When you don’t know if you should be happy or scared shitless. Good luck, whatever happens.
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or both. thank you
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Congratulations 😉
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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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haha hey Tubularsock … thanks for the comment. thanks for the follow. all that shit. looking forward to reading your blog
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ha. no. well maybe. thanks
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Here’s to her possibly, just possibly, being on the pill.
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one can hope
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Fucking hell man, tell it like it is
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haha i try
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Literally going thru a similar situation as of late, best of luck to us both, then again it’s luck that got us here in the first place I suppose
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haha yup. goodluck to you
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