I had to laugh, because while she didn’t have all the details, she was, of course, correct. “Yeah, I was taken aback, to say the least. But after our conversations, we just seemed to connect and had a lot in common, so…” I shrugged with a grin.
Jenna continued the story from there, telling them about our first date at the lake. She left out the more sexual details, of course, but to my surprise, she did tell them about the Wolf Whistler incident.
“Young men these days,” Mary scowled, “no sense of decency or respect. Sounds like he got what he deserved.”
Jenna nodded, but flushed a little. “I suppose. Although I feel a bit bad now about humiliating him so publicly. He can’t help, well, what he was born with. It was maybe a bit too cruel.”
“He may not be able to overcome his…physical shortcomings,” Ted said firmly, “but that’s no excuse for the way he acted towards you. Perhaps he learned a lesson from that.”
“Maybe,” said Jenna, squirming a bit. She looked like she regretted bringing it up and wanted to change the subject. So I jumped in, finishing the story about watching the movie on the lake. But of course in this version, I merely dropped her off at her place after and went home.
A look in Ted’s eye told me he wasn’t quite buying that, but he merely nodded and said nothing more than, “Well it sounds like you both had a wonderful time.”
We spent another hour there talking, during which I nursed the after dinner scotch Ted insisted I have. Eventually, we decided it was time to get on the road before it got too late.
“It was lovely to have you,” said Mary, giving me a hug. “We’ll have to do it again sometime.”
“We’d love to,” I smiled, “and thank you for your hospitality. And your incredible cooking.”
‘You’re very welcome.” Turning to Jenna, she embraced her as well. “You take care of yourself, my dear, and don’t be a stranger. I know I’m not your mother, but if you ever need me, for anything, don’t hesitate to call, okay? Even if it’s just to talk about, you know…women stuff.”
Jenna blushed a little, but smiled brightly. “I will, Mary, I promise. And thank you both again, so much, for everything.”
Ted shook my hand, then hugged Jenna goodbye as well. “I’ll be in touch about that thing with Goatz when I know more,” he said, “and don’t forget to reach out to Bill next week. He’ll be expecting your call.”
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“You’re okay to drive, right?” Jenna asked shortly into our ride back.
“I’m fine,” I assured her, “I took my time finishing that last drink. Although I may want to stop for a cup of coffee somewhere.”
We drove on, the radio low in the background while Jenna hummed along and scrolled through her phone. “New subscriber,” she chirped suddenly, “that makes fifteen!”
“Congrats, you’ll be famous in no time,” I quipped. She smacked my arm playfully.
“Speaking of,” I continued as a thought now popped into my head, “I suppose you might want to talk to that accountant about how to handle your Only Fans income as well. You’re not making much now, but if it takes off, it might be best to be prepared so you don’t get screwed with taxes.”
Jenna chewed her lower lip. “I hadn’t really thought of that. It’s gonna be kinda weird though, having to tell him. I don’t know if I can.”
I sympathized with her of course; I wasn’t sure exactly how close she was to this guy or his daughter growing up, but it was apparent they were close enough that telling him about posing naked online for money could be very embarrassing.
“I know it will be awkward,” I said, “but I’m sure he’s a professional. And it’s not really his business to tell you how to live your life. Just how to handle your money.”
Jenna nodded, but still looked uncomfortable. “Look,” I reassured her, “I can be there with you if you want.”
“No, I’ll be okay,” Jenna sighed. “Time to do some adulting, I guess. Should just be a phone call anyway, at least for now. Although I’d like to see Carrie again, it’s been way too long. Maybe we can plan a visit sometime before school starts.”
We drove on for a while until we passed a sign indicating a rest stop up ahead. Both of us agreed we needed a bathroom break, and I also took the opportunity to get that coffee I’d been craving. Jenna got herself some fancy iced caramel mocha latte thing, more ice, sugar and milk than coffee, really.
“I never understood those drinks,” I snipped.
“What?” Jenna objected. “They’re good! It’s like dessert in liquid form!”
“Then they shouldn’t call it ‘coffee.’ If I wanted dessert I’d just order a donut or something.”
Jenna rolled her eyes. “Okay, Boomer.”
“Ouch. And technically, I’m not a Boomer. I’m Gen X.”
“Whatever.”
In no real rush to get back in the car, we found a bench near the scenic little picnic area off to the side of the rest stop that overlooked a small fish pond with a fountain.
It was a beautiful night, the stars clear and shining above, warm but with a light breeze that blew Jenna’s auburn hair across her freckled face.
She blew it from her lips with a frustrated puff as she sipped at her sugary concoction. I reached out and pushed the loose strands behind her ear, lightly caressing her cheek as I did so.
A smile formed around her straw and her eyes sparkled as they met mine. The gemstone of her necklace hung low on her neck, twinkling green in the incandescent overhead lights that dimly lit the picnic area.
“Something on your mind, cowboy?”
“Just thinking how beautiful you look.”
Putting her drink down, Jenna leaned in and gave me a caramel mocha flavored kiss. I broke the kiss with a laugh.
“What’s so funny?”
“I’m man enough to admit when I’m wrong. That tastes pretty damn good.”
Jenna blinked in confusion, then burst into a fit of laughter. “Told ya!”
We sat holding hands as we finished our drinks, me now occasionally sipping on Jenna’s as well. It was only my stubborn pride that kept me from going back in and getting my own.
Slurping the last of it down, Jenna turned to me with a playful look. “Would you do me a favor?”
“Of course.”
“Wanna take some pictures of me?” Jenna asked with a wink.
Noting my confusion, she explained, “I was just thinking some fun, risky outdoor pics would be great for my Only Fans.”
“You…wanna get naked…HERE?”
Jenna laughed. “No. Well, not fully naked, just…”
She stood and did a quick look around, then handed me her phone. “Look, just start the video here, then hit this again to take pictures too while you’re filming. Just take a bunch, I’ll edit it all later.”
Before I could object, Jenna jumped up and moved to stand in front of the fountain streaming away in the pond behind her.
Her eyes glanced towards the parking lot again. “We’re clear. Go.”
Speechless, I hit record.
Jenna started swaying slowly, rocking her hips side to side, pausing every few moments to strike various cute and sexy poses. I took her cue and snapped still photos when she posed, while the video continued to capture her movements.
She wasn’t dressed in anything truly provocative, just a short sleeved tie back red blouse and her favorite denim skirt.