Grandpa's Guide to Women Pt. 02

Your response to Grandpa’s Guide to Girls was so flattering that it motivated me to write this sequel. You voted your approval and made very kind comments about the story of Grandpa Frank helping young Ben woo his first girlfriend.

You need to know why I placed this sequel in the “first time” category. Ben is not a virgin when he arrives at college, but every sex scene in this 10-part story has at least one character having at least one “first time” experience. Oral. Bondage. Anal. Roleplay. Reluctance. Facials. Threesomes. New partners. The recurring theme is the gradual surrender of diverse kinds of innocence.

As you know, many stories on Literotica defy categorization. It’s almost impossible for a label to give readers all the information they deserve while deciding which stories to read. If you’re looking for a tale of young lovers having erotic experiences for the first time, you’ll find it in Grandpa’s Guide to Women. Just know that these characters surrendered their virginity before this story begins.

Part 2 describes a particularly disappointing moment for Ben and a would-be girlfriend.

All characters are adults over 18.

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Julie shocked me. I was hurt and demoralized.

It began Sunday morning, when one of my roommates said he needed to tell me something. “I’ve got some bad news,” Mike said.

Mike explained that he’d gone to a party at a fraternity, and alcohol was served. A lot of alcohol. Julie showed up. That sounded odd, because I would have expected her to invite me to accompany her to any parties she attended. It was almost as though she wanted to have some fun without me being around. What happened at the party was exactly like what Grandpa Frank warned me to expect.

The story Mike told was kind of long and complicated, but the basics are pretty simple. Julie got very drunk, flashed her tits to a room full of people, then started making out with one of the frat boys. They finally went to his room, and people outside could hear Julie moaning and groaning exactly the way she does when she has sex with me. After a while she emerged from the room with her hair and clothes all messed up.

“I’m glad you told me,” I said to Mike. “I’d rather hear it from you than learn about it some other way.”

“I wanted to tell you early, because there’s one part you need to know right now,” Mike said. “Several people got pictures of Julie flashing her tits. You might see that on social media in a day or two.”

“Great. That’s just great,” I said.

I’d been feeling good about Julie. When we weren’t having sex, we had serious conversations that persuaded me she was an interesting person. I enjoyed her company as much as I enjoyed her beautiful body. It was bad that she’d cheated on me, but the fact that she did it in such a public way made everything worse. Everyone I knew on campus would find out about it. She’d humiliated and emasculated me.

I was so upset that I did the only thing I knew would help. I put on shorts and running shoes and took a jog around campus. I didn’t shed any tears, but I came damn close. I ran farther and faster than usual because I wanted to be exhausted afterward.

Julie sent me a text while I was in the shower. We were supposed to meet up for breakfast that morning, and she wanted to know why I wasn’t there. I ignored the text, and the next one. Then she started calling. After the second call I decided it made no sense to try hiding from her.

“Why didn’t you respond to my texts?” she asked.

“I figured you’d be so hungover this morning that you wouldn’t be very good company,” I said.

Silence.

“You know about that?” she asked quietly.

“I’m pretty sure every student on campus knows about it,” I said. “I understand that there are some very revealing photographs of you flashing your tits before you fucked that frat boy. I haven’t seen any of the pictures yet, but I’m sure I will soon.”

Julie began to cry. “Ben, I am so sorry. I got drunker than I’ve ever been before. I made a big mistake. Please, forgive me.”

“Sure. I forgive you,” I said.

“Really?” she said.

“Of course. I forgive you. But don’t think that means we still have a relationship. I can’t date a woman who did what you did last night.”

The crying got a lot louder. “Ben, please don’t be that way. I am so sorry. I’ll never do anything like that again.”

I didn’t know what to think. For some reason, I had a feeling that Julie was going a little overboard with the crying. Was she trying to manipulate me? Was she genuinely sorry? Since I no longer trusted her, I couldn’t decide what I thought.

“I want to talk to you. Can I come over?” Julie said.

“I don’t think we have anything to talk about,” I said.

She begged, and begged, and finally I relented. “I can’t talk to you right now because I have something to do first. I can meet you for lunch,” I said, suggesting that we meet at an off-campus restaurant we’d gone to before.

“Why do you want to go all the way out there?” she asked.

I sighed. “Julie, you’ve done a first class job of publicly humiliating me. Everybody who saw you last night knows you cheated on me. I don’t want to be seen with you.”

I wasn’t trying to be cruel, but I could tell that my comment hurt Julie’s feelings. It didn’t matter. At that moment, I cared more about my feelings than hers.

Besides, there was a good reason I refused to meet up immediately. I needed to call Grandpa Frank and tell him what Julie did. He’d predicted something like this was possible; he’d know what I should do next.

“Things like this happen all the time, Ben,” Grandpa said. “Kids your age have a lot of growing up to do. Some of them don’t handle it well when they are away from their parents for the first time. Go easy on Julie.”

“I can’t believe you’re saying that, Grandpa,” I said. “I’m furious. She humiliated me. She hurt my feelings.”

“I’m sure she did,” Grandpa said. “Get used to it. It will happen again. And again and again and again.

“This is the way relationships are, Ben. You learned the hard way what kind of woman Julie is. Now you know you can’t trust her. That’s valuable information, boy. Be grateful you found out quickly, before you made a big mistake and fell in love. What do you plan to say to her?”

“I figure I’ll listen to what she has to tell me, then I’ll say our relationship is over,” I said.

“That’s not what I’d do in your situation,” Grandpa said. “I think you should resume your relationship.”

“What!!! I can’t do that! You just said I can’t trust her, Grandpa!” I said.

“You should tell her you’re willing to keep seeing her, but only on the condition that you are both free to date other people. Then do that.

“Don’t hide in your dorm room like you did something wrong. Go to as many social events as possible. Approach as many other women as you can. Let all of them know you are available.

“Julie isn’t going to like that, but it’s not her choice. She can’t expect you to be faithful after she cheated on you. A lot of people, both men and women, think they can expect other folks to follow rules they don’t follow themselves. This is your chance to find out if Julie is that kind of person.

“She might beg and beg, but don’t let her have her way. Make sure she knows that from now on, you have an open relationship. Ben, you mentioned that Julie is very cute. Exactly how cute is she?”

“I’ll send you a picture, Grandpa,” I said, texting him a photo I took about a week ago.

“Yeah, she’s pretty cute,” Grandpa said. “That’s nice cleavage. Does she dress like that all the time?”

“Pretty much,” I said.

“Ben, there’s something you should know about girls who are especially cute. They are used to getting their way. Girls like Julie grow up knowing they can persuade guys to do whatever they want if they just show enough cleavage. I’m going to go out on a limb here and predict that Julie shows up at lunch today wearing an especially revealing top, and that she spends a lot of time bending over so you get nice views of her boobs.

“Enjoy the scenery, but don’t be fooled by it. If she does that, you know she’s trying to manipulate you.”

“I’ll pay attention,” I said.

“I’m sure you will,” he said. “It’s pretty easy to pay attention to the kind of boobs your Julie has.”

“She’s not my Julie. Not anymore,” I said.

“Ben, I know you’re upset. Try not to be a jerk about it. The next few days are going to be pretty hard on Julie. When a guy fucks a stranger, everybody congratulates him. When a girl does it, she gets slut shamed. Every sleazeball guy on campus is going to hit on her because they’ll figure she’s easy. That will just remind her of the fact that if she hadn’t spread her legs, she’d still have an undamaged relationship with you.

“The only good thing to come out of all this is that both of you are going to learn some valuable lessons from her mistake. Try to be as charitable as you can. She’s got to feel terrible right now.

“There’s one other thing that might happen,” Grandpa said. “Julie is probably not going to like the idea of having an open relationship. When you insist, she’ll reluctantly agree because she has no choice, but that won’t settle it. She’ll get to work on a campaign to make you change your mind.

“I predict she’s going to try to give you so much sex that she’ll think you won’t have the time or energy to chase other girls. Feel free to enjoy everything she has to offer, but stick to the plan, Ben. I’m confident that you have the stamina to have regular sex with Julie and still have plenty left in the tank for other girls.”

Grandpa Frank made a lot of sense. Of course, he always does.

“There’s one more thing you need to think about,” Grandpa said. “Drunken sex tends to be unprotected sex. There’s a chance Julie caught an STD. She might have gotten pregnant. Chances are she’s fine, but these are things she needs to check before she has sex again. Insist that she show you test results before you let her back into bed. Trust is hard to build and easy to destroy. Julie needs to earn your trust back.”