I met Jaden the summer I graduated from university. He and I were both throwin’ weights around in the local Y one morning and got to chatting. That first chat led to many more and eventually Jaden asked me out. I was delighted and readily accepted.
Our first few dates went really well, as Jaden and I got along like a house on fire. Although he could be a little shy in moments, he was easy to talk to, made me laugh and was really attentive. Being with him made me feel pretty (Oh so pretty…), happy and comfortable – maybe too comfortable.
One night, Jaden and I headed to the drive-in, for a movie and a little ‘backseat’ action. If memory serves me correctly it was our fifth date, and up until then we hadn’t gone beyond heavy petting during our make out sessions. So, needless to say, I was chomping at the bit to see what he was working with.
After getting some popcorn, drinks and a few other treats from the concession stand, and finding a parking spot close to the back of the huge lot, Jaden and I huddled together in the backseat of his car, both playing like we were more interested in the movie (the name of which I can’t remember) than ripping each others clothes off, as we nibbled on our popcorn. After about fifteen minutes of pretending I couldn’t take it any longer. I started the action by hitting him hard with a deep kiss. Well, that was all the ‘help’ Jaden needed.
People, the popcorn was unceremoniously tossed to one side and Jaden peeled off what little clothes I had on (it was hot as hell that day) in seconds. Next, he started to shuck his pants, and that’s when it happened. When I saw Jaden’s erect member, I was so excited. It was perfect, just enough length and girth for my liking. His dick was absolutely beautiful and I wanted to let him know, so I said (Please note that hives are rising on my skin as I write this – to this day I still can’t believe I was so stupid)…
‘Oh my God. Your dick is so cute!’
As soon as I heard the words come out of my mouth I knew I was in trouble.
Can you guess what happened next y’all? A sheepish look swept across Jaden’s face, all the action stopped and his perfect penis started shrinking – to my complete and utter dismay.
‘Did you just call my dick CUTE, as in SMALL children and puppies?’ He looked so hurt.
Nooooo. This can’t be happening. Fix this you stupid cow. ‘Oh God, Jaden, I didn’t mean it like that. You have an amazing dick and…’
‘You sure about that Skye? Cute and amazing don’t sound the same to me,’ Jaden said, as he pulled up his pants and fastened his belt. Next, he slid over to the far side of the backseat and put the popcorn between us. ‘Let’s just watch the movie.’
You are a fuckin’ moron. Where the hell did cute come from? Who calls a man’s dick cute? ‘Jaden, I’m sorry, I didn—‘
But Jaden wasn’t having my apology. ‘Like I said, let’s just watch the movie,’ he said quietly, without turning to look at me.
Way to go stupid. You’ve singlehandedly ruined what was about to be an amazing evening. I got back into my clothes, and the two of us watched (well, maybe he watched. I sat there silently cursing myself for talking my way out some hot backseat action) the movie in complete silence.
Though I made more than a few attempts to apologize for what I’d said, Jaden and I never went out again. In fact, within a few weeks of that fateful night he stopped taking my calls and I didn’t see him at the gym anymore.
Fast forward ten years to a 30-something Skye bopping through the mall last week. As I rounded the corner on the way to my favourite store I almost collided with Jaden. When our eyes met, a pained look flashed across his face. Great. He obviously hadn’t forgotten our last night together. Holy awkward Batman. We stood there, like two statues frozen in time, until he broke the tense silence. ‘Hi Skye, it’s been a long time.’
Say something nice girl. You owe him. ‘Yeah, but the years have been good to you. You’re looking real good.’
‘Uh…thanks.’ Jaden gave me a half-hearted smile and then checked his watch. ‘I should get going. I have an appointment to get to.’
‘Cool. It was nice seeing you.’
Jaden nodded and then stepped around me. ‘Later, Skye,’ he said, with a finality that let me know he hoped it was the last time he’d ever have to say my name.
As for me, I’m praying he gets his wish, because one day (and if there is a God it will happen) I’d like to forget my greatest mistake.












2 Comments
Comment by vlb — November 24, 2009 @ 9:13 pm
Skye, you got me SMDH over here.
Poor Jaden. You’ve scarred that man for life.
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Comment by WhenWillHarryMeetSally — November 27, 2009 @ 11:02 pm
I can understand the man’s reaction. Confidence only goes so far before the woman’s opinion starts to matter–many of us think highly of ourselves, but we do like assurance that you think highly of us, too. That said, I don’t think it’s something you can beat yourself up over. It was a simple poor choice of words in an unrehearsed moment. My attention is actually more drawn to the fact that you feel so bad about it. I think it’s a classy reaction to what happened. A girl would have projected and called the guy a wuss for taking it so hard. But you’re not a girl, you’re a woman, and you know that when it comes to one-on-one these things matter. The guys going forward will appreciate your class.
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