Girl Put Your Records On

Wes Beckman had a garage In Campbelltown and had spent the morning working on a brake job. He had gone to Jerseyville to get a part, and he stopped at the McDonalds to have lunch.

He looked something like the Shane Walsh character from The Walking Dead, except a little thinner and little younger looking. He had dark curly hair and was handsome like the cable TV. character.

It was about one o’clock in the afternoon and there weren’t too many people in the restaurant.

As he stepped up to the counter he saw a young girl standing with her back to him, she had shoulder length dark brown hair. Wes looked at her sharply, the girl was about five seven and she had a shapely curvy ass that looked like it was molded into hip hugger jeans. A little dark haired hottie! Then he looked away, when he looked back she had turned her head around and was looking at him. Wes looked away and then looked back, the girl had turned her head back around quickly and her hair swished sideways.

The young girl was looking upwards and shaking her head, then he heard her drum her fingers on the counter.

She got her order and began to walk away.

“Hi hot stuff,” Wes said to the girl.

Her eyes snapped at that and she giggled a little at that as she walked by.

The girl went and sat down next to another young girl, Wes could hear them talking but not very well.

“Who were you talking to up there?”

“I don’t know,” the girl who had been at the counter said vaguely, “anyway I wasn’t talking.”

She started eating, then said, “He was like coming on to me and stuff.”

“Really?” the other girl said in a surprised voice.

“What did he look like?” the girl who had been sitting asked eagerly.

“God he was hot!” the counter girl replied, then sighed and looked around, “Wow I’m totally spaced out.”

“Tamara! You’re kidding!”

“No I’m not,” Tamara replied.

“Sonavabitch!” the other girl exclaimed and looked around at Wes.

“Wow!” the other girl said.

Wes was getting really turned on by what was happening to him, he had sat down but was having trouble concentrating on his lunch.

“Why don’t you fucking go over there?” the first girl said.

“Amber, will you stop?” Tamara said.

“Go on,” Amber said.

Tamara said, “I’m like totally zoned out, I can’t get up right now, will you stop.”

Amber said, “Oh alright.”

“Okay,” Tamara said with a spacy look.

The girls ate quickly and left, Wes watched them leave and then Tamara get behind the wheel of a car.

Tamara pretty mouth made a circle as they pulled out, “Wow, would I like to fuck him!” Tamara exclaimed.

“Go for it,” Amber replied.

“This guy is like a lot older than I am,” Tamara said.

“Do you know who he is?” Amber asked.

Tamara said, “No, I don’t think I ever saw him before.”




2.



It was late November and Wes was going into the Campbelltown gym for a high school basketball game, it was a small gym built back in the 1950’s. As he looked at the cheerleaders out on the court, one of them looked like the same brunette girl that he had seen two or three weeks earlier.

He’d gotten there late, a little before halftime.

The cheerleader girls were all pretty, but the dark haired girl stood out for him, she was really built, with a nice chest and legs, and extremely pretty.

As he was leaving after the game, was he hoping to run into the girl, he didn’t know.

Then it happened, the same two girls he had seen before, together and this time the cheerleader was in street clothes.

They were standing in front of a set of glass doors that led into the school.

“Hi girls!” he said to them.

“Hi,” they replied making small noises and a couple of giggles.

The dark haired girl said, “I’m Tamara, Tamara Jackson.”

“Wes Beckman.”

“Good team this year?” Wes said.

“Pretty good,” Tamara said, “probably not as good as last year.”

Wes was getting uncomfortable, he said, “Nice to meet you girls,” and went for the door.

As he went past them Amber said, “Hey Wes, Tamara said she wanted to fuck you.”

Amber laughed.

“Amber!” Tamara said with an exasperated tone, “for Christ’s sake!”

Amber said, “That’s what she said.”

Tamara said, “Come on lets go.”

And the girls took off before Wes could say anything.

Again he felt a strong sense of desire, it seemed like sex hung in the air.



3.



Wes was sitting in a combination gas station convenience store about ten days later drinking a soda.

“Hey Wes, what’s goin on?” a voice said.

“Working on a break job,” Wes said.

“Mind if I sit down,” Jim asked.

Jim was a heavy set blond guy, about ten years older than Wes, which made him forty five.

Jim sat down with his coffee cup, Wes waited a few seconds then said, “Do you know Tamara Jackson?”

“I know of her why?” Jim replied, “she’s a little hottie I know that!”

“I’ve run into her a couple of times,” Wes said, “one time was in the MacDonalds in Jerseyville.”

Jim smiled broadly, “Have you banged her, I’m impressed.”

“No, I haven’t, I was just asking about her,” Wes replied.

Jim said, “She’s about my niece’s age, they’re in the same class, shit she’s a hottie, if you fuck her, I want to hear about it, okay?”

“Yeah,” Wes said, then looked around to see if anyone was overhearing.

“That little cunt is built like a five thousand dollar a night whore, I’d love to fuck her,” Jim retorted.

Jim smiled broadly at the thought of sex with the cute young girl.

“How old is she,” Wes asked, “I don’t want her daddy calling the po lice, she’s got to be at least 16 though, I’ve seen her drive a car.”

“Well my niece is 17, so I guess Tamara is 17 too,” Jim said, “they’re seniors in high school.”

“Okay,” Wes replied, somewhat disappointedly, then he asked, “they’re from here in Campbelltown then?”

Jim was only telling him what he already knew from seeing the girl at the ballgame.

“Fuck yeah, hey don’t worry dude, there’s always next year,” Jim said and then laughed broadly.

“Yeah,” Wes retorted.

Jim finished his coffee and stood up, “But look man, if you do manage to get a piece of that fine young tail, I want to hear all about it.”

“Right,” Was said smiling up at Jim.





4.



Wes sat in the newly rebuilt McDonalds, eating a Big Mac, this where he had seen the hot Tamara before.