Author's Note:
Someone asked how did "Dean" redeem himself and end up with "Rachel". "Dean" joined the Marines right out of high school and is currently deployed in Afghanistan.
Sorry this next story is so long, but there's a lot of little details. I hope you enjoy. And no more begging for reviews. Just stories. I promise.
It was mid-June and Sam was getting ready to graduate from high school. He'd gotten a part-time job at the local retail pharmacy in hopes of saving enough money for college in the fall. His father was not happy about his decision to continue his education and had told him he would not contribute financially. But Sam was determined to take a different path than his father and his brother. He was going to do whatever it took to get to Stanford in the fall.
Working at the pharmacy wasn't so bad. He had to deal with old people constantly. If he had a dollar for every time one of them said "you remind me of my grandson" he'd have four years tuition in the bank.
There was only one other person his age who worked in the pharmacy. She was graduating in a few days as well, but from a different high school. Her name was Suzy. She had a huge crush on Sam. He knew it. Hell everyone in the pharmacy knew it. Unfortunately Sam didn't feel the same about her. Whenever anyone asked about her, he'd always reply "Suzy is a nice girl" – and we all know what that means… good personality but not very attractive.
One day at work Suzy handed him an envelope.
"What's this?" Sam said as he opened it.
"It's an invitation to my graduation party. I checked the schedule and you're off that day. I hope you'll come." She said with a warm smile.
"Yeah sure" Sam replied, even though he knew he wouldn't.
Everyone at work, including Sam chipped in to buy Suzy a very nice graduation gift. He figured that he'd done his part and could skip the party. However his co-workers felt differently. He resigned himself to the fact that he had to make some sort of appearance at the party, even if it was just five minutes to drop off her present.
The day of the party Sam was in his bedroom getting high. He smoked quite often back then. It was the only way he could stay sane with his family's unusual life style. Wearing his favorite tie-dyed tee shirt he sat in his bean bag chair listening to the calming music of the Dave Matthews Band.
Had it been a normal high school party, it wouldn't have been such a big deal. That wasn't the case. Suzy lived in the most affluent neighborhood in the area. It was the kind of neighborhood that did not welcome people like the Winchesters.
"When's this party?" Dean asked as he came into Sam's bedroom, waving his hands in front of him to clear the smoke from the air. "Oh my God Sam" Dean covered his mouth with his sleeve and coughed.
"I guess I should get ready" Sam replied as he stared up at his lava lamp. Those things were so Goddamn cool when you were stoned.
Sam took a long shower then got dressed. He was in the bathroom putting drops of Visine in his eyes. He didn't want them to be too bloodshot.
Dean came to the bathroom door "Are you ready yet?" He asked.
"Almost" Sam replied as he leaned closer to the mirror checking his eyes.
"Sam, you're not wearing that to the party are you?" Dean asked as he noticed his brother's attire.
"What's wrong with my shirt?" Sam asked as he looked down at the white Cypress Hill logo. He studied his shirt intently for several minutes.
Dean lost his patience. "Come on already. I'm not your personal taxi. I have stuff to do today."
Dean gave him a ride to her house. The neighborhood was even nicer than Sam had thought. The houses were huge all with professionally manicured lawns. The street was lined with high end cars. They slowed down in front of a gigantic home. There was a huge banner on the front lawn that read "Congratulations Suzy" and balloons galore.
"This must be the place" Dean said.
"Must be" Sam replied as he got out of the Impala carrying a small pink gift bag. He walked up the steep steps to the small mansion on the hill.
Suzy answered the door "I'm so happy you came!" she squealed with delight. She grabbed his hand and for the next hour she introduced him to everyone at the party. Her parents, her grandparents, aunts, uncles, cousins, neighbors and all her friends from school. Sam had never met so many people at once, and they all said the same thing. "Oh, so THIS is Sam". Apparently Suzy's entire family was aware of her crush on him. He tried hard not to make eye contact. He didn't want anyone to know how high he was.
Suzy took Sam out to the huge bi-level deck at the back of the house. There was more food than he'd ever seen in his life. He filled two plates with food (munchies) and sat down at one of the tables to eat. Suzy excused herself for a minute, since her mom mentioned something about her ignoring her other guests.
Sam was sitting there listening to the random conversations at the table when a hot middle aged woman came over to him.
"Are you Sam?" She asked leaning over the table. She was wearing a very low cut shirt and his eyes went right to her cleavage. He caught himself staring probably not fast enough as his reaction time was a bit impaired. He did manage to bring his gaze back to her face. "Yes, I'm Sam"
"I'm Suzy's Aunt Suzy" She said extending her hand. "It's so nice to finally meet you. She's told us so much about you"
"It's nice to meet you too" Sam shook her hand as he wondered what the hell was up with Suzy telling EVERYONE about him.
"If you have a minute, I could use your help" Aunt Suzy said smiling.
"Sure" Sam shrugged and got up from his seat.
Aunt Suzy had her own catering business and had provided all the food for the party. She asked Sam to help her carry some additional food that was still in her van up to the house. Sam followed her down the steep driveway to the piece of crap white cargo van parked in the middle of the driveway. Sam raised his eyebrow when he saw it. For someone with their own business, she should invest in something a little better.
She opened the back doors of the van and climbed inside handing Sam two large trays. Aunt Suzy grabbed a bag of rolls and a bag of napkins. Sam followed her back up the party.
When she was finished putting out the additional refreshments she suddenly said "Oh wait, I forgot something. Sam, would you mind helping me with one last thing?"
"Sure" Sam shrugged.
He followed her back down to the van, where they stopped a minute as the last car in the driveway was backing out into the street. Aunt Suzy waved to the guests as they drove away. She opened the doors to the van. "I think it's back there" she pointed to a cardboard box sitting between the bucket seats. Sam climbed into the van, crawling across the floor to get the box. He grabbed it and turned around and was surprised to see Aunt Suzy in the back of the van with him. His surprise turned to shock as she shut the doors behind her. He blinked twice, not sure what to think.
"You're eighteen, right?" Aunt Suzy said as tore off her shirt. Sam stared at her ample breasts as they popped out of her bra.
"Right?" She asked as she paused uncertainly
"Yeah" Sam replied still staring.
Aunt Suzy shoved her tongue down his throat and grabbed the crotch of his shorts.
Sam kissed her back and squeezed her large breasts. He couldn't believe this was happening. Stuff like this only happened on TV. Never in real life. And sure as hell never to him. (And if you knew "Sam" you'd agree 200%)
Aunt Suzy pushed him down on his back and pulled his shorts down to his knees. She quickly stripped herself as well. Sam watched in a daze as she straddled over him fingering herself with one hand and stimulating him with the other. The whole time he was in disbelief. I can't believe this is actually happening. Oh my God. Oh my fucking God. Dean isn't going to believe me when I tell him. He's going to say I was so high I imagined it. Oh fuck Dean. Holy Shit. This is awesome. This is fucking awesome.
"You're not a virgin are you?" Aunt Suzy asked.
"NO" Sam replied.
"Good" She replied as she descended on his erection shoving her wet fingers in his mouth.
Aunt Suzy rode him hard. Still in complete amazement that this was actually happening he just laid there, letting her do whatever she wanted. "You're making me cum, Sam" She said in the sexiest voice he'd ever heard and was just about to cum himself when the van jolted.
"What the hell?" Aunt Suzy stopped, looking up and out the windshield. "FUCK!" was all she could say. The van was rolling down the driveway. Aunt Suzy laid flat against Sam as the van collided with one of the cars parked on the street.
It rolled less than twenty feet at about 5 miles per hour. So it wasn't that severe of an impact. However, the back doors of the van were up against the parked car so they wouldn't open. Aunt Suzy and Sam frantically got dressed.
Sam climbed out of the van from the passenger side door while Aunt Suzy came out the driver's side door. Several of the guests at the party (and several of the neighbors) heard the crash and came outside to see what happened. Sam and Aunt Suzy found themselves in a very uncomfortable place when they faced the crowd before them.
"Aunt Suzy, what happened?" Suzy said as she rushed over to them. "Are you alright?"
Sam relaxed momentarily as he thought no one would figure out what they were doing. He didn't count on one of the cousins pointing to his groin and mentioning loudly to another cousin that it looked like he had a hard on. At closer inspection, Suzy's mother realized that Aunt Suzy's shirt was on inside out as well.
Yeah. They were busted. Doing it in the catering van.
Author's note: In my opinion that walk of shame was just average. However keep reading because it just gets better.
Aunt Suzy's van had hit her cousin's brand new Porshe Boxster. Aunt Suzy and the cousin got into a heated argument and started throwing punches right there in the street. Sam found out that hard way that no one really liked Aunt Suzy. She was the black sheep of the family.
As a result of the accident and the domestic disturbance, one of the neighbors called the police. Sam's jaw dropped when FOUR police cars came down the street. Apparently the residents of the Main Line contributed generously to the FOP.
He almost shit himself when one of the officers wanted to interview him since he was one of the parties involved in the accident. There's nothing like having a conversation with a police officer when you're blazed.
Finally after what seemed like an eternity. The officer let Sam off the hook and he slunk away hiding in the crowd that was now blocking the street.
Sam didn't say a word about this to ANYONE. Not even Dean. He figured no one would believe him.
BUT THEN:
About a week later Aunt Suzy came into the pharmacy. Sam cringed when he saw her, but he was at work and so he acted as professionally as he could. They talked briefly but awkwardly while Aunt Suzy paid for her medication. As Sam was handing her the receipt, she pulled a crumpled piece of paper out of her pocket book and put in on the counter. "You owe me half" She said.
"What? Sam said as he looked at the $6000.00 repair bill for the damage to the Porshe. He was speechless.
Then Aunt Suzy leaned over the counter motioning for him to come closer. Still in shock over the fact that she expected him to fork over three grand for the damage to the Porshe, he just stared at her. She motioned again and he leaned over toward her.
"Sam, I don't want to scare you, but I think you should get checked out." She whispered in his ear.
Sam felt sick to his stomach as he realized what the prescription was for.
Sam redefined walk of shame as he discreetly tried to fill the prescription for his STD at his place of employment.
At this point he still didn't say a word to anyone.
A few days later Dean found the prescription bottle in his dresser drawer.
"Are you sick?" He asked his brother. Sam sighed and spilled the entire story.
Dean laughed and laughed.
Sam grimaced in anger. "It's NOT funny, Dean"
Dean wiped the tears from his eyes. "How could you not have a condom? You work at a pharmacy for God's sake"
Sam hung head. "I had two of them in my wallet"
His wallet was in his pocket the whole time.
Another priceless Sam Winchester moment.
Now I have to commend "Sam" and "Dean" for keeping this secret for several years. It wasn't until we were juniors in college that this story was finally shared. During a party there was a cut throat game of "I Never" going down. Of course, someone said "I never was in a car accident while having sex" - which actually applied to another friend of ours - But when "Sam" drank too - we were all like "Huh? When did that happen?"
While Dean could not verify the actual events that took place in the van that day. He did see the the prescription bottle and the invoice from the body shop. Sam did give Aunt Suzy $200 toward the her deductible - he's a better person than I am that's for sure.
Hope you enjoyed. Much more to come.
