“Eat my pussy?” she asked as if it was nothing saying those words to him.
“Or kiss your ass,” he said, making them both laugh.
As they toweled off, they kept looking at each other and smiling matching grins.
“Shouldn’t this feel really wrong?” she asked.
“I was just thinking that!” he said. “But it doesn’t, does it?”
“I mean, it does feel weird in a way.”
“Like we shouldn’t be doing it,” he offered, completing her thought.
“Yeah, but it doesn’t feel really wrong.”
“It does feel a little wrong,” he admitted. “But wrong in a fun way.”
“Like a secret.”
“Yeah!” he smiled, happy that she had explained it perfectly.
Bundling up their towels, they agreed it would be best to wash them, including the towels they had used to clean Mom’s chair. “Don’t forget to dry these and put them away,” she admonished him. “Otherwise Mom will think you had a girl over while they were gone.”
“I sort of did,” he grinned.
“Are you going to tell Suzanne about this?”
“Fuck no!” he said without hesitating before looking a little sad. “I’m not really sure we’re still a thing. I’m hoping we are, but I don’t know for sure.”
“Long-distance relationships suck,” she said.
“We still talk and stuff, but she hasn’t written back in a while and she used to send me a letter every week.”
“She could just be busy with school.”
“Yeah, maybe,” he said, not waiting to focus on that.
“Besides, you’ll meet someone else.”
Lingering in the kitchen, they snacked on veggies from the fridge and talked about his love life. Mom always made sure the house had lots of fruit and cut-up veggies. Austin complained about the girls at the community college he attended. Most of them he knew from high school and he wasn’t that interested in them. Robin said he just needed to wait until he went to the university. It was one of the most supportive conversations she had ever had with him. He wondered if hanging out naked had something to do with that.
While they talked, especially when they were talking about how things might be over between him and Suzanne, his cock had fallen limp. Robin gazed at his limp prick and asked, “Are you going to get hard again?”
“I want to,” he said, glancing at the clock. Remarkably, they had talked and visited for a long time and blown clear past his two-hour schedule. “I wanted to try doing it every two hours. Guess I messed that up.”
“But you still want to do it, right?”
“Yeah,” he assured her, touching his cock and balls while staring at her nudity for inspiration.
“Wait,” she said, pushing his hands away. “I want to do something, but you can’t ever tell that I did it.”
“I won’t,” he said, finding it funny how she was still worried about anyone knowing about their day. Who would he ever tell?
To his surprise, she dropped to her knees, right on the kitchen floor, and pulled his soft prick between her lips. While caressing his balls, she started sucking on his cock as if it was a really big nipple. Her wet, warm mouth felt incredible and he couldn’t remain soft for long. Within moments, his cock transitioned from being at rest to being fully erect. She bobbed her head up and down his hard shaft for another moment before pulling away to admire her handiwork.
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