Anything for an A

[SecretEpiphany]

Josh guided her hand between her legs and moved her fingers.

She sucked in a sharp breath. She was no stranger to touching herself, but she’d never done it with another person. Her fingers dipped into her hot cream, smearing it around as he pulled on her nipples. It only took a minute for her breathing to get choppy.

"There's no right answer Nora," Josh said as he kissed her forehead, "How you feel is how you feel. So I get you wet. What about me gets you wet? Is it what I do? How I look? Is it what you want to do to me, or maybe what you want me to do to you? Tell me what you want me to do to you right now. Tell me. Tell me a fantasy. A position you want to try, a location you want to try it in. Let what you want to do with me right now lead into a fantasy. Paint me a word picture of what we do together. Can you do that?"

Could she? It was all in her head, but saying it out loud was different—it was hard. She’d never been much of a talker, especially about private things. Sex was private.

Josh pinched her nipple and twisted it a bit and then said, "Chances are, what gets you wet will get me hard. So take a chance."

The attention he was giving to her nipples was what was getting her wet right now. All four of her fingers were coated in her juices.

“I love the way you touch me,” she whispered, barely able to hear her own voice. “The way your skin feels against mine. The way your hands feel on my body. I’ve… I’ve touched my breasts by myself, but it’s not the same. Like right now, every time you pull hard on my nipples, I can feel a little hot gush on my fingers.”

She hesitated, summoning courage to keep talking. “I’ve never… I’ve never been wet like I have tonight. Not this much, not for this long. Before tonight I’d never… I’d never had an orgasm with another person. You make me feel so good, Josh… And when you put your fingers inside me… It was… It made… I’ve never felt like it… It was like I lost control of my body, of myself… the way that felt was better than any fantasy I’d ever imagined.”

She felt like she was baring her soul and she was terrified that he would make light of it. She shouldn’t have said all that. She should have just described one of the stories from one of her erotic anthologies. She buried her face against his arm.

 

[Josheb]

When she finsihed talking Josh pulled Nora up to him and kissed her, his tongue exploring her, trying to plumb the depths of her mouth as his hands moved to her hips and pulled her on top of him. Once he felt her wetness and heat on the little patch of land above his cock he moved his left hand, his two fingers moving inside her as his thumb felt around for her clit. Had it retreated already? If it had he'd have it back out again, and if it hadn't his thumb would find it. Josh's right hand moved back to Nora's breast, working the nipple, pinching and tugging on it. If it made her feel good before then he'd make her feel great now. Then his fingers found her G-spot and Josh grinned through his kiss.

He pushed Nora up with his right hand so she was now sitting on his left hand. His finger moved back to her breasts, working on the other nipple and he smiled up at her.

"Thank you for sharing with me Nora, now I want to share something with you. My fingers are on your clit," he pressed down with his thumb, "and your G-spot," he pressed up with his fingers. "I want you to rock back and forth on my hands and bring yourself to orgasm. Would you like to try that?"

 

[SecretEpiphany]

She started rocking. Honestly, she’d try most anything he wanted, especially if it was going to lead to another orgasm because after all the attention he’d given her breasts and the teasing she’d given her clit, she needed it.

It seemed so crazy to even think that. She’d come three times tonight, yet she needed another orgasm. Oh well…

His fingers inside her felt good. He was rubbing the right spot, but it wasn’t with the same pressure and angle as before. It was just enough to taunt her, to leave her desperate for more. His thumb on her clit was in just the right spot and with every forward motion she made she let out a a gasping, “ohhh…” And every time she leaned back, she could feel his cock brush against her butt cheek.

She pressed her palms against his chest and threw her head back. Her hair tickled the small of her back as she rocked faster and lightly raked her fingernails over his pecs and nipples.

 

[Josheb]

Watching Nora rock and writhe was turning Josh on even more. he felt his cock growing each time she rocked back, the breast he wasn't playing with was jumping and jostling around. The world was really close to perfect right now. Except his cock wasn't inside her. And his hand was getting tired. This was a really creative idea, but it wasn't working out.

When Nora leaned forward and started to rock Josh reached around his back with his free hand, pulled her close to him and rolled them over so Nora was on her back.

And her ass was crushing his cockhead.

"Up! Up! Up!" Josh shouted as he jumped up to all fours, Nora lifting her hips enough for him to get his dick out from under her and then he dropped onto his side. He was breathing heavy and slow. "Ow, ow, ow." Josh rolled onto his back. He let out a long breath.

"That really hurt. Hwooo." He turned his head toward Nora and chuckled. "You know, that would have worked pretty well if I was inside you instead of below you."

 

[SecretEpiphany]

She bit her lip and winced in sympathy pain. “I’m sorry.”

She brushed the hair back from his forehead. She would reach for his cock, but she wasn’t sure this was a situation where rubbing it would make it all better.

“You know, we could just take a quick shower, get dressed, and run to the 24 hour pharmacy a couple miles away to get some condoms. Then you could be inside me.”

 

[Josheb]

“You know, we could just take a quick shower, get dressed, and run to the 24 hour pharmacy a couple miles away to get some condoms. Then you could be inside me.”

Josh grinned and half laughed. He reached over and ran his fingers through Nora's hair. "You're brilliant. That's a great idea. And you've got great tits. Beauty and brains." He slipped his hand down her body and squeezed her breast again. "Hmmmm, the only problem is," he sighed, "I don't think I can let you go without another orgasm."

Josh rolled up onto his hands and knees and bounded over to Nora's legs, pushing one to the side and dropped down to his elbows. Josh shifted his weight to three points and reached under him, holding his cock against his body as he laid down. When he was laying back down he looked up at Nora and grinned.

"All safe. Now you're going to take your orgasm and like it young lady." He lowered his head to her snatch and inhaled deeply. "Mmmm, smells good. Let's eat!"

Josh leaned down, putting the length of his tongue against his chin and took one long lap up along her slit. Then he made his tongue into a point and he traced up between her inner and outer labia on her left then on her right. He bent down to her clitoris and traced it with his tongue, making circles around her bud for a moment as he moved his fingers in and spread her with his right hand and pressed two fingers into her with his right. Josh was writing the alphabet, letter by letter on her clit with the tip of his tongue as he took a minute to find her G-spot. Then he went to town, curving his fingers and running them in and out of Nora quickly, always rubbing up against her G-spot with each thrust. He had to shift his weight to his other elbow to pull it off, and his alphabet stopped at the letter 'T' and went into a repeat cycle, he could only do so many things at a time.

At no point did Josh realize that somewhere here he'd crossed the threshold. He'd completely forgotten about his life and was just lost in this hallway, on this floor with this girl who he'd never said three words to before this week. He was happy.

He'd also forgotten about the seech he had to give in Rhetoric class that he had been planning on putting the final polish on tonight after rehearsal.

 

[SecretEpiphany]

“Now you're going to take your orgasm and like it, young lady."

And she did like it. He was doing that thing with his fingers again—that thing that made her crazy. She laid her head back on the floor and just let the sensations wash over her. Soon she was moaning, then all out groaning as her hips bucked involuntarily against his hand and mouth. She couldn’t help it. She could barely even breathe.

Her world was spinning, spinning, spinning… And when the soul deep orgasm hit her, she let out a little scream and spasmed on the floor.

She gradually floated back to reality, but she didn’t want to move. She felt completely and utterly relaxed. “Oh my god,” she moaned and opened her eyes with effort. “It’s a good thing it’s the middle of the night because if you were to do that to me in the morning, I wouldn’t have the energy to get to class.”

She pushed herself into sitting position and reached for him. After the intensity of that, she just needed…contact, to be held or cuddled or something…

 

[Josheb]

Nora's hips started to buck and Josh held her down with his free hand, switching his capital 'T' treatment to a straight suction, his lips wrapped around her clitoris, never missing a beat with his fingers working her G-spot. He kept licking and sucking her, his fingers moving in and out as she came, working her down from the orgasm, not wanting to stop stimulating her until she was finished.

Eventually she stopped writhing and Josh grinned, bending to her twat he licked and lapped up her uices, enjoying her sweet nectar. When he was finished he leaned forward and laid his hands on her belly, his chin on his hands, looking up at Nora. She was definitely sexy. He could get used to being with a girl like this. Too bad she was just using him for wild sex. Which he was aptly supplying.

He was rubbing her belly gently when She woke with a bit of a start.

“Oh my god.”

Josh grinned. It was nice to know he still had the touch.

“It’s a good thing it’s the middle of the night because if you were to do that to me in the morning, I wouldn’t have the energy to get to class.”

Josh snorted. When she reached for him Josh slowly got up to his hands and knees and crawled over to her. He kissed her nose and then dropped down onto his side, pulling her ontop of him as he rolled over onto his back and laying her head on his chest. He felt her breasts and body pressed against him. He sighed contentedly, rubbing his hand up and down her back.

"You know that can be arranged. You taste delicious so if you want I can see to it that you fail all your classes. But I can't fail mine, so as long as you get that paper written we're good."

He pulled her tighter against him. "You feel fantastic Nora, I could stay here with you forever." Josh kissed the top of Nora's head. "Mind you, a bed would be better for sleeping, but I'd rather have you then a mattress every day of the week."

 

[SecretEpiphany]

“But I can't fail mine, so as long as you get that paper written we're good."

The paper.

She was so stupid. Stupid, stupid, stupid. She tensed in his arms, but he just hugged her tighter.

"You feel fantastic Nora, I could stay here with you forever." He kissed the top of her head and she swallowed hard, determined not to release the hot rush of tears that suddenly choked her.

He was still talking. "Mind you, a bed would be better for sleeping, but I'd rather have you than a mattress every day of the week."

She was so glad he couldn’t see her face. She lay still, in his arms, and forced her emotions down. Somehow, in all the rolling around on the floor, in all the kissing and touching and orgasms, she’d forgotten why he was really here. So stupid…

He didn’t want to stay here with her forever. He didn’t want her more than he wanted a mattress. He wanted a paper. And all this was… payment.

How truly fucked up was that? How truly fucked up was she? She didn’t even use the word fuck, even in her head. God this was a mess. She didn’t know how to separate her emotions from sex. She’d imagined that she would just write the paper and have a little fun and come out of it all a little more worldly and experienced, but now her emotions were all tied up in this. And they hadn’t even had full blown sex yet.

She needed some space. She had to think about this. She had to figure out what to do.

“What time do you have to be in class tomorrow?” She asked. Maybe if she reminded him about school in the morning and emphasized that she had to get up really early, he’d just decide to go.

Then she could make a plan for what to do, for how to keep her emotional distance from him. Because if she didn't figure something out, he was going to get a paper and she was going to get a shattered heart. And that didn't seem like a fair trade.

 

[Josheb]

“What time do you have to be in class tomorrow?” She asked.

Josh blinked, his hand coming to a stop on her back. He'd forgotten about the speech for rhetoric class. He brought up his wrist and looked at his watch. It was between nine and ten. Josh breathed a sigh of relief.

"Don't worry about that, normally I'd still be in rehearsal right now, I've got some time." He reached his hand down and squeezed her ass. "Now I do believe in your brilliance you said something about a shower and buying some condoms? As much as I'd love to fuck you slow and hard up against the shower wall with steaming water pounding down on us," he paused as he felt his cock twitch, trobbing against Nora's inner thigh and he was certain he left a streak of precum, "Until we get some condoms, I'll settle for getting to run my soapy hands all over your private parts, getting you all nice and clean. I'll even let you do the same to me, though if you're not careful that stick of dynamite down there might go off in your hand."

Josh moved both hands down to Nora's ass cheeks and started squeezing them, one after the other.

"How does that sound? A nice dirty shower?"

 

[SecretEpiphany]

His hands on her ass felt good, even though she didn’t want it to. She didn’t want to want to take a shower with him. But that didn’t stop her body from reacting to his touch.

She didn’t know what to say, didn’t know how to handle this. It was her own fault. She agreed to the whole situation. But damn it, she couldn’t listen to a guy tell her she was beautiful and sexy and that he wanted to be with her and not believe it a little. She couldn’t let a guy touch her and kiss her and finger her and not start to feel something beyond the physical reaction. She just wasn’t wired that way.

And she liked Josh. She probably shouldn’t. He was a typical popular, everybody’s pal kind of guy. The kind of guy who never looked twice at her. The kind of guy who hung out with the guys who made fun of her even if he didn't make fun of her himself. And for all she knew, he'd done that too.

Socially, he was out of her league. He was into acting and singing, which was fine, but those were hobbies. She wrote poetry and did pencil drawings but she had enough sense not to expect to make a living at doing either. School was preparing her for a career, but he was trading sex for grades.

Not that she could judge him on that. She was trading grades for sex.

Despite all that, she did like him. She found his body incredibly sexy--the lines of lean muscle, the size of his hands, the silkiness of his hair. His face was handsome--not perfect, but handsome, and she felt a little flitter in her stomach when he grinned or winked at her. And when he used his deep voice it gave her shivers. But it wasn't just physical, she wanted to know him, to understand him. She could tell he had a sensitive side and a funny side. She wanted to see more of that.

But this wasn't a date, and he wasn't here so they could get to know each other in any way other than in a Biblical sense. She never should have agreed to this.

But she couldn’t very well call it off at this point… Could she? That didn’t seem right since he’d already…paid for part of the paper. What had he said when he got here? That this was a down payment?

But she hadn’t asked for a down payment. But she had let him in. Uuugghhh…what a mess.

She took a deep, bracing breath. “Josh, why’d you come here tonight?”

 

[Josheb]

“Josh, why’d you come here tonight?”

Josh's hands on Nora's ass came to a sudden stop, one cheek squeezed and one released, his hand still resting on her ass, easily large enough to cover the cheek. Her tone of voice and her inexperience started one chain of thoughts linking together. He was her second, she was experiencing things she'd never felt before, Nora wasn't the ice queen she pretended to be. At the same time memories flooded back, yelling at the director, quitting the play, storming out and slamming the door behind him. For most actors it would be just another Thursday night, but for Josh it was one of the most dramatic moments of his life.

He breathed in. I came here to get my mind off my troubles. Oh, and by the way, that means you're just a pussy for me to put my cock in. He breathed out. I threw away three months of rehearsal and hard work because your price was a weekend. He breathed in. I needed to beat the shit out of someone or fuck someone. He breathed out. All I knew about you before we started was that you were a brilliant ice queen who was so cold you'd make me fuck you to get a paper. I offered to clean your car, remember?

Josh sighed. How the hell did he handle this? An honest answer would ruin the evening. He wasn't going to lie to her. He didn't want to break Nora's heart. He didn't want to break his own.

Why did you ask for sex for the damn paper? Why couldn't you just...

Stop and go. Make it an acting game. Improv. Change the subject. Every lie should be partially true.

Josh squeezed both cheeks and heaved another sigh. When he released both cheeks he gave her a double swat on the ass.

"I," he breathed out, trying to get the wording just right, "Well, let's just say I had an opening in my schedule. And since you seem to want to take a break we should talk a little business." His left hand moved to her back and caressed up and down it gently. His right hand moved to the back of Nora's head, threading his fingers through her hair and caressing her scalp. "I know I offered a weekend of fulfilling your sexual fantasies, and I have every intent of coming through on that offer, but it really can't be this weekend.

"Despite contrary opinion I'm not quite as stupid as I look. I am on a full scholarship after all. If I was back in high school I would have had this paper done this week, well before it was due. I mean, it's only a 100 level class. If I had a free weekend I could still write the thing itself. But I drastically overcommitted when I got to college and I don't want to back out of anything. So I don't have a free weekend until reading week. Like I said in my email, until then what little free time I have is yours. We can do whatever you want. Anything. And obviously I wouldn't be seeing any other girls while I'm with you."

He paused for a few seconds and then added, "It kills me to ask this, but if you could help with the cost of condoms that'd be great. Not tonight, I'll buy those when we go to the store, and if you don't like regular sex then, ya know, you wouldn't, uh, have to help out with them. But I, yeah. I think you'll like it."

Josh moved his hands, wrapping his arms around her. His voice was quieter, almost a whisper. "That'll be ok, right?"

 

[SecretEpiphany]

Fucking bastard.

Hot rage shot through her and she balled her hands into fists so tight her fingernails dug into her palms.

She was mad at him, but she was furious with herself. And she thought of herself as smart. Smart girls didn’t get into shit like this.

“Business. Yes, you’re absolutely right. We should talk business.” She pulled out of his arms and got to her feet. Her legs felt wobbly.

Why the hell had she worn that skimpy nightie? She grabbed it up, along with the barely there panties and clutched them in front of her—the nightie over her breasts, the panties over her crotch.

“Just give me a minute and we’ll discuss it. Wait here, I’ll be back in a few minutes.”

She didn’t wait for a response, she just darted down the hall and into her bedroom where she grabbed her robe off the floor. Then she scurried across the hall and into the bathroom, where she locked the door behind her and started the shower.

She didn’t look at herself in the mirror. She just couldn’t bring herself to do that. She knew she had to look like a mess—Josh had been running his hands through her hair. Traces of his come were probably still all over her body. She didn’t want to see that. Not while she was in this mood.

She hurried in the shower, scrubbing herself hard with a loofah and shampooing her hair. If only she could wash away the last couple of hours… When she got out, she brushed her teeth—brushed away the taste of him—and towel dried her hair. Then she looked in the mirror because refusing to face herself was cowardly.

She could do this. She could do this just like she had planned from the beginning—well, similar to what she had imagined in the beginning. She had a few minor adjustments in mind. It was a business deal. They were about to lay some ground rules, and she was going to be in charge of that, damn it.

She went into her room and put on an old, faded pair of jeans and a baggy t-shirt that said “World Physics Society Family Reunion—Be the Half Life of the Party.”

She grabbed a notebook off her dresser, opened it to a clean page, picked up a pen and marched down the hall.

“All right. I’m ready to discuss this. Do you want to clean up first, or are you ready to work out the details now?”

 

[Josheb]

“Business. Yes, you’re absolutely right. We should talk business.” She pulled out of his arms and got to her feet.

Josh was a bit surprised. The fact that she was trying to cover herself with her clothes wasn't a good sign. Apparently he'd said the wrong thing.

“Just give me a minute and we’ll discuss it. Wait here, I’ll be back in a few minutes.”

Josh opened his mouth to say something, anything, but nothing came to mind. Well, lots of things came to mind but he didn't know what to say that would fix things. She darted into her room and slammed the door after her. A minute later the door opened and she dashed across the hall, assumedly to the bathroom wearing her robe. He heard the door lock and the water turn on.

"Well that's not good." He sighed and lay back down, crossing his feet at the ankle. He put his hands behind his head and closed his eyes, his cock sticking up in the air. As Josh considered getting dressed he heard the water turn off. "No, you know what, she hired a guy for sex. If she wants a gigolo I think I'll give her one."

She came back with a notebook, pen and unfortunately but predictably dressed.

“All right. I’m ready to discuss this. Do you want to clean up first, or are you ready to work out the details now?”

Josh didn't cover up, or show the slightest sign of embarassment. Instead he raised one of his hands up from behind his head and pointed at his crotch.

"Watch this." Josh contracted his pulman muscle and his cock jumped noticibly. He saw Nora looking at it so he did it again. "Pretty neat huh. Imagine how that would feel if it was buried deep inside you. We can try it tonight if you want."

"Now, what details did you want to work out?"

 

[SecretEpiphany]

It was neat. And wondering what it would feel like inside her was a whole new daydream for killing time in the library, but he was the one who’d brought up business. So damn it, they were going to discuss business.

She looked at her notebook and started to make notes while she talked. “The deal was a 12 page paper for a weekend of anything I want. A weekend is 48 hours. If you can’t give me that all at once, then that’s fine. I’m flexible.”

She shot him a quick glance, then looked back at her paper.

“But if you want the paper by the due date, you’ll give me 48 hours before then. Four hours equals a page. I’ll keep a running total and give you the pages in increments if you want. Now, the next thing to consider is scheduling. Tonight, you just showed up on my doorstep unannounced. From now on, I need advance warning. You’re supposedly doing this because you’re so strapped for time. Well my time is valuable too and I won’t sit around here waiting for you to come by on a whim. And another thing—I decide what we do while you’re here. Whatever I want, remember? So don’t worry about the condoms. Just tell me what brand and size to buy and I’ll get them if I think we're going to need them.”

She looked at him and crossed her arms over her chest. “Anything you want to add?”

 

[Josheb]

He listened to Nora outline her conditions. Josh didn't sigh. He didn't shake his head or even curse. He sat up, rolled onto his hands and knees and stood. He took a few steps over to his pants and picked up his boxers.

As he put one foot through his boxers Josh turned and smiled at Nora. "Well, I had a good time tonight. I'm sorry we couldn't do business." He put his leg through the other leg of his boxers and pulled them up. His cockhead stuck out over the top of the boxers. Josh picked up his jeans and shook them. "This is going to hurt walking home."

 

[SecretEpiphany]

She shrank back in her chair as she felt her face grow flaming hot. She didn’t know what she’d expected him to do, but it wasn’t for him to just…leave. That wasn’t what she wanted because now she had a desperate feeling in the pit of her stomach as she watched him pull his pants up.

“I’m sorry,” she mumbled.

Damn it. The tears were back—right behind her eyes. Don’t cry, don’t cry, don’t cry…

“You don’t know me. I’m not really a hateful bitch. This was just… such a stupid idea.” Her voice was barely a whisper. Tears were leaking out in hot streams down her face. Just when she thought she couldn’t be more humiliated, she broke down and cried in front of him. How pathetic.

She swiped at her eyes with her fingers and stood up. “I should never have agreed to any of this. Just forget the whole thing, okay?”

She backed down the hall toward the sanctuary of her room. “You can just… turn the lock on the knob on your way out.”

Inside her room, out of his sight, she sat in the floor and cradled her face in her hands as her whole body shook. She deserved every bit of this misery—it was what she got for being an idiot.

 

[Josheb]

Just go. Put your pants on, then your shirt, walk out the door and hell, even lock it for her, but go. The bitch is psycho, just go. Go Josh. Walk out the door. Take the hit with the play and disappoint everyone, write the paper yourself this weekend and just go.

Josh sighed. Yeah, right. He tossed his pants on the floor and pushed his boxers back down to the floor. Josh had no idea why he was stripping again but, whatever. He couldn't leave things like this. Not with Nora crying in her room.

He didn't knock. Josh waltzed into the room butt naked and lay down on Nora's bed, facing her. Heh, his cock was even pointing at her face.

"Crying isn't fair. You ditch me," he raised a finger and pointed it at Nora, "for no reason, shower without me; which was just cruel by the way, come back wearing clothes and get hardball on my ass, and when I play a little hardball too, give you a taste of your own medicine you break down and cry?" Josh rolled over on his back, putting his hands behind his head. "Not fair."

Josh's hand reached down to his penis and he wrapped his forefinger and thumb around it, gently stroking the shaft, not even coming close to touching the head. "You know what else isn't fair; I mean besides leaving me with a giant erection, which is just mean, is trying to get 48 hours out of me in the next 8 days. That's when the paper's due, next week Friday. That's what, 6 hours a day? I can't do that. I can't do that in a normal week, let alone tech week for the play. They don't call it hell week for nothing."

Josh sighed. "And the worst part is, you don't trust me. All my free time, which won't be much, admittedly, until reading week and then a full weekend during reading week." He released his cock and leaned back on his side to face her. "In case you're having trouble with the math, Miss I'm-wearing-a-physics-shirt, a weekend plus my spare time is greater than a weekend by itself. So you'd get more than what you asked for, all it would take is you trusting me enough to keep my word.

"The rest of it I'll capitulate to, gladly. I'll email you my schedule, you can pick our next meeting after tomorrow night. You can decide eveything, no worries there. I want to know what your fantasies are. At this point I think it'd take an act of congress for you to even tell me what you want, but I'll do it. You can buy the condoms and whatever other sex toys you want to buy. Regular condoms fit, by the way, though I prefer a larger size if you can find one."

Josh sat up and crossed the room to Nora, kneeling down in front of her. He reached out and caressed her cheek. "I know I'm being an ass right now. I really think we both are. We don't have time to hold each other and cry. As much as it feels like it the world isn't just you and me in this room right now, it isn't. We have responsibilities, like classes tomorrow. I don't really want to leave, especially not like this, but if you tell me to go I will leave. I'll assume there's no deal and I'll write the paper myself this weekend. If you ask me to stay then I'll stay, and the deal is on with the provision that the weekend will be during reading week. We'll do whatever you want for the next hour or so before I have to go. It's your call Nora."

 

[SecretEpiphany]

She wanted him to stay, but not because the “deal was on.” She wanted him to stay because he wanted her, not a paper. Jeeze, he wanted to know her wildest fantasies, well that one was a whopper—and not likely to come true.

She could tell him that he could do something else for the paper. He could sing at her mom’s holiday party. Her mother would absolutely love that. But then she likely wouldn’t see him again until the holiday party. He had to think she was crazy, psycho, bitchy, and who knows what else at this point. Maybe if she left the deal as it was and took whatever free time he had plus a weekend down the road, then over the course of that time, he would get to know her a little. Maybe she could show him she wasn’t crazy. Maybe he’d come out of this whole mess liking her, at least a little.

Rationalizing the whole thing like this, probably just made her that much crazier.

She sighed and shoved her fingers in her still damp hair. “Do you want to take a shower? Together?”

 

[Josheb]

"I thought you decided what we were doing from now on." Josh gave Nora a wink then leaned in and kissed her. It was a deep kiss and as he drank deeper of her he leaned in more, and alittle moore and alittle more. Soon they were laying on the floor, Nora on her back and Josh on top of her, his left hand caressing her cheek and wiping away her tears, his right hand on her breast through her t-shirt, tweaking and pinching her nippe through the cotton fabric. When the kiss broke Josh held Nora's gaze for a moment then winked at her.

"Yes, I want to shower with you."

Josh stood, his cock dangling over Nora's head. He put his hands on his head and wiggled his hips back and forth in a little dance, his hard-on swinging wildly in an elipse. He grinned at her.

"C'mon, the shower awaits and you're drastically overdressed."

 

[SecretEpiphany]

His cock was dancing over her head and he was grinning and the whole situation was ridiculous. Combined with the huge sense of relief she had because he was staying, she started to giggle.

She clamped a hand over her mouth and rolled onto her side, but she couldn’t stop laughing. She reached up and he helped her to her feet. She wiped her eyes again, but this time it was laughter that had caused her eyes to water.

She really needed to stop acting crazy. From sobbing to cracking up in a matter of minutes. This wasn’t helping her create a good impression. But she really couldn’t help it.

Still with a huge grin on her face, she grabbed the hem of her t-shirt. “Overdressed hunh?” She raised it just enough to show an inch of her bare belly. Then a little higher, easing it up until it barely covered her breasts. She hadn’t put on a bra when she’d thrown on her clothes and her nipples made two distinctive points against the cotton hovering in front of them. “I can fix that.”

 

[Josheb]

"Hold on, hold it right there." Josh stepped closer to Nora, bendind at the knee and slightly at the waist until he was eyelevel with her nipples. His hands snaked out to grab her hips as his tonue lept out and he slobbered all over her left niple, soaking the physics shirt with his saliva an then clamping down on it, sucking like crazy to make the shirt stick to it, effectively giving her a wet t-shirt over the nipple and all but revealing it. Without a pause he jumped to the otbher nipple, soaking and slobering on it and suckling to perfection.

Joshh took a step back and admired his handiwork. He looked up at Nora and grinned. "Those are two sweet looking nipples. We should take a picture for posterity."

He reached out and moved some hair from her face. "Is this a strip show? Should I go sit on the bed so you can dance for me? Or are we gonna go shower. 'Cause if it's the shower, I should take off my sox."

 

[SecretEpiphany]

“Sit,” she said.

And then the nerves hit and she wasn’t laughing anymore. Dance? She didn’t dance. She didn’t know how to do this.

But she’d muddle through it. Because if she didn’t, if she just shut down, he’d think she was even crazier. So she turned around and let her hips sway from side to side, leaning slightly forward so her ass stuck out. She lifted the shirt just as slowly as before, but from the back this time. The shirt was so loose that she could pull it over her head, leaving her arms still through the sleeves, so that’s what she did. Then she turned again, the shirt hooked on her shoulders and bunched over her breasts.

This wasn’t the sexiest outfit for stripping. She didn’t have layers to take off or underwear to twirl around her fingers and toss across the room. She probably looked ridiculous. But she was going to do this anyway.

She moved closer to the bed and slowly slipped one arm out of the t-shirt while holding the fabric in front of her breasts with the other hand. With her free hand, she trailed a fingertip down Josh’s chest, then down his thigh to his knee.

She’d looked at parts of him during all this, but she hadn’t made eye contact. She didn’t quite have the nerve for that. But she did look at his chin and flutter her eyelashes.

The other arm slipped out of the shirt next so that she just held the shirt in front of her breasts with her hands. She lowered the fabric, revealing her cleavage, dipping lower until she barely covered the nipples. Turning to the side, she briefly uncovered a nipple, but then re-covered it as she faced him again.

She stepped even closer to him, right between his knees. “Hold the shirt up for me. Hold it right here,” she said pulling the fabric away from her skin so it dangled in front of her like a curtain. Her stomach was tight with a weird combination of nerves and arousal. She wanted him to want her. She wanted to show him that she could be sexy.

She was trying so hard. He had no idea how hard all of this was for her. He seemed to think it wasn’t enough—he said something about it taking an act of congress for her to say what she wanted. Being all bold and assertive came so naturally to him. He didn’t know what stage fright was, he went on stage all the time. But she wasn’t a performer.

Putting herself out there like this—it was a risk. And she was not a born risk taker. But she was breathing hard, and there was a thrill in doing this. The combination of the fear and adrenaline with the sex hormones racing through her body was heady, and as she kept moving, kept easing off her clothes, a hot ache started between her thighs.

When Josh took the shirt, she cupped her breasts in her hands and lifted them, stepping back.

He dropped the shirt and she caressed her breasts while he watched. Finally, she blinked hard and looked into his eyes as she pinched her nipples.

“I could take your socks off for you now, if you want,” she offered.

 

[Josheb]

"I could take your sox off for you now, if you want."

Josh bit his bottom lip and nodded. He didn't dare speak right now, he could not trust his voice. Nora's dance and strip had turned him on so much he was afraid his voice would crack. His cock had been throbbing through her little show. He'd wanted to rab heer ass when she'd turned and shook it in is face. It was all he could do not o grab her when she'd traced a finger down his body, her t-shirt tantalizing him, almost falling off the whole time, almost giving him a peep show. Then she did give him a peep show. Cleavage, a hint of nipple. When she gave him the shirt Josh had his hance, but she didn;t let him take it. Nora was playing with her own breasts. Josh had to shift in his seat.

His cock was throbbing so hard it hurt. Josh glanced down at it. His foreskin was halfway down, exposing a good portion of his purple cockhead.

Heh, it was almost like it was peeking out for Nora. No, it was coming out for her. Nora had called for him with her dance and strip and Josh's penis had responded.

 

[SecretEpiphany]

She let go of her breasts and put her hands on one of his knees. Slowly, she slid her hands down his calf and pulled his sock off. Then she pressed the sole of his bare foot against the warm skin of her belly. His heel grazed the waistband of her jeans and his toes rubbed the underside of a breast.

With a smile, she repeated that process with the other foot. He seemed to like it, and that gave her courage.

She stepped back again and traced the waistband of her jeans with her fingers. Then she undid the button and eased down the zipper, but she didn’t push them down. Instead, she slid a hand down the front and cupped her sex.

She’d soaked through her white satin panties and it was quite damp down there in her jeans. And the feel of her fingers against that part of her that was so sensitive made her breath hitch. She rocked her hips against her hand for a minute before running her hand back up over her belly and breasts.

She turned again, putting her back to him, and edged the jeans down over her hips, revealing her white satin clad bottom. She bent forward and pushed the denim down her legs and over her feet, wiggling her rear as she did so.

She took the few steps to him. “I think these might be stuck to me.” She pulled up on the waistband so he could clearly see the damp spot on the crotch of her panties. “I might need help getting them off.”