coming and babbling incoherently. “Oh fuck, oh God!” I cry. He hammers into me even harder. My tits are bouncing with his punishing thrusts. Soon, when he’s as deep as he can get inside of me, he holds himself rigid. He comes with a shout and I can feel it, even with the condom between us.
When he’s done, he collapses on top of me. I wrap my legs around his hips and wrap my arms around his neck. He breathes heavily against my neck before kissing me behind my ear.
I don’t know how long we lie here, but it’s not nearly long enough. I whimper as he pulls his softening cock out of me. He tells me he’ll be right back and I watch his fine, naked ass walk out my door to the bathroom. I hear the toilet flush. Then he walks back into my room. He is certainly a fine specimen.
I watch him come to me and crawl into my bed. I’m relieved. I thought, for sure, he was going to get dressed and leave. He pulls me on top of his body like he did the other day. I snuggle into him and, before I know it, I’m drifting off to sleep.
***
Jill and I are walking through the department store as she helps me pick out outfits for my new job. I can’t believe, in just a week, I’ll be doing what Jill inspired me to do. I’m excited but nervous. I want nothing more than to help children the same way Jill helped us.
I’m thumbing through some blouses when Jill pokes me in my side. I turn to smile at my friend and she’s eyeing me with a strange look on her face.
“What?”
She breaks out into a smile. “Even though it’s weird because you’re my best friend and I’m related to him, I’m so happy for you.” I look at her with what I’m sure is a confused smile. “Gabe is crazy about you.”
“What are you talking about? He is not.” I won’t admit that I haven’t stopped thinking about him since the other night. We’ve talked a lot on the phone, but I haven’t seen him in days. I worry that I’m becoming too attached to him. I know I am. I want the feel of his hands on my body. I want his teeth on my skin and his dick in my pussy.
“Oh my God! You’re totally blushing right now. Jazz, I don’t think I’ve ever seen you blush like that.”
I turn away and walk to the other side of the women’s section.
“I wasn’t trying to be mean or anything. I was just teasing you. You know I wouldn’t hurt you.”
I smile at her. “Oh, I know. I just—I just don’t know what the hell I’m doing. He’s really great and I like spending time with him, but he’s intimidating and he’s a lot older than me too. What if I’m just a phase? I fall for him and then he breaks my heart.” I don’t want to talk about Gabe anymore. “Can we change the subject? How are you feeling?”
She bites her lips and looks down. “Okay. I haven’t gotten sick anymore, but I still am trying to get my strength back. I’m going to the doctor next week. I’m thinking it’s my blood sugar. I haven’t had to check it in so long that my strips expired and they don’t sell that brand anymore. They’re already planning a big blood workup, so I have to fast. Oh joy!” she mutters sarcastically.
“Make sure you let them know how sick you’ve been. Now, let’s shop.”
After thumbing through racks upon racks of clothes for over two hours, I found enough tops and bottoms to create eight different looks. I’ve spent more time in the dressing room than I care to ever spend again. I’m just not a shopper. Jill’s the shop-’til-you-drop girl. This shopping trip is going to put a sizable dent in my bank account, but it’s necessary.
Jill helps me carry everything out to the register. As the saleswoman rings up each item, I try not to look at the total as it gets bigger and bigger. When she rings up the last item, I grab my wallet, but Jill stops me.
“You forgot to grab the thigh highs you wanted. Go grab them quickly and I’ll wait here.”
I nod and walk as fast as I can to the socks and hosiery section. I pick
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