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digital keypad.
And then she chickened out.
I have no clue how to initiate this. It’s not like I’m an expert on booty calls .
And yet, the few times she had told him what she wanted, he was more than happy to oblige.
Texting will be safe. Less pressure. Less awkwardness if he turns me down.
She switched over to her messaging screen and typed in his number, followed by:
Dan, this is Jenny. Do you want to come over to my place tonight?
Her heart fluttered in sync with the nauseating butterflies in her stomach. She read the message one more time to make sure it didn’t reek of desperation. Then she hit send.
Less than a minute later, her phone buzzed.
Her hands shook as she opened the message.
When?
She covered her mouth to smother a yelp of joy. He wasn’t going to turn her down. Her fingers flew over the screen.
How about in an hour?
His reply was almost instantaneous.
What’s your address?
Her mind reeled. Holy crap! She’d just propositioned a guy, and he accepted. She’d never done anything like this. Well, except for Comic-Con.
She sat down before her knees gave out from under her. Condoms. She needed to pick up condoms on her way home from work. But after that…
Her nipples hardened, and the place between her legs began to tingle with anticipation. She was going to get laid, and by a man who knew how to make her come.
She glanced down at the message and typed in her address. Then she grabbed her backpack and ran out the door. She had just enough time to grab a box of condoms and clean up her place before he arrived. And then, with any luck, she wouldn’t be leaving her bed for the rest of the night.
***
Dan parked his car in one of the guest parking spots at Jenny’s condominium complex and took a deep breath. He’d been half hard since he’d gotten her text an hour ago, and he needed to get a better grip on himself before he crossed the line. An invitation to come by her place could mean a number of things from “Hey, let’s get naked” to “Hey, let’s watch Star Trek all night.” Not that there was a problem with either one. Jenny was cool enough that he’d have fun with the latter, but his evening would be infinitely better if it was the former.
Still, after weeks of her pushing him away, it was good to actually have her wanting to see him outside the game.
Just don’t assume too much.
He grabbed the takeout he’d gotten on the way over. Dinner would help soften the blow if she was only looking to hang out and maybe make this feel like more of a real date. He checked his appearance in the mirror, noting the dark circles under his eyes from being on call the night before. Thank God he’d managed to get a nap this afternoon, or he might risk falling asleep as soon as he got to her place. He found her door and knocked.
Jenny opened it a few seconds later and grabbed him by the shirt, hauling him in and slamming the door before locking her lips with his.
His dick sprang to life. Oh, yeah!
The bag of pho slipped from his fingers, and he threaded one hand through her hair while cupping a breast with the other. The passion of her kiss, the hungry moans, and the way her body melted against his left no doubt in his mind why she’d invited him over. But despite the burning desire rushing through his veins and heading straight to his cock, a little voice in the back of his mind was shouting “Danger!” like that annoying robot from Lost in Space .
It took a Herculean effort to pry his lips from hers and ask, “I thought you wanted to be just friends.”
“I changed my mind.” She tugged his shirt over his head and ran the flat of her tongue over his nipple.
The ache in his cock doubled, but somehow, he managed to keep his head on straight. “About not getting involved with me?”
She froze, then took a step back. Her lips were red and full, her cheeks flushed. Her unbound breasts rose and fell with each quick breath, and her pebbled nipples underneath her thin tank top
And then she chickened out.
I have no clue how to initiate this. It’s not like I’m an expert on booty calls .
And yet, the few times she had told him what she wanted, he was more than happy to oblige.
Texting will be safe. Less pressure. Less awkwardness if he turns me down.
She switched over to her messaging screen and typed in his number, followed by:
Dan, this is Jenny. Do you want to come over to my place tonight?
Her heart fluttered in sync with the nauseating butterflies in her stomach. She read the message one more time to make sure it didn’t reek of desperation. Then she hit send.
Less than a minute later, her phone buzzed.
Her hands shook as she opened the message.
When?
She covered her mouth to smother a yelp of joy. He wasn’t going to turn her down. Her fingers flew over the screen.
How about in an hour?
His reply was almost instantaneous.
What’s your address?
Her mind reeled. Holy crap! She’d just propositioned a guy, and he accepted. She’d never done anything like this. Well, except for Comic-Con.
She sat down before her knees gave out from under her. Condoms. She needed to pick up condoms on her way home from work. But after that…
Her nipples hardened, and the place between her legs began to tingle with anticipation. She was going to get laid, and by a man who knew how to make her come.
She glanced down at the message and typed in her address. Then she grabbed her backpack and ran out the door. She had just enough time to grab a box of condoms and clean up her place before he arrived. And then, with any luck, she wouldn’t be leaving her bed for the rest of the night.
***
Dan parked his car in one of the guest parking spots at Jenny’s condominium complex and took a deep breath. He’d been half hard since he’d gotten her text an hour ago, and he needed to get a better grip on himself before he crossed the line. An invitation to come by her place could mean a number of things from “Hey, let’s get naked” to “Hey, let’s watch Star Trek all night.” Not that there was a problem with either one. Jenny was cool enough that he’d have fun with the latter, but his evening would be infinitely better if it was the former.
Still, after weeks of her pushing him away, it was good to actually have her wanting to see him outside the game.
Just don’t assume too much.
He grabbed the takeout he’d gotten on the way over. Dinner would help soften the blow if she was only looking to hang out and maybe make this feel like more of a real date. He checked his appearance in the mirror, noting the dark circles under his eyes from being on call the night before. Thank God he’d managed to get a nap this afternoon, or he might risk falling asleep as soon as he got to her place. He found her door and knocked.
Jenny opened it a few seconds later and grabbed him by the shirt, hauling him in and slamming the door before locking her lips with his.
His dick sprang to life. Oh, yeah!
The bag of pho slipped from his fingers, and he threaded one hand through her hair while cupping a breast with the other. The passion of her kiss, the hungry moans, and the way her body melted against his left no doubt in his mind why she’d invited him over. But despite the burning desire rushing through his veins and heading straight to his cock, a little voice in the back of his mind was shouting “Danger!” like that annoying robot from Lost in Space .
It took a Herculean effort to pry his lips from hers and ask, “I thought you wanted to be just friends.”
“I changed my mind.” She tugged his shirt over his head and ran the flat of her tongue over his nipple.
The ache in his cock doubled, but somehow, he managed to keep his head on straight. “About not getting involved with me?”
She froze, then took a step back. Her lips were red and full, her cheeks flushed. Her unbound breasts rose and fell with each quick breath, and her pebbled nipples underneath her thin tank top
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