“Sure, I’ll buy your lunch. After what just happened back there, I’ll buy you a restaurant.”
She smiled back at me and asked, “So what are you hungry for?”
“Do you really need to know the answer to that? You just gave me a taste of something I haven’t had in a while and now I’ve got a craving for it, “ I responded.
She stopped on the sidewalk and turned to me. Looking me straight in the eye, she asked, “If you’re serious about wanting that, I’ll let you have as much as you want.”
“Oh really?” I teased.
“No, I’m serious,” she told me, “but I have something I want you to do for me.”
She looked around and spotted a picnic table and headed in that direction. I couldn’t wait to hear this. I was still hard and anyone walking by would have noticed.
She sat down across from me, took a deep breath and began.
“Look, I know we broke up and I’ve got a new boyfriend, but you and I both know we still love each other. You just don’t go through all that we did and then just never talk to each other anymore. I like to think that no matter what, we will still be friends, “ she said, all the while looking me in the eyes.
“Well, sure, “ I responded, “but wasn’t what just happened a little more than just between friends? Or are you teasing me to be mean?”
“It’s only teasing if I don’t end up giving you what you need, “she said, “and I’m not going to tease you.”
“Okay, so what’s this all about?” I asked.
I wasn’t sure where this was going to go, but it seemed like one way or another I was going to see Tracey naked again and that was perfectly fine with me. I was willing to do just about anything at that point and I think she knew it.
“My boyfriend is going to another college, so he won’t be around very much,” she began, “and to be totally honest with you, I enjoy sex. It relaxes me and I’ve grown accustomed to it.”
She must have seen the look on my face, because she told me, “Don’t laugh. You are the cause of it. You were after me everyday and I got to where I actually looked forward to it. So, I have a proposal for you.”
“I’m listening, and I’m interested. Go on.” I told her.
“I want you to move in to the same apartment complex as I do. I want to have a friend to do things with. We can study, hang out, and share dinners together sometimes. We can ride back home and to school together and save gas money.”
“And…?” I questioned.
“And,” she said softly, leaning over the table toward me, “you can have me anytime you want. I’ll do anything, anytime, anywhere. I need it, so I’ll give it. Plus, he can’t make me come the way you did. I always have to finish myself off when he’s done.”
“A wham, bam, thank you ma’am kind of guy, huh?” I asked, trying to hide the boost she’d given to my ego.
“If he’d only say thanks once or twice,” she sighed, “he’s always on top, never takes the time to get me ready, and then he just pounds into me until he’s done. He’s a really great guy, he just has a lot to learn. It’s always the same and never very satisfying in a sexual way.”
“So why don’t you teach him some things?” I asked her.
“Huh!” she responded, “I once tried to get him to go down on me and he actually got mad.”
“Well, he has no idea of what he’s missing,” I told her, “you should try that finger trick you just did with me. One taste and he’ll come back for more.”
“I know, I know, but it will take some time. Let’s set some ground rules, “ she said firmly.
