Claire smiled and said, "I wouldn't say that... Most walls are more responsive than you were just now. I'd say you were more like a mute paralyzed man. Who was asleep." After that we fell back into our usual banter and I eventually took her back to school for her afternoon classes and I went to the gym. Then I went to work for a short, closing shift. All the while my mind was reeling from my conversation with Claire and trying to wrap itself around her words. Jacob had proposed? Why shouldn't he, they'd been going out for forever. They might as well have married years ago. But she still wasn't ready... What would this mean for my relationship? She said she'd already talked to Sierra about everything. What did she think about it all?
Finally I had to put it all from my mind, as I was getting too distracted to focus on my job. I would just have to talk to Sierra. At last the time came for me to head home, and I did so with a slight feeling of dread. I pulled up to the house and went in through the garage. "Hey Ser Bear, I'm home!"
"Hey honey, I'll be right out!" came the response from our bedroom. I approached it cautiously and just before I could open the door Sierra popped out and greeted me as she had yesterday, standing on her tiptoes to kiss me before burying her face into my chest in a full hug. She was wearing very comfortable clothing, an over-sized t-shirt and some sweatpants, and her frizzy brown hair was loose. From the hug I could tell she wasn't wearing a bra and I guessed she wouldn't be wearing any underwear.
"How was your day?" I said after we'd pulled apart, my heart not quite in the question. Picking up on my discomfort and ignoring my question, she frowned and asked what was wrong as she pulled me into the bedroom to sit down. "It's nothing," I began, but quickly stopped when I saw the disbelief on her face. "Okay, I went to lunch with Claire like you wanted and she told me about her and Jacob."
Understanding and relief flooded into her expression. "Oh, that. So you're worried about what all of that might do to our relationship?"
I nodded. "Well, yeah. We're pretty close friends with them, and we've been together for forever like they have been."
"Don't worry, hon," she said, smiling. "We're all very different people. We all have different expectations and circumstances going on in our lives. I don't expect you to feel any pressure to propose just because some of our friends are getting ready to take that step. We both have to be ready for it. It's not something we've talked about much, so it's still something for the future - especially since you're still in college and not settled in your career yet."
My confusion dissipated and I pulled her close for a kiss. What was meant to be a short 'thank you' peck turned into something long and passionate and we lost ourselves for a moment. The doorbell rang and we broke off, startled. Grinning sheepishly Sierra explained, "That must be dinner, I ordered Chinese takeout for our movie night. You should put on something more comfortable."
"At once, Ser Bear," I said. "Anything for my lovely lady." She put her hand on my chest and kissed me one last time before leaving to answer the door. Before moving to dress into my pajamas, I stopped to marvel at how lucky I was to be with such an amazing woman. At last I pulled off my clothing and re-dressed in an undershirt and some basketball shorts. I purposely forgot the underwear.
Sierra and I sat down in the living room, eating our Chinese food and talking about our day. The room was cozy, with a couple of armchairs, a comfortable matching couch and a small coffee table, all facing our entertainment center and TV. Nothing fancy, just the typical stuff. We both sat on the couch and ate off the table. Sierra didn't want to start our mystery film until we'd eaten and gotten relaxed. Once we had finished with our meal and ran out of things to talk about, she sent me to the kitchen to throw all the empty cartons away and put the leftovers in the fridge while she got the movie ready.
When I got back, I found that our mystery movie was an adult film. I wasn't too surprised, not with all of the secrecy she put into the whole affair, but some surprise was there all the same. Sierra never watched porn! I'd tried to get her to watch some with me before, but she'd refused. The one she'd chosen in particular was one of my favorites. One of those rare films with an actual plot, (Hey, I'm an English major. I need some story sometimes!) it was about a lesbian couple that wanted to have kids - but they didn't want to adopt and they wanted to conceive naturally. So they set about seducing different men and competing to see who could get knocked up first. Lots of good stuff.
"Well well, this is quite a surprise!" I said in a slightly mocking tone. "I thought you never wanted to watch something like this with me?"
"I know, but this is our anniversary week," Sierra responded, resignation in her voice. "We're both going to have to do things we normally wouldn't. To show you I don't mean it to be unfair, I'm going first. It's your night tonight."
Smiling, I hugged her and gave her a quick kiss. Then we both settled onto the couch, me lying down on my side and her lying in front of me, with one of my arms around her torso. It wasn't really cold, but Sierra threw a blanket over the both of us and we snuggled against each other. She started the film.
The opening sequence rolled by, then the introduction of the main characters. This, of course, was of them making love in their bedroom one night. The actresses were both professionals with a smidgen of real acting abilities. Their lines were said almost realistically and their movements were graceful as well as sensual. The whimsical nature of the film was also introduced, because much of their conversation took place while they pleasured each other. It wasn't long before I felt myself growing hard. Sierra couldn't help but notice, as my member pressed into her. After a while, I noticed that she'd slipped a hand down between her legs and was playing with herself.
By now the film was a good 20 minutes in and the couple was attempting to seduce their first men. It was comical, because while they knew how to tempt others, they'd never been with men before and didn't know what to do once everyone was unclothed. It didn't help that one of the men was also gay. Sierra was rubbing herself vigorously by now; I could feel her quick movements as vibrations through her body. To remind her I was there I began to play with her breasts over her shirt and nibbled on her ear. I alternated between nibbling and kissing her neck, and the vibrations I felt increased in intensity. Then Sierra let out a small, nearly inaudible gasp, her body trembled against mine, and then all her vibrations stopped, though her breathing was quick and shallow. I ceased what I was doing and held her tightly to me.
After their failures, the on-screen couple sought help from a 'professional sex doctor' who promised he could show them what to do. Sierra reached down to my very hard, throbbing member and began to rub it over my shorts. Then she reached inside and began to slowly stroke me. After a while, she stopped. She let me go, then squirmed a bit as she pushed down her sweatpants. I took her cue and pushed down my own shorts, and I felt myself touch her bare skin, already covered with a light layer of moistness. She reached down again, and guided me inside of her; she was well lubricated from her earlier orgasm.
For a moment we lay like that, enjoying the sensations. By now the end game of the movie had arrived; the couple was throwing a party filled with mostly straight men and were leading them away to their room one-by-one, desperately trying to find someone to impregnate them. As the actors worked themselves up into frenzy after frenzy, I began to kiss Sierra - on the back of the neck, the shoulders, the back. I slowly alternated between these spots and felt her breathing quicken. She began to push her hips against me, driving me deeper inside of her. I responded in kind, and we fell into a rhythm.
As the movie reached its climax, so did we. Thrusting against and with each other, we matched the tempo on the screen. Sierra's moans mixed with those of the actresses, until I could hardly tell them apart. My own grunting was lost amidst the lustful sounds. And then Sierra had pulled me out of her, and was very masterfully stroking me against her stomach. Unable to contain myself any longer, I released my load. As soon as I had stopped spurting, Sierra wiped me off on the blanket and had pushed me back deep inside her before I could get soft.
The main scene had ended, and the film was now on to its epilogue, to the two on-screen lovers congratulating themselves on both of their pregnancies by enjoying one another again. Sierra and I were a sweaty mess, and her moaning was reaching a familiar pitch. Determined not to go soft before she'd finished, I pumped for all I was worth and she replied in kind. At last her thrusts ceased and she arched her back against me panting heavily.
We lay like that until the credits ended and the menu screen pulled up again, sensually comical music playing in the background. "I think I could try something like this again sometime," Sierra said breathily, to which I chuckled and squeezed her against me. Then we untangled ourselves from each other, threw our clothes and blanket into the wash and we both took a quick shower together. Exhausted, we clambered into bed and said our "Good Nights."
"Yes," I thought moments before I fell asleep, "This week is shaping up to be fantastic."
