It had been a day since I came in Chrissy's mouth. After cumming, we both sat and casually watched TV together, chatting lightly before she had to leave. Today was a new day however, and she stopped by early, just an hour before lunch.
"Yoo, dude, wanna get lunch together?" She asked as I opened the door. She seemed happier, her smile wider than ever.
"Are you asking me out on a date?" I teased, as she walked inside past me. She spun on the spot, her cheeks seemed a little red.
"N-no, I just felt like lunch and wanted to see if you would wanna tag along, duh." She said, her blush fading as she spoke.
"Pfft, sure that's why." I said, rolling my eyes as I followed her back to the couch.
"I mean if you don't want free Mexican, you don't have to come with me." She replied, smirking as she fell onto the couch.
"I'm coming, I'm coming." I sighed, sitting next to her.
"That's not the first time you said that!" She grinned, as she started to lean against me on the couch.
"Well you're not wrong." I laughed, instinctively wrapping my arm around her. I watched her face as she suddenly seemed puzzled. She sat up, and turned to face me.
"Didn't we cuddle yesterday after I blowed you?" She asked.
"Uh, yeah, I think. Why?" I replied.
"It's weird, since we came together we've just been doing it without thinking haven't we?" She said, frowning.
"Is it a bad thing?" I asked, sitting up now.
"Well, it's nice but, I mean we're just friends, right?" She asked, her cheeks turning red.
"Y-yeah, I think so..." I said quietly, my eyes looking away from her towards the floor.
"Well, maybe friends isn't the best way to word it, I don't think most friends suck each other off." She said, smirking.
"Which reminds me, I didn't really do anything for you, did I?" I said before realizing it. I looked up to see her cheeks completely red.
"W-w-well, I uh, n-no you didn't but..." She stammered, her hand pressing against her groin. I started to move closer to her but she held a hand out, against my chest to stop me. I moved back quickly and muttered an apology before sitting quietly for a minute as she stopped being flustered.
"Don't get me wrong, you're a pretty hot dude, and in other circumstances I would love for you to uh, go inside and stuff... But like, going inside someone is a lot more personal than sucking on a stick, it requires a different kind of, mind frame, I guess. For me anyway." She said, adverting her eyes from me. "I'm sorry." She squeaked quietly.
"It's alright, I get it. Don't worry about it! If you ever want me to do stuff, let me know, otherwise we'll just do other stuff." I said encouragingly, my hand patting her knee.
"Thank you." She whispered, giving me a kiss on the cheek before sitting back down. She leaned against me again, without speaking a word, and we watched some TV for a while.
I noticed after a while she began to move her hand on my thigh. I didn't say anything, but I became very aware of my hard on after she did that. I felt her hand slide infuriatingly slowly up my thigh. I couldn't tell if she was doing it on purpose to tease me, or was just doing it absentmindedly, but the further up she went the harder my dick got.
Soon, her hand was resting on my groin, just millimeters away from the bulge of my boner in my pants. Suddenly she pushed down on my groin as she got up.
She stretched as she did so I got a glimpse of her toned midriff, a lot more toned than some of the previous times I had seen it.
"You look like you've been working out." I commented, before getting up myself.
"Yep, figured I needed to catch up to you. Which reminds me, next time we diddle together you should go shirtless." She said as she started walking towards the front door.
"Only if you do too!" I called out, before following her.
"Deal!" She said from outside. I followed her to her car.
"So where are we going?" I asked, as I opened the side door.
"Lunch, remember?" She said, as she sat down.
We drove down to a small Mexican store we went to sometimes. We ordered a burrito each and nachos to share. As I ate, I spilt sauce on my shirt, which caused her to laugh.
"You'd better take that off, you don't want that to stain do you?" She asked, looking at me seductively while holding her burrito close to her mouth, licking around the edge as she stared into my eyes. I started to choke on my burrito, my cock getting hard instantly. She laughed, before apologizing. "Sorry I just wanted to make that joke, no hard feelings right?" she said, emphasizing the word hard.
"Nope, none." I replied grinning.
"Oh yeah?" She asked, as I felt her leg slide against mine, rubbing against my thighs and making my boner get even bigger. "How about now?"
"u-uh, y-y-yeah." I said, blushing.
"Well now I know what I'm doing later." She said with a wink. I gulped loudly, before continuing to eat.
I got out of the car and opened the door to my house, before watching her stroll in and casually take her top off. My dick became as hard as possible as she turned around, wearing a black frilly bra.
"Come on, that dick isn't gonna suck itself!" she called out, flopping onto the couch. I walked over and sat down next to her, gripping my waistband tightly. She saw my hands trembling.
"Aww, are you nervous?" She asked. I was, for some reason. I nodded, and she smiled.
"I know how to cure that." She said, as she leaned over.
