Piny Promise?

bzzz bzzz

Tired, Tom pulls his phone out to see a text.

Sarah: Hey Honey! Just checking in to make sure you landed. Flight okay?

Are you almost to Nina's?

Tom: Yeah, it was fine. Miss you guys already. I'm a few minutes away from her place.

Are you sure this is a good idea?  I'm starting to feel weird about it. I should have just booked a hotel or something.

Sarah: It was her idea! I told her you had a trip there and she offered to have you stay, she's excited to host her first guest.

She told me she misses you so just relax, it'll be great. Like old times.

Tom: I'm excited to see her too. I just figure she'd rather spend time with people her own age. It feels a bit strange now that I'm here.

I don't know...

Sarah: It's 2 nights, how bad can it be? Just remember she's on her own for the first time. She could probably use some familiarity. Just be goofy. You know she loved that about you.

Tom: Yeah, yeah. Okay, I'm almost there. I'll call you in between meetings tomorrow.

Love you.

Sarah: Love you too.

Don't get her into trouble ; )

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knock knock

"Eh, yo! Pizza delivery," a put-on low voice says from the hallway of an apartment building.

What the..? I didn't order anything, Nina thinks to herself as she walks to the door and looks through the peep hole.

"Oh my god. You are so corny, Tommy," she says trying not to smile too big as she opens the door. "You made it! Welcome, welcome. Come on in. Drop those bags, let me give you a hug."

Barefoot, she lifts off her heels to her tippy toes and manages to get one arm over Tom's shoulder. He almost doesn't recognize the person pulling him into her body. Her straight brown hair is longer and smells like a flower he can't put his finger on. It brushes on his cheek and his heart flutters. Her bangs are cut at her eyebrows and frame her brown eyes that sparkle with a newness he's never noticed before.

"I almost forgot, you're the only person on this planet that calls me Tommy" he laughs.

She giggles and asks, "How was the flight? You must be exhausted. Here, just put your stuff over there. Sorry, this place is a mess. You know, living on my own for the first time I'm still unpacking and all that. You can put your coat right here," she turns gracefully like a dancer and lifts her arm to point to the hook.

"Thank you for letting me stay here, tonight. I really appreciate it," Tom says as he takes off his coat and hangs it on the wall. Turning back he can't help but stand a little taller and hold his head higher.

Nina's jaw drops, "Are you kidding me? You can stay with me anytime now that I got my own place! How many times did you guys let me crash with you when I had nowhere to go? Right? The least I could do is put your old ass up for the night. I'm mean hotels are so expensive in the city. Plus, I'm glad we get to hang out, it's been too long."

Tom laughs. Every word, every sweet sound of her voice, every movement of her body overwhelms him in the most unexpected way. He tries to breathe deep as he follows her down the dark hallway. A moving silhouette in the shape of his dreams.

As they near the next room, the TV casts light on the walls and candles are lit, filling the air with more sweet aroma. She stops at a shelf on the wall.

"Here, this bowl is where I keep the keys in case you need to let your self out."

It's filled with cards, keychains, coins matches and condoms.

"So..." she almost sings as she tiptoes in the living room giddy, "this is my apartment. Do you like it?" Holding her arms out and spinning.

He tries to take it in but everything to Tom is a blur except Nina. Through her jean shorts and oversized t-shirt her tan skin radiates an energy that hits Tom hard. It's magnetic. It's perfect.

"It's perfect," he says.

"Oh my god! I know, right? It's so me. Okay, over there is the where I watch TV. The bathroom is down the hall. A little further is my room." She lays her hand on her chest "Ummm, here's the couch where I set up a little bed for you. And that's the kitchen! I got you some snacks and some stuff to drink. Would you like some wine or beer or..?"

"Excuse me?" He asks.

"What?," she laughs as she scrunches her nose in embarrassment. "You know I'm 21, right? So what'll it be?"

"I guess I'll take red wine if you have it?" He replies.

"Red, it is then. Have a seat on the couch. I want to hear all about what's been going on with you guys. What's new back home? Catch me up! Wait, why are you in town again? Is there a convention for senior citizens convention? You need new dentures? Touring burial plots?" She hangs for a reaction "Okay, I'm sorry. That was dark but I'm just messing with you! I know you're only nineteen yea..."

"Thirteen!" he fires off.

"Thirteen years older than me. Whatever, Tommy." She smiles bashfully and takes a sip of her wine.

"Well I t's boring but we have a client here and we're pitching tomorrow..."

"Oh YES! On business, very serious business!" She furrows her brow. "Well I hope you don't have to work too much. I want to show you around! Oh," she almost spills her drink in excitement, "there's this amazing Thai place you're going to love. It's even better than...what's the name of that one you used to take me to?"

"Jasmine?" Tom offers.

"Yes! That's the one. Put's it to shame. I'm telling you. Can I get you another glass?"

"Ummmm, sure. But I can get it." He offers.

"No, no, don't get up. I don't want you to fall and break a hip."

They both laugh as Nina seemingly glides to the kitchen.

Tom can't take his eyes off of her as she sits back down closer to him this time. He's feeding off of her energy  and realizes he's no longer tired as she squares up to him and smiles "Tell me everything. How's the move been? Are you making friends? Are you dating?" He asks.

Nina looks to the ceiling and then down. Her energy fades, her brightness dims and she turns her shoulders from Tom slightly.

"Well it's been... I just... I don't know. I thought it would be different but it's been really hard." she forces out.

"What do you mean?"  Tom asks starting to feel knotted up.

"I don't know, like, I thought I'd just be making friends left and right, meeting dudes, having fun nonstop?, ya know? But it just isn't like that. Everyone I meet is so self involved. Like, just hanging out is a competition. And the dates... The dates I've been on, they're just not fun. I mean, the guys." She rolls her eyes, "One might be funny. One might be hot. One might clearly be smart, but no one has even two checkmarks in the positive column. Not a single one can carry a conversation or seem even INTERESTED in who I am. Or ask one fucking question about myself! Ugh, I'm sorry to be such a downer about it, but I'm just really disappointed. I actually kind of stupid about it at this point. I thought it was going to be like a movie where I could go see someone and we laugh and hook up and it's cool but if it even gets to that point it's just not how I expected it to be. The guys don't pay attention to what I want and don't know what the hell they're doing. Or they don't last long and I leave just feeling so empty. Sorry, you probably don't wanna hear about that part. Ummm, I mean tell me, what was dating like in the 1800s?" She jokes to cover her embarrassment of bringing up sex.

"Ouch! That one hurt. I'll take another glass for that please," Tom says with a grin. "I wasn't with many girls before I met Sarah. I just got lucky I guess" He shifts his weight on the couch and makes a serious face. "Look, Nina. Just know you're an amazing girl. I know it's hard and not everything you try ends up being what you expect. Just know that I'm really proud of the woman you've become. Look look at you. Look at this place. To be honest, when you moved, I got worried. Part of me has an urge to protect you and make sure you're okay. I'm just relieved you're doing well here even if it doesn't feel like it. Things with get better soon. I promise."

She leans over to hug him tight, "Tommy that means a lot. I'm just glad you're here. You have no idea. Pinky promise it will get better?"

He lifts his finger and the hook pinky's as they both take drinks of their wine looking into each other's eyes.

"But for real, though. Aren't my 20s supposed to be different? What does it say about me that I've been more excited about hanging out with you than someone my own age? Can you please go run a seminar for these fools or something?" She puts her tiny hand on his thigh and Tom can feel the warmth move through his body.

"Like, here's an example: I saw this one guy and in his dating profile he said he liked white Calvin Klein underwear. So I went out and got them just for him. You know the kind I'm talking about? I'm actually wearing them right now. Here, look" she reaches for the bottom of her t-shirt and lifts to reveal her perfect breasts hugged by a soft cotton bra with a wide elastic strap. Light dances on on the contours of her stomach that leads to her shorts where she then digs her thumbs in the waistband and slides them further than she would need to for Tom to get the idea. Another thick elastic band orbiting her hips and a veil of white covering her pussy. Tom swallows deep and wishes he could stop time. "So we hook up and he doesn't say one word about it." She complains as she  shimmies her shorts back on "Not one. He just ripped them off, did his thing and said he was tired. Oh, and get this. He didn't even want me to suck his dick. I mean is that crazy? That's what I was looking forward to the most" she exclaims emphatically.

"Maybe you can have a talk with Sarah?" Tom blurts without thinking as his face freezes in shock. "You. Cannot. Tell. Her. I said that."

Nina's eyes go wide "What?!? Oh my god. Sarah doesn't put it in her mouth?" She laughs baffled.

"Nina, promise me you will never repeat that to anyone" he says breaking a smile.

Nina reaches her hand over to Tom's on his lap and hooks his pinky with hers, "that's another pinky promise." She whispers and bites her lip. "I don't get it though. Either she's crazy or you aren't delivering. Know what I mean." She tilts her head and raises her eyebrows.

"Woah woah woah" he says, "I'll say this once and then we are done talking about this. I had a nickname in college. I swear I'm not making this up." He looks around flustered "my nickname was 5 dollar."

Nina looks to the side confused. "Okay? What is that supposed to mean?

"You might be too young for this but did you ever hear that Subway theme? Five dollar, five dollar, five dollar..." he sings and trails off.

"Shut the fuck up." She almost spits her wine out. "Uh-oh, I think the dementia is setting in. I'll alert the nursing home, because, Tommy, "she saying in condescending way "a foot long is twelve inches." And holds her hands out to demonstrate.

Tom just lifts his hands and shrugs his shoulders.

Her jaw drops. "You're lying right now. There's no way. There is not way in hell you've got that in there." She points to his pants.

"Okay, this conversation is over" he squirms "so how are your neighbors?"

"Not so fast. You don't get to drop a literal bomb like that and not explain yourself" she demands.

"And what exactly are you hoping for? Let's see, it's larger than average as far I've been told?  Also it's connected to my body? Not sure what else there is to explain." He nervously rambles off wanting to change the subject.

"You're so stupid." She rolls her eyes. "You've been told by who? You're doctor? I just don't believe that Sarah's not taking care of that thing. Have you ever even had a girl suck your dick?" She asks as though it's the most normal question.

"Yes!" he says defensively. "If you must know, I've been told by a few girls I was with in college. Before I met Sarah."

Nina sits back and cozies up "keep talking" she orders.

"Jesus, I haven't thought of this for years. What do you want to know?"

"What was their reaction to seeing a fucking twelve inch dick?!?" She says loosing her patience. "I would be throwing neck instantly but that's just me."

"I'm not exactly sure what that means but I can image" he tries to joke and she bites her tongue. "Oh shit" he says sitting up excitedly as he's feeling the wine and memories start to form. "There was this one girl, she was way older than me"

Nina twirls her fingers and takes a sip as if to say "continue"

"She taught me a lot. How to slow down and make sure I was in sync with her and what she wanted."

"My queen" she praises.

Tom laughs "she would complain about guys not lasting long so she would do this thing. I'd get her off and then she'd ya know, "throw neck" on me until I was done. But then she'd keep going, as long as it took until I was ready again."

She opens her eyes wide "My fucking QUEEN"

"Easy now" Tom laughs. "And it would work. I'd be able to go for hours it seemed. We'd fuck and take turns on each other" he looks off playing it in his head and snaps to reality. "Oh, to be young again."

"That wasn't so hard, was it?" Nina asks rhetorically.

His body is hot and electrified. "What can I say? You're easy to talk to."

"So keep talking" her eyes squint looking into his then his lips then his whole body.

"I need to get some rest. And you probably do too." He says painfully.

"Oh come on!" She begs. "One more drink! We're just getting warmed up!"

"No no. Thanks, but I can't" he says looking away, forcing the issue.

"I get it, the old guy needs his beauty sleep." She giggles. "Let me know if you need anything, okay? Sleep good" she says gently as she stands up and turns down the hall.

"Good night, Nina" he replies his head swirling. He can't tell if it's the wine or Nina's electric aura but he's vibrating with excitement. She unlocked something inside of him that he hasn't felt for years. Once he knows she's shut the door of her room he unzips his pants and pulls out his cock half hard. He lays back and takes a deep breath. He imagines the curve of her mouth in his mind and starts to stroke it. An image of her shifting to show him her underwear enters his head and his shaft grows harder and longer. Her smell still in the air, her essence dominating  his every thought as he goes faster and harder. He can feel all the tension in his body building and tilts his head back. Trying to not make a noise he strokes up and down his cock as the cum pulses out of the tip, over and over. Over and over. Finally he sinks in the couch exhausted. A pool of pearly cum gathered on his thigh as his dick falls over his other leg. He passes out dreaming of Nina and whispering her name.

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Oh, shit, my head hurts. What time is it?Nina thinks to herself as she stirs awake. Only 3 AM? Jesus, I need some water. She creeps out of her bedroom careful to not make a noise. She finds her cup in the counter and takes a drink. She breaths deep with relief and sees through the dim light that Tom is asleep on his back. She feels a sense of comfort having him in her place after spending so many nights alone. She moves closer to him instinctually. She wonders what it would be like to lay in his arms. To curl up and share the warmth of their bodies. Their legs tangled. Her head on his chest rising and falling with his breath. As she gets closer she shes something strange. She puts her head close trying to not wake him and the smell hits her first. She explores his body and notices that half of his cock is out from under the blanket. Almost like an arrow, it points to the cum that is now dripping down his leg. Nina opens her mouth...