She had blown him. Just because he wanted her to. She hadn't even kissed anybody yet. But she had blown him without hesitation. More so, she had gone out of her way to find his home to do so. As if she was eager to suck his dick. Because of a line Mark had meant as a demeaning joke.
Those were the thoughts that ran through Jennifer's head as she was walking home from his place. She felt a wave of shame wash over her even though she was pretty much alone on the street. Her face felt hot.
Why had she done that? Why had she taken her little "experiment" this far? She could have stopped at any time. There was no actual rule that she had to do what she was told. That was her decision. She could have just unmade the decision. But she didn't.
Suddenly she noticed her panties were wet. And she felt another wave of shame wash over her.
Later that night she was lying in bed on her back. She was naked under her blanket. One hand was behind her head, the other she used to casually play with her pussy. She didn't masturbate often but when she did she didn't feel any shame about it.
Linda had once confided in her that she masturbated almost every day. Sometimes twice. She had been very embarrassed about it. Both the frequency as well as the topic itself.
But Jennifer felt no shame about stuff like that. Her mother had done a good job teaching her to have a healthy relationship to her sexuality. So why did she feel a fresh wave of shame, as well as arousal, whenever she thought back to ringing his doorbell. To sinking to her knees. To taking his cock into her mouth. To tasting his cum, and swallowing it.
"I guess there is a difference between being comfortable with masturbation and blowing a guy" she smiled to herself. But she knew there was more to it than just that. The sexuality she had been taught to be comfortable with had been between partners, or at least people who knew and trusted each other. Certainly not people who were more rivals than friends, even if the rivalry was mostly friendly.
She lightly shook her head in an attempt to stop dwelling on it. Nothing bad had happened. Having his dick in her mouth had felt kind of pleasant actually.
And she had to admit, all in all, her experiment had been a resounding success. Her parents seemed glad she hadn't been another source of stress in their life today. Her teachers were surprised at the effort she displayed. Linda, who was always looking at her shoes when Jennifer was being obstinate again, was relaxed all day. And even her brother, Kevin, who wanted to get back to his friends who were playing video games together online, was grateful when she agreed to take care of the dishes after dinner, even though it was his turn.
And Mark had been pleased as well, of course.
Another wave of shame hit her. Accompanied by the familiar heat and arousal.
It had been a great day, if she was honest with herself. She decided to keep her experiment going for a bit longer. If only to figure out if it had been a fluke or if this was maintainable.
She never ended up having an orgasm that night, but she continued to play with herself and reminisce about the day until she passed out.
The next day, on her way to school she was bracing herself to discover what effect yesterday's events would have on Mark's treatment of her. Jennifer mostly kept quiet as Linda excitedly told her about a cop show she was watching that spent an entire season on a single case, instead of just one episode. It sounded boring to Jennifer but when Linda got into a new show there was no stopping her from talking about it.
Jennifer just kept thinking about different scenarios for her first encounter with Mark. Would he be even cruder in her treatment than before? Would he have told everybody about his achievement, earning her dirty looks from everybody for the rest of her final school year? Or would he just pretend nothing had happened and attempt to maintain the status quo?
But Mark surprised her by going for an option she hadn't even considered. When Jennifer and Linda arrived at school and ran into him he seemed shy.
"Hey Jenny, can I talk to you?" he asked after approaching them.
"Sure" Jennifer quickly responded in an attempt to hide her surprise, as well as, follow her rule of doing what people asked of her. She turned to Linda "Go ahead without me, I'll catch up in a moment."
Linda seemed a little perplexed at the sudden change in the way they interacted, but relented. "Okay, see you in class."
"So..." Mark started, but trailed off. He had visible difficulty maintaining eye contact with her.
Jennifer had to suppress an amused smile. Sometimes she just didn't understand boys. What happened yesterday could be described, by any objective observer, as her going out of her way to suck his dick. And his reaction was to be less confident? It was mystifying.
But she didn't show any of those thoughts to him. Instead she put on the most genuine smile she could and asked "What's up?"
He visibly collected his courage, swallowed and came out with it. "You sucked my dick yesterday."
"That's right," she continued smiling.
"Why?" he finally asked.
"Because you asked me to" she responded without missing a beat.
He seemed perplexed and a little suspicious. "That's it?"
"That's it."
"So, if I asked you to do it again..."
This time Jennifer hesitated, but only for a moment. "I would do it again" she responded before she could consider it any more thoroughly.
She had avoided the question when she made the decision to continue her experiment last night but deep down she knew it would most likely come up again. And by not making an exception for it, it was included in her rule to do anything people asked of her.
"OK, then how about today after school?" he interrupted her thoughts.
"I'll be there," she smiled.
He nodded, clearly having regained some of his confidence. Then he left her with "See you then."
The rest of the school day Jennifer pushed the building sense of anticipation out of her head as she once again focused on behaving like the model student she definitely wasn't up until two days ago. And once again her teachers took note.
She had expected it to be hard to maintain her newfound discipline in school over multiple days, but instead she found that it came naturally as long as she focused on her new state of mind focused on pleasing people around her. She was no longer trying to will herself to pay attention because her taught values were to do well at school. Instead she did it because that is what her teachers wanted her to do.
After school, she chose not to walk half way home with Linda, this time, just to throw her off her scent. She just excused herself saying she had somewhere to be, and deflected any further questions. She felt like she was in somewhat murky territory regarding her experiment by not fully answering the questions, but lying to her friend would definitely be over the line. At the same time, she wasn't ready to openly share what was happening with anybody else yet. She barely understood it herself. So she just kept her friend in the dark and guessing.
Linda seemed a little confused. It seemed like she was worried this strange behavior was due to the fight they had the other day. Jennifer realized that in a round-about way, it actually was. Just not the way Linda thought.
She did her best to assuage her friend's worries by saying, "See you tomorrow!" and putting on the most genuine smile she was capable of. Then she walked away.
This time she ran into Mark on her way to his home. She suspected he had been keeping an eye on her, seeing if she was really going to go to his home again, and had stayed out of sight until she was alone.
They tried making casual conversation to pass the time during their walk. But the awkwardness between them was too strong, and they quickly returned to silently walking next to each other. The knowledge of what they were about to do was too much to focus on anything else.
When they finally arrived at his home he unlocked the door and held it open for her. She walked past him, quickly took off her shoes and began looking around. Arriving in this empty apartment that she had only been in once before felt a little eerie, even with Mark right behind her. For a moment she wondered if he felt lonely in this empty place before his mother arrived in the evening.
Mark didn't bother to take her to his room this time. He just sat down on the couch in the living room. Maybe he expected them to hang out for a bit first, but she wasn't going to pretend she didn't know what she was here for.
