"Oh, I'm sorry..." The woman quickly apologized, halfway out the door before she stopped herself. After the initial surprise of somebody coming in to my girlfriend's room I recognized exactly who it was, her mom. I didn't know her but they looked a lot alike. Not exactly but certainly enough that I had no doubt. A hopeful smile on her face while looking from me to her daughter. "Daphne, is this somebody I should be introduced to?"
"Uh... I mean..." She was going to say 'not really' but stopped herself. "Mom this is my friend Jacob. Jacob, this is my mom."
"Hi Daphne's mom." As I was on the far side of the bed from her with her daughter laying on my arm between us, the best I could manage was a wave.
"Hi Jacob." Her mother said sweetly, Daphne rolling her eyes got up off me motioning her mom out into the hallway with quick angry flicks of her hands.
"Is that your boyfriend?" Her mom asked once they were out in the hall, but far from being out of earshot. Giddy with excitement her mom went on. "He's VERY handsome! Very very handsome."
"He's a friend mom." Her mom went to speak again but Daphne cut her off. "Just a friend mom."
"You were laying in..."
"We were laying fully dressed with the door open. We are JUST friends." I opened my mouth to protest but remembered I shouldn't be hearing, still that stung.
"Oh, he's not interested or you're not?" Her mom's tone saying that clearly she thought it would be me stringing her daughter along.
"I don't know... Both of us. I'm just not ready."
"Not ready? That was over a year ago darling and... this Jacob is a lot better looking than..." I knew there was some Ex issues but I didn't know how far they went, she didn't talk about it and I didn't ask.
"His looks don't matter to me!" Daphne cut her off. "We're just friends! That's it." And she came stomping back into her room, her mom taking one last peek but only that. Not wanting to pursue the argument because I was there. Daphne plopping down while keeping her distance, moodily giving me a, "Sorry about her."
I sat stewing for the rest of the episode of the show we were watching. I think we were both doing the same thing. Right when I thought I had been making progress! For weeks Daphne had me around only when it was the two of us. We'd go back and forth talking in text messages almost constantly. Even start streaming shows at the same time so we could live discuss it, but the only time we were with each other in person was for sex. Until just recently.
At first I was happy with the arrangement. Before I noticed what was happening that is. Daphne was hot! She was one of those girls who had a good amount of curve to her but wore it well, so well! I'd instantly been attracted to her, seeing her at the bookstore where she worked. Having gone in for a gift for a friend, kept going back because of her. As aloof as she acted, we usually killed half an hour talking. I guess I should have known. All signs pointed to this being a booty call thing, which I should have been overjoyed to have, except I really really really liked her!
The more I stewed the more depressed I got. Thinking how stupid I was to believe it was anything but sex! She wasn't just aloof, she was uninterested! The big glowing flashing sign was she hadn't given me any of her contact details until after we'd fucked for the first time. Which was half a month ago now...
*******
"You again?" She'd said coming just close enough to see me, watch the front of the store, and the door.
"Me again." I'd answered, giving her a distracted smile as I went back to the book I'd picked up. Grapes of Wrath I thought it would just make me look smart, but it was actually really good. Without looking back at her I pushed the blueberry lemonade at her. "Your bribe."
"Thanks, that any good?" A sneer saying she'd never read it and me reading it wasn't impressing her.
"I picked it up just to make you think I was deep," Rolling with the punches as I was learning to do with her. Letting it slap closed and tossing it onto the table. "It was better than I thought though. I guess I should have actually read it in High School."
"If you want to impress me you should stick to the Bradbury or King." I mean come on! How could I not really really really like her after that?
"Noted, since they're some of my favorites it'll be easy." My mouth opening to ask her for her number when she huffed, like I'd done something wrong.
"Good, then leave that shit and follow me. Have you read Eyes of the Dragon?" When my eyebrow went up she rolled her mirthless brown eyes. "You've gotta read that."
So I followed her into the bowels of the shop, one of those places that have been a bookshop forever. All the shelves way too close together. Books towering up so that not even the tallest people couldn't grab what was on top. I liked her all the more as we went, she did what I wanted to do. Holding her hand out brushing fingertips over the books as we passed them.
"Here," Daphne tapped it, an old battered green paperback.
She didn't have to take me back this deep with her. She could have gone and got it, or sent me back alone. Hoping I wasn't reading too much into it I was purposely slow in bringing my eyes up from her ass as she held the book back for me to take. Before I could though she pulled it away from me. Glaring at me.
"It's a really rare book, hardly anybody I ever talk to has read it." I went for it again but she put it on the shelf, stepping in front of me so that I couldn't reach it.
"What do I have to do to get it?" It was impossible but the way she looked at me said what.
I blinked, her eyebrow went up, her expression discounting me more and more as the seconds ticked by. She was about ready to roll her eyes, give up on me, when I went for it. Grabbing her hip, pulling her crotch into mine. The flare of arousal in her dark eyes said I'd got it right.
"Fuck you, is that it?" Gasping she hesitated a heartbeat then nodded.
"You that big of a fan? To fuck me for my permission to let you buy it?" She challenged, all I thought was holy shit this couldn't be happening!
But it was! I had to banish that disbelief and just charge right in. So I leaned in for a kiss but she turned her face away, that should have been clue number two that this wasn't destined for a relationship! I didn't fret, she'd turned not so that I kissed her cheek or ear but exposing her neck. Diverting slightly I clamped hold of it, her neck was tender and fragile but I sucked on it harder than I had with other women. It made her cry out, climbing so that I could get at her better.
I shoved her back into the shelf where the book was. Had the stupid idea that I should snatch it and gloat. Instead I went from her wide hips to ample booty, lifting her up onto one of the old sturdy wood shelves. She instinctively kicked her legs out, feet planting onto the nearby shelves, keeping herself where I put her while spreading her legs for me. I kissed my way about her neck, tasting her tender flesh. Yanking her blouse to the side, one hand grabbing one of her large breasts. She purred and nodded so I undid the buttons, exposed her flat-ish stomach and a near-purple bra.
Loving the sexy sight I was quick to start sucking roughly at her shoulders as well as neck. Nearly crying out when she stopped me from unsnapping her bra, pushing her back against the edge of one of the shelves hard and fast enough that I thought she'd broke my fingers that tried for the snap. Softening that move by pulling my face back to the flesh of her shoulder, crying out like she'd never felt anything so good in her life.
Rejected up top I slapped that tingling hand and the other onto her legs. She didn't stop me from running them up her skirt, pushing it up till I confirmed the fact that she wasn't wearing any panties. Shocked I came away from her, to ogle her hairless mound, her beige-pink labia completely exposed. Wet and exposed! The clit at the top seeming to scream my name. The noise she made when I started kissing my way down her tummy told me that it had been a long time since this had happened and me going down on her was the last thing she'd expected.
Hitting my knees I stared at the beautiful gift, inhaled of it. Before I slurped my way up from her taint to her clit. Without me to lever against she had to reach up to the shelves above her to keep from tipping forward. God did she ever look good! Tasted to match! Pushing her labia apart I licked her, she was so wet I swear there was a constant dribble of quim for me to roll about and swallow down.
Like her neck and shoulder I didn't play soft. I slurped loudly at her, sucking on her clit and letting it pop free of my mouth. Pulling it in while shaking my head. She fucking loved it! Staring down at me like nobody had ever gone down on her before. When I slipped a finger inside her, by the way she cried out to the ceiling I thought I'd see hymen blood. There wasn't any, all there was was moaning. Soon enough she started twisting, nods turned to shakes.
"Uh... nuh! You... No, no, no, no." But from her perch all she could do was shake her head. Flail down one handed in what was barely a push to my shoulder. I looked up at her, turning one finger to two, sucking hard on her clit. "Oh god don't! I'm... Oh god! OH GOD!"
I didn't consciously know but I think from the dozen or so squirting porns I'd seen something in me knew. I realized what I was going for the second I pulled my fingers out of her and she came. A wash of her fluids pouring out of her. The scream of pleasure, arching up, then quickly dying as she saw what she'd done.
