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I tried not to laugh. I mean, what did she think was going to happen?
“Yeah, I am,” I said simply. I felt her hand leave my cock altogether and tried not to sigh too loudly. I was greatly determined not to look disappointed, but I didn’t get the chance. I felt her fingers at the top button of my jeans. I watched with growing surprise as she unbuttoned them all, allowing my cock to escape.
“I happen to know you own underwear,” she commented.
“I might need to do laundry.”
She didn’t say anything else about my fear of the laundromat. Instead, she reached out and touched the tip, causing the rather happy little bastard to jump a little. I watched as she wet her lips and wondered how long it might be before I felt her mouth on my cock. The thought was quickly rendered meaningless as I felt her hand grasp my hard flesh.
“God, yes…” I mumbled, and Tria smiled as she started to move her hand over me again, this time skin to skin.
Still trying to give her the lead, I didn’t buck my hips into her hand as much as I might have wanted to, but just let her feel me in her hand and move how she wanted. I wasn’t going to complain about technique, anyway. I was mostly just trying not to blow in under thirty seconds.
Tria tightened her grip a little, and my cock angled out a little farther from my body. She slid her fingers easily up and down the shaft, and I tried not to look smug when I noticed her fingers didn’t even come close to reaching around me.
I tilted my head back and groaned as her hand came up over the head of my cock before sliding back down. I ran my hand down her side and gripped the outside of her thigh.
“That’s it,” I told her. “A little faster.”
She obliged, which elicited another loud moan from me. I panted as my fingers gripped her thigh and I felt a familiar—yet far too long without another participant—tightening in my back and legs. My balls clenched and my legs shook as I cried out one more time before euphoric spasms followed the movement of her hand up my shaft, and I came in spurts all over her hand and yoga pants.
She stroked me a couple more times, further spreading semen around and making me just want to melt into her.
I caught her mouth with mine, kissing her in gratitude.
“Was that all right?” she asked, and I couldn’t help but chuckle.
“Are you covered in my jizz?”
She blushed, and I kissed her quickly one more time before running off to the kitchen for a pair of towels, one of which I dampened in the kitchen sink before returning to clean us both off.
“I should probably change my clothes,” Tria giggled.
“Well, you could,” I said. “Or you could wait until I get a chance to pay you back.”
“Oh! Um…no, that’s okay,” Tria stammered. “I mean…maybe another time?”
I tried to hide my disappointment, but I figured we were still taking things one step at a time or whatever. Frankly, after the hand job, I was feeling far too good to be too upset about not getting to touch her back.
“It’s probably about time to head to bed anyway.”
“Laundry tomorrow,” she announced as she got up from the couch.
“Ugh,” I grumbled. “You know how to kill a mood.”
We both changed into sleeping attire and then met in the center of the queen-size bed. I wrapped my arms around her and kissed her again.
“Thank you,” I whispered. “Normally I’d be returning the favor about now, but you haven’t said okay to that yet.”
“Um…”
“No rush,” I said. “When you want it, just remember I owe you one.”
More blushing.
She settled against my chest, and I lay my head back against the pillow. She was warm, and I was still reeling from the fact that I didn’t have to jerk myself off that evening. Granted, it couldn’t be the same as being inside of her, but at this point I considered it a giant fucking leap.
“You never do what I think you are going to do,” Tria remarked quietly.
