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My cock pulses and throbs inside of her, spurting every last ounce of my seed into her. It's the most intense orgasm I've had since we've been together and when she milks me for the very last drop, my rapidly deflating staff slips out of her, and I feel wrung out. I raise my gaze to Lanie and see the same nearly dumbfounded look on her face.
“That was—”
“Intense,” I finish for her.
“That’s one word for it,” she says with a small laugh. “Definitely.”
I reach down and pull up my pants then quickly retrieve her clothing. We both take a moment as she dresses to catch our breath and when we look over at each other, we share a quiet laugh. Our dirty little secret. Or not-so-secret if she was as loud as I think.
“So, I guess the jersey works for you, huh?” she asks flirtatiously. “I guess I’ll have to wear it more often.”
“Baby girl, you could wear a potato sack and I would be no less attracted to you.”
A gentle smile crosses her face, and she blushes. “That’s sweet.”
“It’s true.”
The horn sounds and the crowd erupts in cheers, signaling the start of the second period. Lanie stands up on her tiptoes and plants a soft kiss on my cheek then takes my hand and leads me through the curtain and down to our seats.
An older lady turns to glare at us, but I just shrug and give her a smug grin in return. It’s gonna take a while before I come down from this kind of high.
9
LANIE
“Nothing is going to dim your shine tonight, is it? Not even a long, dull shift,” Gwen asks.
I stop humming and turn to her with a wide smile on my face—a smile I guess has been there all evening long.
“I’m just feeling… happy,” I say.
“In all the time I’ve known you, I think that’s the first time I’ve ever heard those words come out of your mouth,” she says. “It’s amazing what terrific sex can do for you, huh?”
“The sex is great, but everything else has been even better.”
“I can tell. You’ve got that glow about you.”
“What glow?”
“That ‘I’m totally in love and I’m floating so high on Cloud Nine nobody is going to bring me down’ glow,” Gwen says. “Speaking of which, you never told me how things went with the hockey game—which, by the way, I can’t believe you’re into hockey now.”
“What? It’s a really fun sport to watch. I mean, the sheer violence these men commit—while on ice skates, mind you—is amazing to see.”
Gwen laughs. “Fair enough, I suppose. It makes sense given there is a scientifically proven link between violence and sex.”
I shake my head and grin. “Do you ever think about anything other than sex?”
“Not if I can help it,” she replies. “Anyway, tell me about the game.”
I look around the diner, making sure nobody is close enough to overhear me. There are only six people in the diner though and none of them are anywhere near the side station we’re standing in, but I lean closer to Gwen anyway and pitch my voice low to tell her about the night at the game. I start with the highlights of the game, of course, because I am becoming a big fan. But then I tell her about our intermission activities and as I give her some of the details, her eyes grow wide and her mouth falls open as a wide smile crosses her lips.
“Oh my God, you’re such a slut!” she cries out.
She’s loud enough that the six people sitting in the diner turn and look at us. My face flushes with so much heat, I’m expecting it to burst into flames at any moment. I turn away, not wanting any of the customers to see me. That only seems to make Gwen laugh harder. I finally turn back to her, the grin still on my face.
“I’m just trying to be more like you,” I chirp.
“Well, it’s about time.”
