After that, it was like opening the gates to heaven.
Who really kissed who first? Lana opened the silent dialogue, but she may not have been the one to jump in before the other. Ken was as likely to be the reason they were now pushing against each other on the loveseat, hands on shoulders, behind heads, on chests and breasts. It wasn’t a tiny peck anymore. It was a full-blown kiss that invited two people to come together and make utter fools of themselves.
Oh, God, yes I want him. Lana could barely keep herself away now. Kissing, touching… shoving tongues down each other’s throats, for fuck’s sake! I’m a slut. I’m a total slut. I’m choosing to fuck this guy above having a professional business relationship with him that could make my whole career. To be fair, he clearly wanted her too. Enough to break their kiss and say, “You’re an unprecedented woman, Lana.”
His breathing was heavy, as if she had already given him a thorough workout. You have no idea what I’m capable of, buddy. Lana glanced down and saw her nipples poking through both her bra and blouse. Ken also noticed them with a smile. With that out of the way, he went ahead and showed her what that kiss had done to him by no longer hiding the bulge appearing between his legs.
Ah, damn. It was a nice bulge. Or so most women would think.
Lana was not like most women in so many ways. So many wonderful ways… but also so many unfortunate ways.
“Um,” she began, tousling her hair while she fought to find the embarrassing words to say, “there’s something I need to tell you. About me. And, uh, my body.”
Ken suddenly wasn’t quite as close to her. “What is it? Are you… do you have…? Because you might be pleasantly surprised to know that I would not mind.”
He didn’t say it, but the accusation was already there. “Oh, no!” Lana choked. “I’m clean, okay? It’s nothing like that. I also have a vagina, thanks.” Was she blushing? God, she was blushing! “Which is what I need to talk about anyway.”
She had clearly lost him.
“I’m tight. Like… really, really, really tight.”
Ken leaned backed against the loveseat, eyes flashing between her face and lap at record speeds – as if he could see how tight she was.
“You may not think that’s a problem…” There went her mouth, running off. What am I doing? Keep kissing the guy! Give him a blowjob! Rub off on his thigh or ride his face or something if the whole penetration thing doesn’t work! Lana had been doing that for years. All the gynos she went to said she was a peculiar case, but that they didn’t see an underlying cause for how small she was inside. Which meant she got to live her flourishing sex life with making sure nothing too big came her way, and that men on the larger side understood they couldn’t just ram it in without causing them both serious problems… and possible trips to the ER. I would die from the embarrassment! Lana wasn’t about to start that tonight, no matter how embarrassing it always was to bring up. “But it is. I have to be careful, or it could really hurt.”
Ken’s mouth twisted in either disgust or anguish… Lana could not tell to save her life. “So,” he began, a frog dying in his throat, “no monster cocks, then?”
Lana giggled. Was that really funny? Or was she nervous? “No. Sorry.”
“Well, I never thought I would brag about this, but…” His hand was back on her arm, fingers attempting to encircle her wrist, “I don’t have a monster cock. You’re welcome to inspect it first, if you’d like. Or we could do other things. Let’s see where this goes.”
Ken Andrews had to be one of the most affable men Lana had ever met. I’ve met a lot of men. Men from all over the world, with different class backgrounds, educations, and experiences. The only real difference between a man at twenty and the same one at fifty was that the older one couldn’t get it up as often. I can’t even say they bite their tongues more often. Sometimes the man at twenty is a better gentleman! Most men either froze up or instantly said stupid as fuck shit when Lana brought up her sexual issues. It was a great way to suss out who should stay and who should get the hell out of her sex life.