Slamming Demon (Pounding Hearts 2)

“Brett? Are you okay?” the beautiful woman asked me and I couldn’t help but give her a silly grin.

“You betcha, sexy britches. What’s your name?” And then I remembered she was my girlfriend and her worry was turning into a frown.

“Are you trying to pick me up, you silly fucker? You know I’m your girlfriend, right?” she asked, starting to forgive me I hoped.

“Yeah, you’re the one who gives really good bl…” her little hand covered my mouth as she turned beat red.

Thankfully, only Chase heard me. His snickers grew annoyingly louder. I reached up for Mandy’s hand and turned as I sat up.

“Sorry, Brett. What were you saying she does?” Chase asked me, his body shaking from the force of his laughter.

Mandy poked me hard in the shoulder with her finger. “You finish that sentence and I will choke you out too.”

Vengeance was mine about ten minutes later when Chase wanted to see the power of my kicks. Yeah, I didn’t skip arm or leg day. I must have really kicked hard because even through the leg protector he was wearing I connected hard enough that he limped around for a while.

Mandy just groaned out loud and spoke to Old Man, the owner of the Striking Tree Gym. “What did I agree to when I said yes to this guy asking me out?”

Mandy had become a bit of a fixture with me at the gym and the dojo, studying the world history that I had outlined for her while I trained. She worked out with me a bit every time I went to the gym and it was starting to show just a little. She was all about flexing her “pythons” for her dad like an old wrestler called Hulk Hogan. I think we were both good for each other though because her dad was really supportive of us both, and my parents absolutely adored her. Her mom was a bit of a mystery. She was really polite and nice but it felt like a mask, a front. She just… I don’t know, she was like a wolf dressed up as sheep. It was odd. But things were going good for us. Seriously good. It felt like life was just falling into place. Mandy was a piece that just fit.

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“Hey Brett, can you come to the kitchen when you’re done showering?” my dad asked as I headed up the stairs to get cleaned up after a particularly sweaty day at the dojo.

“Yep!”

The shower didn’t take too long as I had already gotten to spend time with Mandy before I went for my workout. Yeah, it was that kind of time. She told me she wanted to see if I could hold out. And yeah, that didn’t work out for me. I blew my load down her throat as soon as she was ready for me to. When it came to blow jobs she had me wrapped around her finger.

Heading into the kitchen, I asked, “What’s going on, pops?”

“How’s things going? Mandy not here for dinner?”

“No, she wanted a bit of quiet time to study for her AP English test.”

“Ah, okay. Well, how’s things going with you guys?”

“Really good, peachy keen as Mandy likes to say.”

“What is she, fifty?” he asked with a smirk. He might have been right, but it was more that she loved watching Grease and Grease 2.

“Probably.”

“Well, your mom and I are going out of town for our twentieth anniversary

this weekend, and we wanted to make sure you remembered. We are going to leave you some money and one of our cards for the weekend.”

“Already? I thought that was next month.”

“Yep, years fly by when you get older. I remember our tenth like it was yesterday. We went as a family to the cabins down at the lake and had a really good long weekend”

“That sounds fun for you guys, what time are you leaving Friday?”

“Going to leave Thursday evening this time, we want a long weekend. We will come back on Sunday night.”

I wasn’t too surprised about it, they liked to go out of town alone at least every other month. It was their time to unwind and “renew their marriage” as they were fond of saying.

My cell phone started ringing right as Dad and I were finishing up making dinner for the three of us. Grabbing it, I saw it was Mandy.

“Hey beautiful, what’s up?” I asked.