Welcome to E. Mayberry

“It depends,” he said.

“On what?” I replied.

“On how it ends,” he said.

“Oh it’ll end with a bang, I promise you that.”

“What does that mean?”

“Keep listening and I’ll get there.”

He leaned his head back on the couch and closed his eyes. His zipper loomed before me and I considered reaching for it and

taking him out to hold in my hand as I spoke but there was still time for that. Tension had plenty of time for all that.

“Don’t fall asleep on me,” I warned.

“I won’t,” he said. “I just want to get comfortable.”

I walked my fingernails along his thigh and he tensed in his seat.

“I woke in the morning to yet another alarm, this one not nearly as jostling as the tornado siren. Bastian had a bedside alarm clock that played the sound of birds chirping and pan flutes. I woke feeling wonderful and like I’d been whisked away to Japan while I slept.

We’d gone back to bed after our backdoor romp and I don’t think I’d ever slept so well in my life. My legs were limp and my energy was drained but my body seemed to rejuvenate completely as I rested. Bastian’s alarm was to make sure I arrived at class on time.

He was off work so he showered with me, allowing me to soap him up and play with him a little, but not letting it go all the way.

“Make love to me before I leave,” I said. “It doesn’t have to be rough like last night. Take me here in the shower softly.”

He held me tightly to his body and I felt his cock harden in its lifted up position where I had it pinned to his stomach.

“Mmm,” he said. “You have no idea how much I want that. But you have to get going. You can’t be late to class.”

“Sure I can,” I said. “It’ll probably be boring ice breakers at the beginning anyway.”

I grabbed his cock and ran my soapy hand up and down it a few times.

“Careful,” he said. “You have any idea how bad it stings when soap gets in the tip?”

I laughed. I had no idea but it made sense.

“Just a quickie,” I begged.

I was actually begging for sex. I touched the necklace and smiled. I was beginning to love that fucking thing. It kept me ready for love every second of the day.

“Really, you have to be there on time, and you have to be clean and ready to participate,” he said. “All that’s in the rules and regulations.”

“All that’s in the rules and regulations,” I mimicked him in a high childish voice.

“Cut it out,” he said. “I’m serious.”

“The rules suck,” I said.

“Not all of them are so bad.”

“Name one.”

“Well, for instance when that siren blows, I get to fuck my girl up against the backdoor.”