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“I’m scared.”
This wasn’t her style, “What’s wrong, Sweetie?”
“I’m just not doing enough, I’m being… lazy. I just go to work and, jeez, even while I’m there I goof off half the time, and when I get home it feels even worse. You are always going, ‘I finished paying the car bill, calling the health insurance people, et. cetera.” What do I do? I sit around, it’s disgraceful.”
“Don’t worry, you usually do more than enough, just enjoy yourself!”
“This is how even the youngest of women get left!”
“What?!”
“I have fears, okay? Really. Take this seriously. When I think about you, I see a real adult that takes care of real shit. I don’t always see that with me. It bugs me. You eat raw vegetables every night, for Gods’ sake!”
“… not… every night! I’m… sorry.”
“Jesus Christ, and I hate to say this… but it’s sexy, too. It just isn’t like television, it is so clear that the responsible guy is so sexy, so strong, so reliable. We don’t even have kids, does evolution even answer this, I just can’t stand it, I just want to contribute to it, to this family… the two of us.”
“Oh.”
He really just did things to do them. Like he always had. Having her around didn’t change it too much. He knew how she could contribute though, how he knew any woman he’d ever been with could contribute. He almost felt guilty thinking about it, but she… she needed it, right?
“Okay.”
He paused for a minute, this was going to be weird, “You want to ‘pay-me-back’ so to speak,” he laughed, “to lax around while I do what I’ll admittedly be doing anyhow, because I feel great about taking care of us.”
“But that’s just the thing! I’m not taking care of us. I’m barely taking care of me, it’s fucking stressful. I just have no motivation lately. I just want to lay somewhere and do nothing, just let life fucking passively run by me. Holy fuck, that’s pathetic, but it’s how I feel.”
He told her to relax, to lay down, to get a drink. Then, realizing she was sad, went to get her her drink on his own. He wasn’t perfect. He rubbed her shoulders until she felt better, a little less tense.
Uggggg…. “And now you’ve rubbed my back too, want a back rub yourself?”
It wasn’t something he was into. He personally hated back rubs. “I would like…” and then he stammered and reddened.
“What!” she was tense again, she was going to demand to receive this information.
“Well…” he admitted, that have a girl lay over his lap with her bottom exposed to him, across his lap, appealed to him. He’d love to just finger his love’s ass while he sat there and they watched Netflix or whatever.
She was silent for a very short while. For him it seemed like too long. She then spoke: “Why haven’t you told me sooner?”
“I… I guess it’s just too relaxing…” he was actually feeling bad about it, “I guess I didn’t want to be rejected for it. I mean, if that goes, you know… what then? The thought of just fingering a butt all carefree like is just too much for me. Just thinking about it makes me feel good, thinking I deserve it. I wish I’d never said anything.”
“No.” she considered, “No, this is happening now. Parks and Rec or Youtube?”
He chose Rec because of Plaza and they laid down. She’d gotten the lube and was holding it in her hand as they laid on the couch, “I’ll let you peel my pants down.” When he did, she squeezed some lube between her cheeks before handing it to him, “Take as long as you like, Sweety.”
They sat, near silently, through a whole episode of him just toying the outside of her bum. Even, sometimes, just touching her cheeks. “I thought you wanted to finger it?”
“I… I do.” “You can do what you like.” “I’m in charge here, aren’t I?” “Absolutely.”
It was halfway through the second episode when he teased a second finger in. “I can feel your erection, I don’t even care if it’s for me or Plaza, I’m just happy to be there for you. This is honestly easier than giving back rubs and paying bills, you know.”
“No! Don’t! Don’t… minimize this!”
By the third episode, he wasn’t moving his fingers much or watching the computer too much either. The erection was obvious.
“It’s Swanson, isn’t it? He’s so confident, I basically get a boner for him!” She was taunting him, and He woke up from near ecstasy and the penultimate of relaxation.
“Do you want to cum?”
He was too relaxed to respond. She slowly removed his fingers from her ass before she rolled carefully off of the couch and onto the floor. She put the covers over his legs and scurried underneath them herself. “I’m going to suck your dick now. I need a snack now, from all this hard work, and cum seems to fit the bill.”
It didn’t take long. After she finished swallowing she taunted him for Jerry, or whatever his name was, being on the screen at the moment of climax. Then she took his two fingers, the ones that’d been in her ass, and kissed them, “Thank you, you blessed little fingers, I finally feel useful!” It was too much for him, in his current state, he moaned loudly in relief. The world, they both thought, was going to be okay…
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