Andrew Breaks the Codes Chapter 6 Tenisha’s Turmoil [MF] [Str8]

Andrew loved waking up next to Marta. He planned to make a habit of it and told her so as his eyes focussed on the beautiful face just inches from his.

“Good morning, my love! I love waking up next to you. Promise me you will be here for me every morning when I wake. Can you promise me that?”

Marta laughed and kissed him. “Yes! Every morning it is possible I will be here. But I might want to bring a friend along to join in the fun. Will you be ok with that?”

Andrew’s puzzled look soon changed into a happy grin when he felt Marta’s hand on his cock. He was fully erect in a few seconds and Marta seemed to have something in mind. He just relaxed and let her take charge of his dick. She squeezed and rubbed his shaft until it was as hard as a steel rod. Then she kissed her way down over his chest and abdomen while she stroked him. Then she captured his tip in her mouth and swirled her tongue around it while she tickled his balls.

Andrew could feel his arousal building and decided to see where Marta wanted to take him. He laid his arms out to the sides and tried to let his whole body go limp, confident that Marta would keep the important part stiff as she had her way with him.

Marta settled herself between Andrew’s legs and went to work. She worked her lips down his shaft, lifting her chin to straighten her throat to take his length. Once her lips reached the base of his cock she started bobbing up and down, pulling off just enough to be able to breath. She had never given him this version of her extended throat fuck before. Andrew’s breath caught and his hips seemed to rise off the bed as he arched his back. Marta started pulling further off and paused with his cock in about half way to let him rest and recover. She wanted to give him much more than just a blowjob. She took him down her throat a few more times but then decided she had better get him in her pussy.

Marta eased her head off of Andrew’s cock and began kissing and licking up and across his abdomen and chest. Her breasts followed, trailing along with just her nipples in contact with his torso. She paused to kiss him passionately when her lips met his. Then she kept moving upward until her breasts covered his face.

Andrew forgot all about relaxing at this point and lifted his head to chase her elusive nipples as they bobbed about while she changed her knee position. Once she had him straddled she kept her tits over his eager lips. Andrew sucked each in turn as he felt Marta’s hands slipping down his arms to take control of his wrists. Then he felt her press his wrists down into the bed as she pushed up on her outstretched arms. She lowered her hips and settled her dripping pussy over his throbbing cock. She smiled down at him as she rocked up and down along his shaft.

Andrew looked up at his love and begged. “Oh Marta! I need you so bad. Fuck me! Please, fuck me now. I can’t wait. Slip over my cock and suck it dry with your cunt.”

“In a few minutes, love.” Marta had a devilish look in her eye. “Remember what you always tell me? You’ll enjoy it more if you have to wait for it.”

Andrew groaned. He couldn’t argue with her.

Marta gave in after a few minutes and sat upright. She grabbed his cock and held it as she sheathed it. Andrew began to thrust upward as Marta rolled her hips from side to side. As her arousal built she started bouncing up and down, stroking his cock with her pussy. This motion drove Andrew over the edge and he grabbed her hips to control her movements to match the long bursts of his orgasm. His release pushed her over the edge and she joined him.

Marta collapsed onto Andrew and settled into his chest. He pulled the blanket up over her naked body and tucked it in before he wrapped his arms around her. She sighed a contented sigh. Andrew patted her back and told her he loved her. Marta pushed up to look at him and suppressed a giggle as she tilted her head back and gave him that haughty, skeptical look.

“If you loved me you would feed me.”

***

During breakfast Andrew told Marta about the harrowing experience he had with Mrs. Gables the previous evening. She hung on every detail, her anger building and building as he told her about the incident. Andrew noted her codes for jealousy were very low but those for anger and rage were over the top.

“So! What shall we do to this bitch to get our revenge?”

Andrew loved the way Marta had taken his ordeal and owned it. It was ‘our’ revenge. He almost felt sorry for Mrs. Gables because from the look on Marta’s face and the readings he was getting for anger he thought Marta would be harder on the woman than he could ever be.

Andrew was noticing that Marta was beautiful even when angry and outraged when her expression changed. Her eyes brightened and she flashed a huge smile as she waved excitedly and said, “Tenisha! Over here. Come, please join us.”

Andrew turned to look over his shoulder and saw the sexiest woman on campus nod and smile at the most beautiful woman on campus.

“Good morning, guys. How nice of you to save me a seat at the table.”

Andrew started observing both women, looking for signs of hidden meanings or disguised reactions but found none. Marta’s codes all were in line with those of a woman happy to see a friend. Tenisha’s were the same except for a bit of surprise at being so warmly welcomed by a potential rival. The two women settled into a pleasant conversation about events on campus and soon cooked up a plan to get together for the ‘Friday Night Movie’.

Andrew had to get to a class across campus so he kissed Marta goodbye and told Tenisha he would see her at Women’s Studies. Both women watched him disappear into the distance each lost in her own thoughts.

Marta wished they could be together throughout the day but realized they had separate lives. She took consolation from knowing they would be reunited at the end of the day and they would spend the night in each others arms.

Tenisha felt an odd longing to rush after this man of mystery. She had watched him kiss his love goodbye and wished his lips had found hers too. She could understand being attracted to Andrew. He was a good looking guy that most girls would consider dating. What troubled her was that she still wanted him even after she realized he belonged to Marta. That feeling, that thought was totally new to her. She was lusting over another woman’s man. That just wasn’t right.

Andrew’s head was filled with images rather than thoughts. He saw himself sitting in the Union Movie House, Marta on one side and Tenisha on the other. He could see their hands in his, their knees under his hands, his lips on their lips. He studied the image and his eyes moved back and forth from the sexiest woman on campus to the most beautiful woman on campus. It was a beautiful picture, a scene that he felt was arranged by the Fates. The threesome sitting and holding hands. Then a fourth figure joined them.

Andrew quickened his pace. He needed to check in on the sluttiest woman on campus. He found Aimee at her carell already hard at work.

“Morning, Aimee. Did you get a good breakfast before you started work?”

Aimee pushed back from her desk and giggled as she answered. “Oatmeal and fruit cup and I grabbed an apple and a pear for snacks. Are you proud of me?” She sat forward as Andrew told her he was. Then she crossed her arms behind her back and tipped her face up to his. “Did I earn a reward? Maybe a tasty dessert?”

Andrew knew time was tight and wasn’t feeling the need, but he hated to disappoint her. He quickly undid his jeans and dropped them. He put the tip of his flaccid cock on her lips and let it grow into her mouth as he took her head in his hands. Aimee closed her eyes and adjusted her neck to straighten her throat and accommodate his long pole. Andrew stroked in and out several times before he pulled back until his tip was on her tongue.

“I got him ready for you, but if you want more you’ll have to earn it.”

Andrew released Aimee’s head and the girl giggled as she began working on his cock. His arousal built and when he was very close to ejaculation he gently tapped the back of her head with his fingertips. Aimee prepared herself and in a few minutes she pulled off and looked up at him. She opened her mouth so he could see his wad on her tongue. Then she swallowed and showed him her empty mouth. Andrew started to reach for his jeans but Aimee stopped him. Then she licked the tip of his cock and giggled again.

She winked at him and then said, “Good to the last drop!”

Andrew had to rush to make his class but still had time to text Tenisha to arrange lunch. He had watched the women interact at breakfast and thought today might be the right time to bed Tenisha.

Andrew had adjusted Marta’s levels of confidence and self worth to make her feel very secure and tweaked her emotional and intellectual response values to get her ready to think rather than emote. He had also tuned her perception tags to make her see him as the sexiest man alive. She was very trusting and loving and horny so he thought she would accept his argument that sex had nothing to do with love. She would understand his need to be with Tenisha was simply a physical thing. Once she reached that point he would start adapting her to understand it was possible to love more than one person at a time. That was a key step to getting her to accept another woman in their bed.

Andrew thought Tenisha might be ready to give herself to him. He had been slowly turning up the heat under her desire responses. When he saw her earlier in the day, the oval at her pussy was glowing a very solid red although it was undulating rather than pulsing. She was warm, but not hot. The tight blue oval over her ass had gone pink and grown a bit in size. His plan was to get her aroused and ready for vaginal sex the first time and build on the warmth and affection if that encounter to get her in a giving mood. He would have to take her ass but she would think she was giving it to him. Andrew hoped the adjustments he had made in her perception codes would make her see him as a very attractive partner.

Tenisha sat in her classes but found it hard to concentrate. She didn’t understand these strange sensations she was feeling between her legs. She had experienced them before while exploring herself in the tub but never when she was out and about. She wondered if she should skip lunch to get in a nap and see if she could build these feelings into an orgasm. After all, she was no longer a girl. A woman her age should have had at least one.

Andrew’s text made her go a little damp. She wasn’t ready to accept her need for something a bit bigger than a finger, but she did realize being close to a man as hot as Andrew would help her warm to the task at hand. She accepted his invitation and then tried to concentrate on the lecture. In just a few minutes she was wondering exactly what the sexiest man on campus had between his legs. She didn’t realise it until she stood up but her panties were wet.

Andrew and Tenisha met at *The Union Grille*, one of the dining options for students which was very popular. Andrew could get there early and get them a table. By the time Tenisha arrived the line had lengthened and tables were at a premium.

“So, Andrew, have you girded your loins for another run through the Women’s Studies gauntlet?”

Tenisha’s smile brightened the room as she went on to tease him about taking the course so he could meet girls.

“Well,” he replied, “That didn’t work very well for me. I thought all the ladies would be clamoring for a seat next to me, but it is more like they are lined up wanting to take a stick to me. Aren’t you afraid to sit next to me?”

Tenisha laughed. “They think I’m your security guard, ready to tase you if your hormones get the best of you.”

“I don’t think my hormones are the ones that need monitoring. Professor Stryker gets pretty emotional and then she seems to lose it and pick up militant themes. God, what a man hater.”

They talked in depth about the negative depictions of men in the course and wondered if that attutude was in part due to the professor being a lesbian. Both agreed she had come to grips with her sexuality at a time when it was hard to be gay.

“Well, if that’s the case,” suggested Andrew, ”She’s really doing the women’s movement a disservice. Attitudes have changed and all the anger she’s spouting will just turn men who are sympathetic to the cause away from it. Women who buy into many of her arguments will find it hard to get a guy. Then again, maybe they just prefer girls.”

Tenisha considered herself a feminist. She wondered if she often found fault with the men who hit on her because she was stuck in a rigid mindset. One thing she was sure about. One look at Andrew convinced her she was not a closet lesbian.

Andrew kept turning the conversation back to the premise that many women were depriving themselves of the good things about men because they were conditioned to guard against being manipulated or used. He was able to say this with a straight face because he didn’t think he was trying to manipulate women, or men for that matter. He viewed the things he did as simply a convenient way to master the codes. He was sure he had been given the gift of the codes to use it to help people. He had to learn how it worked in order to use it for good.

After class Andrew walked Tenisha home. He managed to get a good look at her as they turned the last corner and picked up the blood flow to her loins a notch. He also rolled his shoulders back a bit to thrust his chest forward. Then he started a long response to one of her questions that he continued as they stood at her door.

Naturally she invited him in.

After complimenting her room and asking questions about the posters she had on her walls, Andrew returned to the topic of women missing out because they were overly vigilant.

“I really think if women took a more laid back approach to things like relationships and understood sex was just a physical need, not a profession of love and committment they would be much happier overall and find the whole dating thing a lot less stressful.”

They were old ideas he had gotten from Mrs. Gables. He wondered if they were old enough to sound new. Tenisha wasn’t buying it.

“I think that’s the concept of free love that was so popular in the nineteen sixties. It just led to casual sex, communal life, and of course STD epidemics.”

“Yes, all those things happened because people went too far. The experiences were so intoxicating, especially mixed with drugs, that things got out of control.”
Andrew prepared to play his best card, hopefully it would trump anything she could come up with. “The other thing the sexual revolution did was bring women into the process. It liberated them sexually and gave them a voice in what happened to their bodies.” Andrew upped the blood flow to her pussy and engorged her breasts a little. He increased her feeling of safety and security as he smiled at her. “I’m not suggesting casual sex. I’m saying all over this campus there are women who are taking the initiative and pairing up with men they know and respect and as couples. They are enjoying their sexuality together, NSA. Friends with benefits. It’s all around us Tenisha. Is it wise to ignore that trend?”

Tenisha stood and walked to the window as she thought about the way women today could approach a man they found interesting or attractive and ask him out. It was hard to imagine a time when that was not the case, but she recalled that lecture when an especially strident Professor Stryker hand condemned what she called the invisible chains of social impropriety that had enslaved women for centuries. She liked Andrew and wanted him. Was one of those chains holding her back?

Tenisha turned to Andrew and started to say something but her voice broke and a tear rolled down her cheek. She turned back to the window trying to lose herself in the crowd hurrying about their business. Then she felt Andrew’s arms around her and his cock pressed up against her ass. His hands slipped around her waist as he nuzzled into her neck and started whispering.

“Tenisha, let yourself go. You know you can trust me to stop anytime you feel it’s too much, anytime you think you’ve gone too far. But start the journey and let your emotions decide where it takes you. Don’t stand alone and wonder where we could have gone together.”

Tenisha melted back into him as she turned her face toward his. He kissed her tenderly and turned her a bit so he could run the hand he had on her round stomach down over her mound. He pressed it and rubbed it as his kisses became more fervent. Tenisha sighed and slipped her arm around his waist as his fingers inched ever lower. She sucked in her breath sharply as his middle finger followed along her slit, seemingly claiming it and the surrounding territory. A long, low moan escaped her lips. She wanted him. She was very wet and oh, so ready.

Andrew’s hand ran up to her waist and loosened her belt and started her zipper down before he slid his left hand down and grabbed her round juicy ass and his right up to try to cup one of her exquisite tits.

Everything came crashing down for her in that instant. All she could think of was her tits and ass tempting another woman’s man into a cheap and tawdry affair.

“Argh, oh Andrew, no, please stop. God I want it, but it just isn’t right. Please, please just hold me for a few minutes and then, oh fuck, please go home to your love. I’m so sorry I tempted you. Please, can you forgive me?”

Andrew pulled her in for a hug, a nice chaste, friendly hug.

“Tenisha, there is nothing to forgive. I’m the one that tempted you. I’m the one that reached out and started making love to you. You didn’t do anything wrong. You said it just didn’t feel right. That’s ok. That’s fine. You have every right to feel that way. I don’t understand why, but if that’s the way you feel, that’s the way you feel. We just stop, ok? I’ll hug you for as long as you like. You just tell me when to stop, ok?”

All the while he was talking Anfpdrew heard her words running through his head: “God, I want it.” He knew he was close.

***

Andrew stayed with Tenisha, first holding her and then just sitting with her, until she calmed down. While they talked he got a text from Marta and opened it eagerly.

*Love, I am going to spend the evening with some of the Spanish students. A few students are visiting from other schools. We are going to enjoy our native language and traditional foods. Javier is with them and he us going to cook!*

Andrew recognized Javier as Marta’s dancing partner from her hometown. He assumed they had partnered in other ways as well. He didn’t like the idea, but knew he had to accept it. He texted back trying to be cheery.

*Sounds like fun! I’m glad you won’t have to translate for me! See you later.*

Andrew hoped to get a reply, but his phone was silent.

He and Tenisha talked a while and then Andrew mentioned he wanted to study tonight. Tenisha said she had lots of reading to do. They made plans to meet for breakfast and Andrew headed home to drop his books and change.

Andrew was halfway home when Marta’s text came in.

*I won’t be too late, Love. Wait up for me.*

Andrew smiled.

***

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