Sasha gripped Chris's length and stared at it questioningly. She knew what she was supposed to do, but wasn't sure how to begin. "I'm new at this," she warned Chris. Gently, she started to lick his head. When she heard him gasp, she knew she was heading in the right direction. Sasha carefully started to take him into her mouth. She was surprised to feel his long fingers wind into her wet hair.
"Sasha, more," he moaned as she forced more of him into her mouth. She tried swirling her tongue around him as she rhythmically moved him in and out. She held onto one leg with her free hand and wrapped the other around his base. "Sasha," he said louder.
Taking a break, she looked up at him. "How is it?"
"Good," he answered breathlessly. "Come up here," he said, pulling her to her feet.
"You didn't like it?" she pouted.
"I loved it," he said pulling her in to kiss her passionately. "I just didn't, uh, want anything to happen," he said, blushing.
"Oh," Sasha answered, grinning. Realizing she still had one hand on his erection, she began to stroke it. "I like it when that happens."
Chris laughed. "Me too, but I didn't want to do that to you so suddenly." Abandoning her grip on his hand, Sasha moved her other hand to assist with her work. Chris sighed and wrapped his arms around her. His grip tightened momentarily and Sasha smiled as she felt him release. "Oops," he said grinning. "At least we're in the shower."
The water had finally started to grow cold and Sasha reluctantly turned it off and stepped out. Chris happily followed after her. She threw him a dry towel, which he promptly used to dry her back. "Thanks, Mister," she cooed.
Finally dried and dressed, Sasha and Chris stepped out of the bathroom. A chill sped down Sasha's spine as she heard the garage door opening. "Shit," she cursed.
"Agreed," Chris answered, fumbling to gather any of his belongings from her room and rush them down the stairs. Sasha frantically used the squeegee to wipe the water from the shower doors and mirror. She couldn't leave any evidence of her and Chris's antics.
Sasha sped down the stairs as the garage door closed and Chris zipped his bag shut. "I thought they'd be gone the whole day," she griped.
"Me too," Chris said, his heart racing. "I had fun though," he winked.
"Me too," she agreed. "I had to get to work any way," she added.
Summer ended and school started again. Sasha turned twenty and felt as though it didn't have the meaning it should. Chris braved spending time with her parents to be with her on her birthday and took her out for dinner afterwards. Sasha finally was able to enjoy school: her first classes didn't start until noon. "I'm hardly tired at school any more!" Sasha said excited to Chris as he stopped in to visit her at work.
"Lucky," he grumbled. His classes started early on Tuesdays and Thursdays. The rest of the days his classes started and ended late.
"I'm sorry, Mister!" she said in concern.
He shrugged. "I wish I was the one keeping you up late," he grinned mischievously.
"You can tomorrow night," she suggested.
"Rarr!" he purred.
"Okay," I'm coming up there," Jason shouted from the back of the store. He knew Sasha and Chris were talking intimately and was worried about overhearing them. Chris was like a baby brother to him.
"Can I walk Chris to his car?" Sasha asked, knowing that Jason often walked Kim out to her car. "I'm worried he won't make it there safely," she added.
Jason rolled his eyes. "Yeah, he's pretty delicate," Jason added.
"Whatever grandpa," Chris countered. "Remember, I can fuck up that wedding for you."
"It's three years away," Jason added. "I can make it up to her by then."
Sasha stepped out from behind the counter and dragged Chris out of the store to his Saturn. "Behave, Mister," she suggested.
"Buy you always tell me not to behave," he added, tilting her chin up to meet his waiting lips. Sasha shivered, not from the cold, but from the excitement she felt from his kiss. "You cold?" he asked, opening his long coat up and wrapping her up in it.
"A little," she said, cuddling close to him in his coat. It had started snowing again, causing everything outside to grow quiet. "Drive home safe, okay," she said stretching up to kiss him again.
"Okay," he answered simply. "Love you," he added.
"Love you, too," she smiled. Sasha skipped back into the warmth and brightness of the video store. "Is it time for Family Guy, yet?" she asked Jason.
Sasha felt Chris's breath warming her neck. They had come back to Chris's house after their trip to the movies and had gave up on video games to fool around. Sasha liked hanging out at Chris's house: his mom let them stay in his room and didn't come in to check on them after she had talked to them for about a half hour. Sasha smiled and kissed Chris on the nose and cuddled up to his side. She loved feeling his skin against hers and there was a lot of it pressed against her.
She grinned as she reached her hands into Chris's boxers. "Should be wearing something?" he asked again. She and Chris had been fooling around a lot more, but they had always made sure to leave on some scrap of clothes to protect their virtue.
"Maybe," she suggested as she often did.
"Maybe I'll have to pick some of those up at the store," he added. Sasha could feel his nervousness.
"I could go with you," she offered.
"I want it to be a surprise," he laughed. Chris pulled her close and kissed her. "I love you," he whispered.
"I love you," she answered kissing him softly.
"I hope you know that," he said, grabbing her hand. "I'm not just saying these things to get in your pants."
Sasha giggled. "I'm not just saying it to get into your pants either," she replied, reaching her hand down his shorts.
"C'mere you," he said wrapping his arms around her again and trying to wrestle her underneath him. Laughing, the two kissed and hid themselves under Chris's blankets.
Believe it or not, friends, I have updated. There's many good reasons why I stopped writing this particular story, but I have no good one for starting it up again today. I think I would like to finish it and move on to the sequal. Will any of you come by and read this? I wonder.