”He narrowed his eyes.“God. Do you have to bring that up every time?” he groaned. “That was years ago. I can last longer. I’ve practiced.”I bit my lip.“Oh yeah? With who?”He didn’t look at me.“With myself, if you must know. In the shower.”I giggled, pressing my hand over my mouth and he frowned at me.“I only did it for you. Is this the thanks I get?”His hands moved to my waist and he pulled his cock out, before pushing in hard.He did last longer. And he went harder too, like he wanted to prove his endurance. A hot summer afternoon. Everything felt clammy and sweaty. He pushed in as far as he could go and ground there every so often, making me feel the way his throbbing cock stretched me. My arms were around him, hands holding onto his shoulders, feeling the contours of his body, his shoulder blades beneath the damp t-shirt.The bookcase thumped with a mild anger at each thrust. Nathan wasn’t deterred. His hands gripped tight to my waist, his face screwed up in concentration as he built. Her mother greets him.“Yes, Ma’am.”“Call me Sandra, please. Ma’am makes me feel old!”“Yes, Ma’am ... Sandra.”The girls laugh.“Just Sandra, or if you must, Ms. Sandra.”He sheepishly smiles. Her mom looks at Mary and gives her an approving look. She likes this kid. Better than that ‘other’ thing she brought home last time.Mary takes John’s hand, her soft hand holding his own hand that now feels like an old sweaty mitten to him. She brings him to their dining room table, where her books are already laid out. They sit. She watches as her mom disappears into the kitchen.She whispers, “Mom doesn’t let me bring boys up to my room...”He stares at her, unable to conceive of him seeing her room.“Uh, sure. Of course. No problem.”Mom reappears with some drinks for them. Orange juice, but it could be prune juice for all he cared, he would drink anything she placed in front of him. Finally, Mary got John’s attention back to math.He had learned to slow down and give her real-world analogies, even.
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