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Agency Hijinx
I swear he called at 12:01 the next day. It was, I suppose technically
afternoon, so I couldn't bitch too much. He was sweet on the phone,
telling me what a wonderful time he had, talking all around it angling
for an invitation to come over. I loved it.
I let him talk and talk contributing almost nothing other than that's
sweet, and uh-huh, and you don't mean it, saying nothing whatever of
substance. I had a great time.
He was plainly running out of steam when I rescued him. "If I invite
you over you won't just assume you're coming over for another hand job,
will you?"
"No, no, Gwen. I just like hanging out with you."
I thought to myself, 'liar' but soldiered on, "OK. Stop and pick me up
some ice cream, chocolate, at the gourmet shop on the corner of Wistful
Vista and Main and I'll be glad to see you for sure."
"Great. You've got it. See you in a few."
Bang, he hung up the phone and I went and got dressed in a little white
top that just barely covered my tits, red shorts and, after agonizing a
couple of minutes, some red wedges with big bows to tie around the
ankles. I looked adorable. I put some classical music on in the media
room and waited. Dave got there within a couple of minutes. I took the
ice cream and sat down. "Get me a spoon from the kitchen, Dave."
"Uh, OK. Which way is the kitchen?"
I pointed out the door, "To your left one door down. You can't miss it."
I smiled. He asked, "Where are the spoons?"
"Dave, show some initiative. I like to boss you around, you like to be
bossed around, but I shouldn't have to tell you every detail all the
time. Remember now, though, one spoon and one spoon only is your
mission. This is my ice cream."
He looked a little crestfallen but he left and after a couple of minutes
came back with a spoon. "Remember where the kitchen is and where the
cutlery is, Dave."
I patted the seat beside me and gave him the ice cream. "Take the lid
off for me, please."
He did it and gave me back the ice cream. I smiled and took a bite of
chocolate. "I like the media room. It sets an atmosphere I enjoy."
"Me too."
I took a couple of more bites of ice cream then got a spoonful, leveled
it off and held it toward him. "Do you want some ice cream?"
"Yes, please."
"Open wide."
I put the ice cream in his mouth and said, "Lick it out of the spoon."
When he complied I said, "Good boy. That's so cute. Do you like the
music?"
I got another bite of ice cream.
"Yes, I do."
"Don't you think this is romantic?"
He gurgled, "Yes."
I took one last bite of ice cream and leveled it off and said, "Open."
I gave him that last bite and told him, "Put the lid back on and put it
in the freezer for later."
I handed him the spoon and sat back on the sofa and kicked one leg in the
air.
He dutifully left for the kitchen and was back pretty quickly.
I stretched as he watched and I snuggled up to him. "This is so
romantic."
He put his arm around me and said nothing.
I asked him, "Did you like giving the blow job to your friend?"
He looked uncomfortable. "Yeah, I guess it was all right."
"Have you ever got a blow job?"
"Sure."
"From a guy?"
He looked offended again. "No!"
I grunted. He sat there a minute and finally said, "Why didn't you call
me a liar that time?"
"I think you were telling the truth."
"But not before?"
"Not before. You impress me as the kind of guy who desperately wants to
give a blowjob but is worried about what people think. It probably never
occurred to you to ask for one to reciprocate. That's my opinion."
I looked innocently up at him and he was staring down at me and I said,
"You asked the question, I just answered it honestly."
He looked away and finally asked, "Have you ever given a blowjob?"
"Nope."
"Why?"
I started playing with his chest hairs. "Because I never wanted to.
Some people love giving blowjobs, some people love getting blowjobs and a
few neither."
"And you're a 'neither' huh?"
I moved his hand over my tit so he could feel the hard nipple. His
fingers went to it. Mom knew what she was doing. I took my chance.
"No."
That was not the answer he was expecting. "What do you mean by that?"
He kept playing with my nipple and I squirmed to encourage him. "What do
I mean by what? No? It means negative, your proposition is not correct
from my perspective."
He tentatively asked, "Would you like to give me a blowjob?"
"No."
He thought long and hard and it finally hit him. I kept looking up at
him and squirming as he caressed my nipple.
"That's impossible."
"What's impossible?"
"Why that would mean you liked getting blowjobs!"
He never let go of my tit. "If you say so."
He looked at me and licked his lips. He wanted to ask but he was afraid
he'd offend me. "Geez Gwen, you can't mean you have a dick!"
I squirmed so that he could reach my other tit. "Really?"
"Oh God, Gwen."
I kept my position and put a leg over his leg. My wedges were so cute.
He swallowed, but he never quit fingering my nipple, ever. I snuggled up
to him and he didn't say anything.
He blurted out, "What now?"
"Well, I guess you get to give me that nice blowjob you've always wanted
to give and I get to cum in your mouth. It's win-win."
I crawled up into his lap and I could feel his rock hard dick. I had
him. I squirmed a little to let him know I knew he was aroused.
"Oh God, Gwen."
"You said that already. Look at it this way, you want it, I want it,
and, for the first time in our lives we can both depend on discretion.
We're going for it."
I pinched his nipple and he squeaked. "But Gwen..."
"Don't worry about things so much. I'll tell you everything to do, and
you'll do it, no muss, no fuss, no guilt trip. See that red ribbon over
on that table? Well I'm going to climb off you and I want you to go over
to that table and get that ribbon."
I climbed off him and he went and got the ribbon. When he got back he
gave me the ribbon and started to sit down.
"No, no, turn around and put your hands behind you. I want to tie them
there so you take plenty of time to blow me, licking my dick, and kissing
it before you start sucking. I've waited a long while for this, and you
have too, so let's make it epic."
"Oh God, Gwen."
He turned around and put his hands back. I laughed and tied them
together in a great big bow. "There. Where's your phone?"
He nodded toward the table. "Good. I can take a video of this from two
angles at once a sort of two-perspective selfie."
"Gwen."
"Oh just shut up and enjoy it. You don't have to pretend you're not."
I stood up and looked him right in my eye and took off my shorts. You
could see my rather small dick make a tent in my red ruffled panties. I
continued looking at him until I had my panties off and in my hand. He
avoided looking at my crotch. "These are for you, sweetie, as a sort of
token of our relationship, if you want them."
He nodded he did and I slid them down the front of his shirt and rubbed
his nipples as I did it.
"There, that way you won't forget them even if you run out of here
crying."
I smirked and sat down. "Get down on your knees between my legs. Do you
want my legs over your shoulder, or down by your knees where you can see
my cute toes while you're blowing me?"
He was almost in tears his face was so red but he managed, "Can I get one
of each?"
I laughed, "Sure, sweetie. Now take your time, lots of licking and
kissing to start. I'll guide you along. Don't worry. With me leading
you, this is going to be a great blowjob, a great blowjob. 'One of
each', I like that."
I turned the video camera on the phones, one in my left hand, above, one
in my right hand, level with his face. I put a leg over his left
shoulder and a foot down by his right knee. "OK, now take your time, go
ahead, look at it, see how the pubes are all trimmed and cut in the shape
of a heart? I did that just for you. Go ahead look at it, think about
how my dick is going to feel in your mouth. Take your time, don't hurry,
when you feel the time is right, just start licking and kissing."
I said it loudly and distinctly so the phone video picked it up. He
looked at my erection for a couple of minutes, steeling his courage and
in an instant, as if by impulse, started licking it all over.
"That's right baby, get me all fired up for that blowjob you've been
waiting all these years to give. Make me love it."
He really got in to it, bless his heart. He licked and kissed and teased
it for quite a while before I let him put it in his mouth and start
sucking. I came pretty quickly, actually, and the poor baby had trouble
catching all the cum in his mouth, but he did it, like a trooper. I was
so proud of him.
Finished, I said, "Hold on."
I went to the kitchen and got the ice cream and another spoon. He was
still on his knees when I came back, so I sat in front of him and
switched legs, right one over his shoulder, left one by his knee, and
turned the cameras back on. I got a huge spoonful of ice cream and told
him, "Now I want you to hold this in your mouth and start sucking and
this time, after I've cum you can swallow everything and you can lick up
the inevitable mess from my crotch. You'll like that, won't you?"
He looked at my crotch, nodded and opened his mouth wide, and I put the
ice cream in and leaned back. It was heavenly. Nothing ever felt as
good again as that first time Dave blew me with his mouth full of ice
cream.
I shot and he swallowed everything and licked up the residue while I, and
the cameras, watched. I teased him and said I was never, ever going to
untie him, sorry but his blowjobs were just too good. He just sat there
on his knees and shyly grinned. He is so cute.
"Well, last night I gave you four hand jobs. Are you going to give me
four blowjobs tonight?"
He shrugged his shoulders and finally blurted out, "It would make us
even, wouldn't it?"
"That isn't begging, except in the most subtle way. I was hoping for a
little more obvious begging. Try again."
"Could I please give you another blowjob, please?"
"Do you want me go through your phone and delete all the contacts I don't
want you to have?"
He started to say something and thought better of it. "OK."
"Not OK, but do you want me to?"
"Would you please edit all my contacts in my phone?"
He stayed on his knees while I went through contact by contact and made
him explain who everyone was. 'She's a girl I know.' got her deleted. I
deleted a hundred contacts from his phone, I'll bet.
"I'm going to put a nice picture of me next to my contact and rename it,
'Girlfriend'. Look up and smile. I took a picture of him there between
my legs looking up and smiling. I put it in my phone and labeled the
contact, 'boyfriend'.
"Are you on Facebook?"
He nodded. "What's your password? If you change it without telling me
the new one, that will be tantamount to breaking up."
We went through his entire "Friends" list and deleted everybody I didn't
approve of, and then I changed his relationship status to "In a
relationship."
"There. In addition to being bossy I'm pretty jealous, so keep that in
mind. Now maybe one more great blowjob before I send you home."
He got into it again. These were my first blowjobs as they were his, but
I'll swear to God he was a natural, and what talent does it take to enjoy
getting a blowjob? Maybe they were so fun just because he loved doing it
so much. If so, how in the hell did the poor guy wait until this point
in his life? Did he just need leadership that badly? Or maybe it was
just because I was so damned good-looking. Ah well, in the end, who
cares? But there are a lot of unanswered questions.
Anyway, I came in his mouth a last time and sent him home. I did kiss
him goodnight, after all, he was my boyfriend, and this was the beginning
of our long relationship.
Cleaning up and closing up the house that evening I contemplated all that
had occurred and all that I had to discuss with Mom. It was quite a
list.
The End
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