Rose Ch. 02

Rose

Previously on Rose: Lonely, quiet, and unlucky in love Ryan Wong is asked a favor by his roommate and friend Judy Chan. Judy wants Ryan to help her become more sexually adventurous or in her words: "How to be a slut." After a night of passion and experimentation, Ryan is left unsatisfied and confused about his own personal feelings for Judy as well as worried that he may have taken things too far. After a day spent with friends, Ryan agrees to be set up on a date with Cassie's friend, Emma. Ryan spends the night having dinner with Judy and clarifying their situation having sex and spending the night together. An arrangement is made.

This is where we pick up on our story.

Ch. 2 The List

As a man, there are few pleasures greater than waking up to a blowjob. Judy had surprised me this morning. It had been four days since we had come to our little agreement. Since then, we had mostly reverted to our roommates/friends relationship paradigm. The only thing that had changed was that we had started spending more time with each other. We ate dinner, watched movies, and even cooked together almost every day. Neither one of us had mentioned the sex nor Judy's desire to 'become a slut.' Hell, we hadn't even been intimate, except for the occasional cuddle. This was a most welcome surprise. I pulled the covers off of me to find Judy between my legs. Her mouth wrapped around my cock. Her tongue massaging my shaft as she bobbed her head up and down on my length. Fuck. She was really starting to come into her own as a cocksucker.

"Mmm, g'morning." I said, still half asleep, though that feeling was fading. Hard to be asleep when your gorgeous roommate has her mouth wrapped around your cock.

"Morning." Judy said, disengaging herself from my cock for a second and diving right back in. She went to licking my balls while her right hand jacked my cock. Her saliva providing the lube needed for her hand to slide across my cock with ease. I moaned with pleasure, while Judy delicately licked my sack. Fuck. I didn't teach her this move. She was getting bolder and bolder with me.

"Fuck." I groaned, "Gonna cum."

Judy took that as a signal and accelerated the speed of her strokes. "Yeah baby, cum for me." She said, taking a playful lick of my cock head. "Give me your fucking cum. Cover my slutty face with your cum. I want to fucking taste it in my mouth."

It didn't take much dirty talk from Judy to get me to cum. My cock quivered with pleasure as my orgasm tore out of me. Judy must have sensed it because she immediately aimed my cock at her face and let my cum shoot out all over her face. The first shot streaked across her right cheek and landed in the middle of her forehead. The second hit her right on the nose and the last shot nailing her forehead again.

"Mmm," Judy moaned giving my cockhead a light peck. "Thanks."

"Thank you." I said with a grin, I sat up and covered my softening cock with my blanket. "What prompted this?"

"Always wanted to try waking someone up with a blowjob." Judy said with a shrug. She took a finger and wiped the cum off of her face. She grabbed a box of tissues that she had left a top of my bed and cleaned her fingers. "I figured, now was a good time to try that, with our little agreement and all."

Made sense.

"Anything else, you've been meaning to try?" I asked

"What do you mean?" Judy said

"Well, since you want more sexual experience, I figure now would be the right time for you to experiment."

Judy blinked as if she hadn't thought about that. "You make a good point. So how should we do this?"

"How about you make a list of things that you'd like to try and we'll try to work our way down the list together?" I suggested.

"Yeah, I like that idea." She said nodding her head excitedly. There was a twinkle of eager anticipation in her eyes. "I'll start working on it today." She crawled over to me and gave me a quick kiss on my cheek before heading out.

Well, that was unexpected. I laid back down on my bed. Things couldn't get any more complicated. A buzzing at my side alerted me that I had received a message. I grabbed my phone and turned on my texting app to find a message from an unknown number.

Hi Ryan, this is Emma, Cassie's friend. She said that we should go out. Call me <3

Or maybe they could...

I put my hands over my face, rubbed my eyes and got out of bed.

I needed something to distract me.

***

One of the benefits of being a software engineer is the ability to work from home. The company that I work for is a relatively large software firm, which means that I'm allowed to work from home two days out of the week. Today was one of those days meaning that I was able to get in a quick jog around the neighborhood. I was just getting back in when I ran into Judy about to head out the door. To my surprise, she was wearing a long white dress decorated with yellow sunflowers, along with a pair of red sneakers. Her hair was down and held back with a hairband.

Stylish. Especially when you consider that her normal attire usually consisted of a pair of jeans and a hoodie bought from the university bookstore.

"Wow." I said "You look nice today."

Judy smiled warmly. "Thanks, I've got a busy day today. But I wanted to try something different."

"Gonna be a long day?" I asked, it was more a rhetorical question than anything else. I knew that Judy TA'ed for a few undergrad classes at the university and held office hours today. That, along with writing her master's thesis, grading papers, and holding office hours meant that a good chunk of her time was usually spent at the university.

"Yep, see you tonight?" Judy asked.

"Definitely," I said with a grin. Since coming to our little "arrangement", Judy and I had started eating dinner together. It was nice. "I'll make dinner tonight."

"You too." Judy said and to my surprise, she walked over and gave me a quick kiss before walking out the front door.

**

I spent the majority of the day, working on one of the projects that my company had assigned me. I tended to work on the dining room table whenever I worked from home. A cup of coffee and a large water bottle, usually reserved for hikes, sat next to my laptop along with an pair of noise cancelling headphones. I spent the next three and a half hours, writing, testing, and debugging code. I only stopped only to use the bathroom, drink water or grab a snack or two. The harsh, energetic beats of dubstep booming in my ears through my headphones as I worked. Around 11:30am, right when I was finally satisfied with how my code was running, I got a text from Jack.

Lunch?

I instantly felt my stomach rumble in anticipation. I didn't know how hungry I actually was until the thought of food was planted into my head. It's amazing how a single word, phrase or even sound can prompt such a physiological response from our brains. Pavlov really was onto something.

I picked up my phone and texted back.

Where?

A beat and a moment.

I'm craving burgers and fries. Driftwood Diner?

Burgers did sound good and I had been working long enough. I didn't have any afternoon meetings meaning that I could take it easy for the day.

I'm down, 30 minutes? I typed and sent it.

Jack replied after another minute. Yup.

I smiled. It was amazing that 15 years of friendship could result in a nearly binary form of communication. I closed my laptop, satisfied with the amount of work that I had completed this morning and went to get ready. I washed my coffee cup, finished the rest of my water and got ready to ride out.

Judy and I live on the fifth floor of our apartment complex, a short drive away from the college town, Ingleside, where Judy worked. The town was known for having rowdy parties, especially after finals week, and good restaurants. Driftwood Diner was located at the very heart of Ingleside's downtown area. I parked my motorcycle on the street and walked in to find both Jack and Jane waiting for me on the patio.

Jane Olson was Jack's new girlfriend, and before that, his closest female friend. She was pretty and petite with pale skin, and beautiful brown eyes. Presently she was wearing a pair of jeans alongside a forest green blouse that hung off of her arms exposing her pretty shoulders. She gave me a bright smile when she saw me and waved me over with her hands.

Jack grinned when he spotted me and got up to give me a hug as I approached the table.

"What's up, brother." Jack said.

"Just work," I said with a grin. "You didn't tell me that I was going to be playing third wheel."

"Hazards of being single, dude."

"Fair enough." I took a seat at a table and gave Jane a grin. "Good to see you again. Have you guys ordered yet?"

"Waiting for you." Jane replied, and as if on command, a pretty blonde waitress wearing a tight black tank top and a pair of daisy dukes came by with menus for us.

I ordered a burger with a spinach salad and a glass of house made lemonade. Jane ordered a burger topped with mushrooms and a salad. Jack ordered a cheeseburger and fries with a coke and lemon wedge. We spent the next 15 minutes talking and joking around while we waited for our food. I wasn't particularly close with Jane, but I could tell how happy she made Jack. That was all that mattered to me. Plus, it was entertaining watching Jane poke at Jack's buttons. It was kind of nice being the third wheel, but not feeling like the third wheel. Jack and Jane made me feel like a part of the gang.

"So, settle this debate for me." Jane said after a moment. "Ocarina of Time or Skyward Sword?"

I blinked, out of all the things that I had expected to come up during this lunch hangout, the subject of Legend of Zelda was not on the list. "Ocarina of Time," I replied. "The story just feels so well written and engaging. My older cousin bought an N64 back in college just so he could play it."

"See told you!" Jack said teasingly.

"Boo," Jane pouted, "Breath of the Wild will always be my top."

"That's just because that was the first one you tried." Jack countered.

We laughed and talked. Jack may be with Jane, but at no point did I feel left out of the conversation. It was nice. We talked until a waitress dropped off our food. My burger was still steaming hot, a sliced tomato and two lettuce leaves on the side. I grabbed the fork, scooped some spinach onto my burger along with the tomato and lettuce and dug in. The vinaigrette dressing on the spinach contrasted well with the burger's juiciness. We ate and chatted for a bit longer, topics ranging from sports to recent movies, before Jane brought up the dreaded topic of my love life.

"You're way too cool to be single." Jane said, stealing a fry from Jack's plate. Jack didn't seem to mind. "So why are you?"

I shrugged. "Taking a break from dating,"

"Did that girl contact you yet?" Jack asked

"What girl?" Jane suddenly looked interested.

"Some friend of Cassie's," Jack replied, "She's crazy hot." Jane turned to Jack and frowned. "Her words, not mine."

Jane turned back towards me. "So, have you contacted her yet?"

I shrugged, "she actually texted me this morning." After Judy had literally just finished sucking my cock.

Jack suddenly seemed more interested in the conversation. "And? Gonna make a date?"

I shrugged again, "Not sure." There was still a lot that I needed to work out, especially in regards to Judy and I. Was our relationship romantic? Or was it more of a friends-with-benefits type of situation?

"Why not?" Jane asked,

"Well, she texted me first, actually." I said,

"OH?" Jane and Jack said at the same time. Both of them leaned in, suddenly more invested in the conversation? "Let's see it!"

I shrugged, pulled out my phone and handed it to them. Jane snatched it out of my hand excitedly.

"Hi Ryan, this is Emma, Cassie's friend. She said that we should go out. Call me." Jane read aloud. "Ooh, she even gave you a heart emoji."

I raised an eyebrow, "Is that supposed to mean something?"

Jane shrugged. "Means that she's probably at least somewhat interested in you."

"Hey wait a sec, you used to leave me hearts in your texts all the time." Jack said turning to Jane.

"Yeah, and you never got the hint, you dense piece of wood!" Jane replied, playfully smacking Jack upside the head.

I chuckled at that. Jack smiled too and gave Jane a big kiss on the cheek.

"You gonna text her back?" Jane asked, handing the phone back to me?.

"Eventually." I lied. I still hadn't decided if going out with someone was a good idea.

"What's stopping you?" Jane said, then her eyes widened. "Is there someone else?"

Jack sat back on his seat and folded his arms. "You didn't say anything about that on Saturday."

"Nothing much has happened on that front." I said, another lie. A lot had happened on that front, but the events that had unfolded had left me more confused than ever. I didn't like the idea of moving forward on something unless I had a solid plan of action.

"Well, I don't think it would hurt to play the field." Jack said, Jane nodded in agreement.

"Yeah, until you two make things official, I don't think it would hurt for you to go on dates with other people." Jane added in.

"Wouldn't that hurt the other person's feelings?" I asked.

They both shrugged at the same time.

"True, it might." Jack said. "But part of it is their fault for

"Or it may also force the other person to actually confront their feelings for you. It may move the relationship forward." Jane added. "For better or for worst."

I hadn't thought about it like that. There was a lot for me to think about.

***

Jack and Jane ended up inviting me over to their place for dinner on Friday. An invitation that I was more than happy to accept. They told me that Shawn and Cassie would also be heading over, so it would be a good idea if I brought a date. It was either that or playing fifth wheel to two couples.

Definitely not.

I rode home not long after finishing lunch. The ride was peaceful and allowed me time to think and reminisce. Date other people? While fucking Judy? The thought hadn't really crossed my mind. But both Jack and Jane made good points. Judy and I weren't dating, hell I wasn't sure what we were, so why would it hurt if I went out with someone else? But that begged the question, did I want to try dating other people?

Maybe I should bring Judy to dinner this Friday. It would be a good way for me to test the waters and figure out my feelings.

When I got home, I put on a playlist consisting of lo-fi hip hop beats and spent the afternoon working. I let the chill beats drown out the sounds of my thoughts. The music helped me focus and I was able to get a great deal of work done. Good thing. The deadline for this project was fast approaching. Before I knew it, 4:00 had rolled by and I had finished most of my work for the day. Since no one was around to monitor my work hours, I decided that now was a good time to call it a day. I went out for another run, somewhat enjoying the feeling of my feet pounding the concrete with every step. I ran out to a park about ten blocks away from the apartment and did three laps around the local soccer field. A group of local kids had taken up the field, playing a game of pick-up soccer with each other. I kicked their ball back to them, the few times the ball crossed my path. Afterwards I did a quick hike through the park petting every dog that approached me and chatting with a few of my neighbors.

Judy was parking her car, a well driven Toyota Camry, when I got back to our apartment. I headed over and watched her exit the vehicle. "Just in time!" She said, "I got take out!"

I smiled, that was a pleasant surprise. "Awesome."

She popped open her trunk and I instinctively walked over to help. "Just finish working out?" Judy asked, giving me a quick once over, there was a twinkle of approval in her eyes.

I blushed. "Yeah, I went for a run." I reached over and grabbed the heaviest looking items: her briefcases and backpack. Judy grabbed the two bags of take out and we headed in together. Our apartment was on the second floor of a massive apartment complex so it wasn't too much of a walk. I unlocked and opened the door, pushing it open with my back and let Judy walk in first.

"Can you put my stuff on the couch?" Judy asked, she put the two bags onto our dining table and began taking out the food.

I spied, Korean food, stored in plastic containers. Jajamyeon, noodles in black bean sauce, along with a kimchi pancake, and japchae, stir fried glass noodles with vegetables. My stomach began to grumble in anticipation.

"I'm going to take a shower," she announced after placing her bags onto the couch. "I'm all sweaty and gross."

I nodded. "Go, we'll eat after you're done."

I went into my room and grabbed a fresh pair of clothes. My run had left me sweaty. I didn't want to have dinner with Judy while reeking of sweat.

I blinked and realized that I needed a shower too. I stripped down to my boxers and walked over to our bathroom. The water was already running, and I could hear Judy humming some song inside. I gingerly reached for the doorknob, my hand shaking the entire time. Should I do this? Was this crossing a line? My thoughts drifted back to the blowjob that Judy had woken me up with. She wanted to be more sexually adventurous right? Shower sex seemed to be a good thing to explore. A quick twist and a bit of forward pressure let me know that the door was unlocked.

That was a good sign.

I took a deep breath and stepped in.

Heat and moisture hit me immediately upon entering the bathroom. Our bathroom is really nothing special. A toilet, that I try to the seat down, a standing shower in the corner next and a bathtub directly in front of the son. Pretty standard stuff. Judy was inside of the shower softly singing some song in Mandarin. Her voice high and operatic. Beautiful. Steam obscured my view of her leaving only a silhouette gracefully dancing amongst the veil of water and air.

I quietly dropped my boxers and opened the door. From this close, I could see the water running down every inch of Judy's perfectly flawed body. The soft curves, the splattering of blemishes on her back, the places on her body that were flabby all just seemed to enhance her beauty. Her pale skin, slick with water and suds, seemed to glow in the amongst the bathroom's fluorescent lights. I stepped into the shower, cautiously placing a foot in first.

"C'mon in, the water's perfect." Judy said, not turning around. She gave her perfect ass a playful little wiggle.

My cock stirred at the gesture.

"You knew I was going to come in?" I asked, stepping in and wrapping my arms around her. I nestled my hardening cock between the valley of her firm, supple ass.

"Mmm, no. But I thought that you might want to." She replied.

"You thought?" I echoed. "Any other thoughts?"

Judy nodded. "I think about a lot of things." She moaned, my hands cupped her breasts, I enjoyed the weight of her soft, bouncy flesh in my palms. "How much sex I've been missing all these years. How much more I want to try. You."

"Me?" I echoed, I gently kissed her neck, nibbling on the firm flesh. Judy gasped in response.

I could feel her nod. "The way you touch me, the way you kiss me, the way you make me feel."

I rained kisses onto Judy's neck, peppering them with my lips. My hands snaked up from beneath her armpits, one arm wrapping around her stomach, the other hand cupping her chin. Judy sighed as I kissed the nape of her neck.

"I've missed this." Judy hissed between moans. She turned her head so she could breathe into my ear. "I've touched myself over and over thinking about you, thinking about the way you touch me. I always cum, but it's never the same. I never cum as hard as I cum with you. I never cum as hard as when you make me cum."

I shuddered at her words.

She gasped when my hands found her breasts, grabbing a handful with force and authority. Fingers found nipples, dexterously rolling the soft points and rousing them from their slumber. They hardened between my fingers, eliciting gasps from Judy. I continued to kiss her neck, massaging her breasts as I tasted her. God, this taste, this feeling of her, I couldn't get enough. I wanted to drown myself in her. Judy's right hand found my head, fingers stroking my cheek as I continued to kiss, lick and nibble at her neck and collarbone.

"Yes." She panted, her left hand went down, reaching behind her to massage my awaiting cock. "I sit in class all day, listening to lectures, rubbing my thighs together, thinking about how you kiss me,"

My right hand reached down to her thighs, somehow both soft and firm.

"How you touch me, how you-OH!" My fingers had found her pussy, already wet with desire, and quickly found her clit. My digits placing gentle pressure on the hardened mound.

"How I what?" I whispered into her ear. Two fingers beginning to draw slow circles around her pleasure point. "Tell me, slut."

"H-h-how you m-make me cum." Judy whispered, her voice breaking and trembling, desperate to enjoy the process.

I grinned at this feeling and continued to pleasure her. My lips scattering kissing upon her neck, my left hand massaging her tits; my right teasing her pussy. Her juices dripping onto my fingers as they rub at her clit.

The first to give out were Judy's legs, bending and bowing to the pleasure. She would have toppled to the ground if my arms didn't wrap themselves around her. "You gonna cum?"

Judy nodded. "Y-yes sir." She moaned.

"Cum for me." I whispered and nibbled on her earlobe.

Judy's hand came up to caress my cheek, her touch soft yet demanding. "No, please. Not like this." Her voice shaking as if she were trying to suppress the pleasure and stop the inevitable wave of her orgasm. "Not with your fingers."

"Then how?" I growled into her ear, "how do you want to cum?"

"I want to cum on your cock." She moaned kissing me, she had finally managed to twist her waist enough so we could kiss. Our tongues wrapped around each other, eager for us to taste each other again. She tasted of honey, juice and desire, sweeter than anything that I had ever experienced. "I want to cum with you inside me."

Judy pressed herself up against the shower's marble wall. Two hands went to the back to spread the cheeks of her gorgeous ass, opening herself up to me. I could see her beautiful pussy, dripping with desire, and the puckered rosebud of her anus. "Fuck me, sir." She said, "I want it."

I shuddered at her words. My cock's hardness was at its max, desperate to be enveloped by her tight pussy. I bent my knees to better position myself at the entrance of her sopping cunt. "You want it?" I said through gritted teeth. The method was awkward and uncomfortable, but I was able to slip the tip of my engorged head into her folds.

"You know I do-OH!" Judy's words were interrupted by my manhood thrusting into her pussy. And once again, my cock was engulfed in the unbelievably tight and wet passage that was Judy's cunt. Her pussy gripped my cock tightly, welcoming it back inside of her. "Yes!"

I fucked her with slow deliberate movements, careful not to go to fast because of the wet floor. Even so, my hips slammed into Judy's ass sending ripples of impact across the fatty tissue; water droplets exploding from her ass with each thrust. "Fuck!" I grunted, my hands gripping her hips so hard that I was sure that I was going to leave marks.

Good.

I want there to be reminders of who she belongs to.

I continued with the slow, but powerful thrusts inside of her; driving myself deeper with each motion. Fuck. I wasn't going to last long, I could feel my cock getting ready to burst. And then to my surprise, I felt Judy begin to push back against me. Her ass meeting my hips with each motion with each thrust. We eventually found a rythmn that She was moaning like crazy, her own pushes becoming more desperate, her pussy growing tighter with each motion.

She was close.

My hand went up to her hair, wet and glossy, and grabbed a handful of her hair; wrapping it around my hand as I did. I pulled her back towards me with a gentle and firm pressure causing Judy to cry out in surprise. I tugged her hair back, causing her to arch her back, until our eyes met. Judy's head upside down, wet and smiling, her eyes hazy with desire.

"You like that, slut?" I asked, my voice rough, coarse and desperate to hold off on cumming.

Judy gave me a toothy grin. "You know I do, sir." She said, her voice trembling.

"You gonna cum?" I growled.

She nodded, closing her eyes to savor the sensation. "So close." She moaned, I leaned into kiss her. The kiss awkward, our faces inverted, mine right side up, Judy's upside down. Despite this, the passion was still there, our tongues meeting again; tasting each other. "C-cumming." She moaned, breaking the kiss. Her pussy tightened around my cock, throbbing as her orgasm was burst forth. Her legs buckled, the strength of her orgasm overwhelming her other senses. My arms immediately went to her stomach, wrapping themselves around the taut, yet also soft flesh. I held her up and let her ride out the force of her orgasm.

I held her close, enjoying the feel of her body close to mine; warm water spraying down from our shower. Slowly, Judy came back down from her orgasm, her legs regaining their strength and stability.

"You ok?" I asked, as she stood up straight. I detached myself from her warm passage, my cock still unsatisfied, I wanted more. I pushed those feelings down, that wasn't important.

"dnt cm." Judy murmured. Her voice soft and barely audible over the sounds of the shower.

"What?" I asked, what was she saying?

"Ddn't cum" She murmured again. She placed a hand on the wall to stead herself. The other hand went to my cock still slick with her juices. Judy slid her hand across my member with ease, I groaned in response. "Didn't cum."

Judy turned and dropped to her knees, both hands grabbing my cock. "You didn't cum."

She began stroking my cock, lubricated by her juices and my precum, with her hands. Her hands a spiraling blur on my manhood. "You didn't cum. Cum for me, baby." She moaned, "cum for me."

Fuck. I wasn't going to last long. Her hands felt amazing on my cock, tight and slick.

"C'mon baby, I want to you to cum. I want you to cum on my face." Judy moaned, her tongue flicking at my cockhead; just barely out of reach. "Mark me, sir. I'm yours, sir. Remind me who I belong to. Mark your property"

I came hard, my orgasm ripping through me. Ropes of cum blasting out, covering Judy's face with my seed. The first blast hit her on the forehead, streaking into her hair, the second on her cheek, the last on her chin. Judy's hands continued to stroke me even as I came, my cock pumping as if it still had cum to shoot.

The haze of my orgasm slowly died down and I slowly straightened myself up. Judy had yet to let go of my cock.

"I can still feel it throbbing." Judy giggled, her hands sliding across my cock. She gave my cockhead a light kiss.

She looked so beautiful, even when covered in my cum.

"Fuck..." I moaned.

"Mmm." Judy replied with a nod. She gave my cock an appreciative lick. "That was... fantastic."

"Did we cross something off your list?" I asked with a grin.

Judy nodded and smiled too. She stood up, turned and let the water wash my cum off of her face. She then turned back to face me. Soft hands grabbed my face and pulled me in for a kiss, deep and passionate. "Hells yes." She said, pulling back from the kiss. "It was amazing."

We kissed for a few moments, letting the warm water wash over us. I held her close, enjoying the feel of her against me, ignoring my cock's demands for more attention. Eventually, reluctantly, Judy broke away from the kiss, smiling the whole while. "The food's going to get cold." She said and almost on cue, my stomach gave out a low protesting rumble.

I nodded.

"I'm gonna go out and set up first, you should finish your shower." She said, walking past me. She gave my butt a playful squeeze as she slipped by

I stood there letting the water run over me before deciding to finish my shower and process everything that had just happened later.

***

Judy had the table set up when I came out from the bathroom. The shower had left me feeling cleaner and refreshed. I smiled when I saw her and the spread of food that she had. "Done?" She asked when she spotted me, a bright smile on her face. Her hair was still a bit wet; I could tell she had been drying it from the towel and hair drier left on the couch.

I nodded and scratched the back of my head.

"Hungry?" she asked.

"Starving." I replied, walking over to our dinner table.

"Good." She said with a gesture to all the food that was infront of us.

We ate and talked about our individual days. Judy talked about doing office hours and how much of her dissertation she had left to write. I personally had never done a master's thesis or a dissertation; so I didn't know what it exactly entailed. I did notice that Judy had recently been spending more and more time at her office in school or in her room. Apparently, she had been spending all that time writing. I mentioned how I had gone out to lunch with Jack and Jane after doing a few hours of work.

"So about this Friday,"

"OH! You wouldn't believe what happened." Judy said interrupting me, when the topic of Friday came up.

"Hm?" I asked, this was intriguing.

"Peter Lindberg from the chemistry department asked me out on a date today."

I felt my heart plummet into the pit of my stomach. I took a few bites of jajangmyun, the noodles were chewy, sweet, and savory. Perfection. I swallowed my noodles and pushed the feelings of anxiety down as deep as possible. "Is that even allowed?" I asked, I prayed that my voice was steady enough to hide what I was feeling. "What did you say?"

"Well, since he's also a grad student and we do our work in different departments, there's a bit of a gray area." Judy explained. "I gave it some thought and I think that I'm going to go out with him."

"Cool." I said, feeling my sinking heart reach Mariana Trench levels of deep. "I'm happy for you."

We finished our food not too long after. I threw out the trash and wiped down the table while Judy went into her room to work on her thesis. I went into mine not too long after. My room isn't anything special. A bed positioned up against the wall, a modest sized desk where I kept my desktop, a bookshelf pushed against the wall lined with old sci-fi novels, DVDs and old games furnished the room. I kept a dresser decorated with a few miniature statues of anime characters I had bought over the years opposite my bed. My wall was bare except an 'Enter the Dragon' poster that I had bought from the university's farmer's market. Like I said, it wasn't much, but it was mine.

I spent about an hour laying on my bed thinking and reminiscing to myself. I was an idiot for putting so much thought into this. Judy had asked me to 'teach her to be a slut', her words not mine, but she had never said that she wanted anything else. It was my fault for expecting more and wanting more. Of course, she would use the experience to go back out into the world. Of course, she would want to experience more. It was just my job to teach her before sending back out.

She was never mine to begin with.

I laid there on my bed, my thoughts simmering played with my phone, mindlessly scrolling through my text messages until I came across the text Emma had sent me this morning.

Hi Ryan, this is Emma, Cassie's friend. She said that we should go out. Call me <3

I hesitated before typing a reply.

"Hey, sorry for the late reply. You wouldn't believe the day I've had. Wanna grab some drinks this week?"

My thumb hovered over the send button. Might as well, Cassie did say she was "crazy hot". I sent it and put my phone to the side. My phone buzzed a second later with reply.

Friday?

"Sorry, I've got a dinner with friends."

No worries. I can always make some plans with my girlfriends. I could do Saturday though.

Saturday would work. It would be good to

"Saturday works. Any place in mind?"

Again, Emma took a minute to answer: How's Witching Hour Pub sound to you?

"Sounds great. 7:30?"

8 is better. Gives me time to get ready.

"Alright, see you then."

Can't wait. <3

So, it was as easy as that. I had a date set up for Saturday. I tossed my phone to the side and put the back of my hand over my eyes to block out the lights. Had I just made a huge mistake? What about Judy? She hadn't given any thought about me when she accepted that date with Peter Lindberg? So, what was wrong with accepting a date on my end? This was getting way too complicated. I laid there for a few minutes, just enjoying the feeling of rest that lying on the bed gave me, when a knock on my door brought me back to reality.

"Wha?" I groaned, I glanced at the clock. 8:37. I had been lying there for close to an hour.

"It's me." Said Judy from the other side. "Can I come in?"

"Yeah, give me a sec." I said getting off my bed. I smoothed out the crinkles in my shirt and made sure that I was presentable before opening the door.

Judy was clad in a pair of pajama bottoms and a university sweatshirt. Her hair was tied in a simple ponytail, and she wore a pair of glasses. Pretty standard stuff from her.

"Hey sorry, were you sleeping?" Judy asked.

I shook my head. "Just resting for a sec. What's up?"

Judy reached into her pocket and pulled out a folded piece of paper. The edges were crinkled and the blue ink that she had used to write was visible even in the dim light of my room.

"What's that?" I asked.

She said nothing and instead handed me the paper. I unfolded it and did a quick scan of the contents. I felt my eyes widen in surprise.

"Is this?" I asked, my eyes widened as they scanned the paper's contents.

Judy nodded. "I spent about an hour writing it today. Things that I want to experience, things that I want to try.... with you."

"You've been busy." I said with a chuckle. A gesture that Judy returned, her face a brilliant red. I gave the paper another quick glimpse, there certainly were a lot of things that she wanted to try. Fuck in a risky place, blowjob in a car, walk around in a public place in a dress and no panties, were just a few of the things that caught my eye. But the one that stood out the most was the first thing she listed: have my pussy eaten.

She had never been pleasured in that way? Shit, she had blown me a bunch of times already and I had never eaten her pussy in return?

I leaned in close, and pulled her close, my hand cupping the small of her back. Judy gasped when I did, but she melted into my embrace all the same. "I think we can take care of number one right now." I whispered into her ear and leaned down to kiss the nape of her neck. Judy let out a breathy sigh in response. "Would you like that?"

I felt her nod, but it wasn't good enough. "Say it." I growled, my hands went down and dug themselves into her fleshy ass.

"I want to try it, sir." She whispered. Even as we were talking, I had already began drawing her into my room. Guiding our steps towards the bed. We kissed, our tongues meeting again. By now they were well acquainted with each other. I could taste something sweet inside of her mouth, had she been drinking juice? It didn't matter, I had other things to focus on.

"Try what?" I murmured, continuing my foreplay. I ran my tongue upwards on her neck, tracing the path of a tendon and ending just at her earlobe.

"Kiss me down there." Judy said, her voice distant, her breath coming out in shallow gasps.

"Down where?" I asked kissing at her neck, tasting her again, getting lost in the touch and feel of Judy. Judy moaned softly against my touch. I took that as a sign of approval and continued to kiss and bite at her neck, making my way south at an agonizingly slow speed. My cock was beginning to strain against my pants now. My body recognizing this taste and feel and preparing itself for what was to come. At this point, my desire for Judy had practically become a Pavlovian response. All it took was one touch, one taste, for me to want her.

I couldn't get enough.

My hands were slowly drawing her sweatshirt up and over her perky bra-covered tits. "Down here?" I kissed at her fleshy tits, my hands quickly lowering the bra to expose her nipples. "Or down here."

I wrapped my lips around one of her pretty nipples and went to work. I alternated between flicking at the hardened flesh with my tongue and sucking on her nipples "Oh. Oh god." Judy moaned. Her hands came up to hold the back of my head against her breast. A hand dropped down to the helm of her pants and began tugging her hands down. Judy eagerly lifted her ass to allow me to get her sweats off. My free hand massaged her other tit, enjoying the contrast between her soft flesh and her hard nipple. "Don't stop, oh god, don't stop."

I switched to her other breast, giving it the same care and attention I had given the second. Judy's moans were getting louder, her breath more ragged and labored. It was here that I noticed that this nipple was a bit inverted making it a bit harder to suck on. Not that I wasn't going to try though. I flicked my tongue against the shortened fleshy mound coaxing it awake and into a hardened state of attentiveness.

"Fuck, I love the way you suck my nipples, baby." Judy moaned, her hands running through my hair as worked. "Don't stop, please don't stop."

I had no intention of stopping and moved downwards, kissing the underside of her breasts, the shallow valleys of her ribs and her soft tummy. Judy wasn't the most athletic, but there was a softness in her thighs and stomach that was to be appreciated. She gasped when I kissed and licked at the bottom of her ribs and giggled when I kissed her belly button. The sounds coming from Judy only served to encourage me. I wanted to continue to please her, I wanted to make her feel more. But her upper body wasn't the prize. My hands began to softly tug at her bottoms, sweatpants, panties and anything else that she may have been wearing. Judy lifted her ass up and I was able to slip her pants off with ease.

The room was filled with the musky, sweet scent of her arousal. I looked down to her pussy, plump with kissable lips. I kissed her pubic mound, the short hairs tickling my face as I nuzzled myself against it. Judy's breaths were getting deeper and more shallow, she knew what was coming.

I leaned down to face her womanhood. Beautiful. Just like the rest of her. A single drop of arousal leaking out from between her closed lips. The fragrance from "So fucking hot." I murmur and dive in. I licked her inner thigh, running my tongue against the soft flesh.

Judy gasped loudly, her voice echoing throughout the quiet of my room. Her body shuddering at the touch of my tongue against her inner thigh. I smiled, enjoying the reactions I was drawing out of her. I kissed both of her inner thighs, licking and tasting her. The fragrance from her pussy drifting into my nose as I worked. Sweet, musky and overwhelmingly

"Please." Judy moaned, her hand was behind my head desperately trying to guide it towards her womanhood. "Please!"

"Please what?" I said with a grin. "Say what you want." I blew a breath of air onto her cunt and she shuddered again in response.

"Lick me." She gasped.

"I am" I murmured and licked the soft flesh of her inner thighs eliciting another gasp and shudder from her. This time, my tongue ran its way up her flesh just missing her labial lips by mere millimeters.

"No." Judy moaned, lifting her hips in frustration, desperate for the sensation. But she knew better. She knew what I wanted. "No..."

"Say what you want Slut." I growled, my hands pinning her hips to the mattress.

"Please, sir." Judy gasped as I continued to tease her nether region. "Please lick my pussy."

I smirked, pleased that I could get her to express her needs and desires. I dove in, my tongue tentatively running itself up her slit. Judy gasped in response. So, she liked it. Good. I ran my tongue up and down her labial lips. Coating her cunt with my saliva. Judy groaned in response, her hand came down behind my head and pushed my face against her womanhood. Her crease slowly opening itself up to me, drenching my face with her juices. Judy's breathing was deep and uneven. Her brain and body doing its best to process the pleasure that it was receiving. I drew my tongue upwards against her pussy again, stopping to press against the hardened button of her long-neglected clitoris. Judy arched her back and gasped loudly.

"Oh shit." She gasped. I took that as a good sign and flicked my tongue against her clit. My tongue was a blur against her nub. "Oh shit. Oh shit, oh shit, oh fuck."

She tasted so fucking good. Sweet, sour, and pungent, finer than wine. More intoxicating than anything alcohol could ever hope to offer. My tongue plunged into her honeypot, lapping at her juices. More. I wanted to taste more of her, I wanted her to feel more of this pleasure. I alternated between plunging my tongue into her wet snatch to savor her flower's nectar and flicking my tongue against her clitoris' sensitive mound. Judy was going wild at the attention. Her moans and gasp were loud enough to echo throughout my room. Suddenly I was glad that I had closed my windows that night. I didn't want anyone else to hear her moans or gasps.

Judy was mine.

Those sounds were for me.

One of her hands came down and somehow found my own. They held each other as I continued to pleasure her. By now, I had developed a good rhythm; my tongue lashing against her dripping gash while I finger fucked her with my free hand. Her juices were pouring out from her pussy, leaking out, drenching my chin and dripping down onto my bedsheets. Judy was going crazy sensation, her grip on my hand tightening.

"Oh fuck, oh fuck. Sir, I'm gonna... I'm gonna..." Judy moaned, her voice distant and pleading.

I sped up my finger fucking, pushing my two fingers into her and twisting as I moved so. My mouth moved over her clit and began to suckle on the pleasure center.

That did it.

"FUCK!" Judy screamed as she came. Her legs went rigid and trembled violently as the full power of her orgasm smashed into her. Her juices exploded out from her, her pussy convulsing around my tongue and fingers. My right hand immediately came up around her leg and over her hips, keeping her body firm against my mattress. My tongue a rapid blur against her clit. Her passage tightened around my fingers inside of her, wrapping and convulsing as the orgasm rose to it's highest point.

Judy laid there, sprawled out on my bed, for the longest time, even after her orgasm had faded. Her breathing slow and labored, like she had just cum her brains out. Beads of sweat coated her perfect body, the sweet smell of her climax still lingering in the air.

Her hands found my head resting against one of her thighs and pulled me up to face her. Without even the slightest of hesitations, she guided my lips to her own. Our kiss was deep and passionate, Judy pressing her tongue into my mouth to lap up the remnants of her juices.

"Rose." Judy said with a breathy voice when we finally broke the kiss. She giggled and buried her face in my shoulder.

"So, I take it you liked that?" I said with a grin.

Judy giggled. "Most definitely." She replied. "I didn't know that I could even feel pleasure so intense, so overwhelming. I felt like I was drowning, like a huge wave was coming at me and I could do nothing to stop it and I wanted it to crash into me. I wanted to lose myself and god when I finally let go, when I finally did. I came so fucking hard."

"But it got really intense?" I asked.

She nodded, "It was more intense than I'm used to and I wasn't sure if I could keep going. I was a little scared of what might happen."

I nodded in understanding.

She kissed me again. "Thank you." Judy whispered, "Could... I ask you for one more thing tonight?"

Even if I wanted to, I had already cum twice today. I wasn't sure if I had the strength or energy to fuck again. Guess this means I would have to up my workouts, especially the cardio. "What is it?" I asked.

Judy took a breath and bit her lip as if holding a question in her mind. and finally asked: "Could I sleep with you tonight?"

With the way Judy's libido had been these past few days, I hadn't expected a request like that. But looking at her, laying on my bed, covered in her sweat, my saliva, and her own cum, she was somehow glowing. So beautiful. Who was I to say no?

"Sure." I said, I pulled her in close and kissed the top of her head. Her hair was soft and smelled of lilacs. "I'd love for you to sleep in here."

It took a few minutes for her to get dressed again and a few more minutes for us to get settled. I was glad that I had sprung for the queen-sized mattress instead of the full. I pulled the covers over us, Judy scooted until our bodies were touching. She rested her head on my shoulder, her breathing soft, her hand placed on my chest. She fell asleep quickly. Sleep came quickly and I drifted off without much effort.

Dreams filled in my head.

They were of Judy.

****

The next few days proved themselves to be relatively uneventful.

Judy went to work at the university. She told me finals for the undergrads were coming up. Consequently, this meant that she was required to hold extra office hours for the next few weeks to answer any questions for the undergrads. What little time she did have, was spent working on her dissertation. She told me that she hoping to submit it for review by the end of the semester. As a result, she spent most of her evenings working in her office at the university.

I ate dinner alone most nights, leaving food for Judy whenever I cooked. I wasn't the best cook in the world, but I could make a decent enough stir fry or pasta dish. Judy was grateful for the food and smiled tiredly at me whenever she got home. She ate tiredly, her mind too tired and fried to carry out a conversation that lasted most sentences.

On the other hand, my week was more stable and mundane. I went to work and did my programming with my headphones blasting dubstep as I worked. My workplace had a great work from home policy, but I needed to get out of the house. So, I elected to go into the office for the rest of the week. Most of my coworkers chose to work from home so I had the entire office to myself. It was kind of nice coding in a big empty office, I was able to spread my things out and work without feeling cramped or rushed.

My evenings were spent gaming, watching movies alone or working out with Jack and Shawn. I didn't see much of Judy other than when she came home exhausted and wanting nothing more than a shower and a quick meal before collapsing to sleep in her room or vegging out on the couch for an hour or two before heading to bed. The few times that I did see her, we exchanged smiles and pleasantries. I could tell that the stress of her week was beginning to get to her. It was clear that she wanted nothing more than to just relax and not think about school or anything else for a few hours.

This was the relative pattern for us until Friday night. The night of Judy's date with Peter Lindberg. A night I had been dreading for days. Not because of jealousy, at least I didn't think so. But because of the emotional fallout that would inevitably follow.

She came into my room while I was reading, and my jaw nearly dropped at the sight of her.

Judy had dressed nice for the occasion. A pair of blue jeans that clung to her gorgeous legs and showed off the perfect peach of her ass. A grey blouse with puffy sleeves that ended in ruffles atop of her biceps. The blouse left just enough to the imagination, exposing her pretty neckline and the top of her chest. She had even taken time to do her hair. She had braided it the night before so it would be curled when she kept it loose. It cascaded behind her in soft coiled waves of shimmering black. She looked gorgeous.

"Wow." I said, my breath catching in my throat. My insides trembling. I turned in my computer chair so I could better face her.

"Like it?" she asked.

"You look... beautiful." I said, walking over to her. Our bodies were just inches away from each other.

"Think he'd agree with you?" Judy asked, beaming. Her smile was bright enough to light a room.

"He'd be stupid not to think so. You're beautiful." I said with a shrug.

Judy turned a deep shade of scarlet. "Thanks."

I reached out a hand and brushed a stray lock of hair away from her face and behind her ear. The knuckles of my finger drawing a gentle circle on her cheek. Judy's eyes widened and once again, I felt the sparkling of electricity crackling between us. I swallowed hard and I leaned into kiss her. Judy didn't hesitate. Our lips met and the spark between us exploded. My arms came up from behind and pulled her closer to me. Judy sighed and wrapped her arms around my neck. I lost myself in her. Soft, familiar and comforting. Her lips were chocolate, ecstasy and fine wine all rolled into one. My mind drowned in her scent. Vanilla and wildflowers. Sweet and comforting.

I knew it now and I was an idiot for not realizing it sooner. I was in love with Judy. Holding her. Kissing her. Sleeping beside her. Being with her. It all felt right.

I kissed her like I had always loved her. I kissed her like she was everything to me. All this time, all those dates, the isolation and rejection. I had been a boat lost at sea. Judy had been the lighthouse that guided me back to shore. Being able to spend time with her doing even the most mundane of activities such as eating dinner had been enough to pull me out of my loneliness.

Judy broke away from the kiss. Her eyes wide and shaking. Had she come to the same realization as myself? "I should... get going." Judy said, her voice was soft cotton. A distant whisper.

I nodded and swallowed hard. I watched her walk out, leaving me alone with the silence of my own thoughts.

***

I needed to do something to take my mind off of Judy's date. I had folded and left Judy's list inside one of my old novels; a first edition copy of the Silmarillion. I slipped it out, unfolded the piece of crinkled line copier paper and carefully read over its contents.

-have my pussy eaten

-Fuck in a risky place

-blowjob in a car

-walk around in a public place with a dress and no panties

-strap-on stuff?

-Take sexy pictures naked

-ride a guy until he comes

-Sex and foreplay blindfolded

-Shower sex (done!)

-cosplay sex

-bondage?

-threesome (ffm or mmf?)

- Anal?

-make a guy cum so hard that he can't think afterwards

Wow, she really had been busy thinking.

Some of this stuff, I could see myself doing with her. Others not so much. I wasn't exactly sure if I was down for any play involving strap-ons and I knew for sure that I didn't want to share Judy with anyone else, even if it was another woman. I was already having a hard enough time processing the fact that she was on a date with someone else. But some of the other stuff, I was eager to try with her. Blowjob in a car? There were a few empty stretches of road and dark freeways that would work out, I just had to make sure that I didn't crash while that happened.

Cosplay? Sure, why not. Fuck in a risky place? I'd have to find a spot for us to go together. Maybe her office or the park? Or maybe we could go away somewhere for the weekend It was then that I realized that I was making plans down the line for Judy and myself. Plans that would never come to fruition if Jane's date went well.

I was getting ahead of myself. How arrogant of me and my hubris to think that Judy and I could have a future. She had asked me to help her experience sex, not for me to become her boyfriend.

But then... that begged the question, did I want a future with Judy? We had been friends for so long that I was honestly surprised that it had taken us this long to hook up. There were only two ways for this to go, we either end up hurting each other or we end up together.

I shook my head. I needed something to take my mind off all of this. Some distance would be good to clear my head. I ended up texting Shawn who had promptly responded

"What's up."

I texted back immediately. "Need someone to talk to, got time?"

"Come over."

Blunt as always. Unsurprising, considering Shawn's personality. I changed into my leather jacket atop of a fresh shirt and pair of pants. I ended up driving out to Shawn's place this time. My car is an aging Honda Civic that rides smooth but makes loud sounds whenever I go too slow. Shawn was waiting for me on his porch when I parked.

"You ok?" Shawn asked. He was wearing a pair of cargo shorts and a tank top that showed off the tattoos on his arm.

I shrugged, "Some stuff happened. Trying to process it all."

Shawn reached into a cooler, pulled out a beer and tossed it over. I caught it, twisted the cap off and took a sip.

"So, what's going on?" Shawn asked, he gestured to the chair next to him.

"Shit went down, trying to process it all." I said taking a seat next to him. "I was... seeing someone. I think."

"Good for you."

I shook my head. "Not really. I think my expectations for the relationship and her expectations were completely different." I took a sip of the beer. Sharp, sweet, bitter, and bright, breaking me through my stupor. "She's currently on a date with someone else."

"Ah." Shawn said. "So that's why you're here."

I nodded solemnly. The sun was just starting to set casting an orange glow over the smooth suburban streets. I sipped the beer and watched the streets. "Needed to be somewhere, anywhere, to take my mind off of things."

Shawn took a sip of his beer. "Did you ever say that you wanted to be exclusive?"

I shook my head.

"And you're feeling jealous." Shawn continued

I nodded again.

"Sounds like you need to have a sit down with her. Tell her how you feel and what you want." Shawn said.

"And if she doesn't want that?" I asked. Across the street, a group of neighborhood kids played basketball in driveway. Their grandparents watched them from the porch swing, a content smile on their faces. This really was a slice of suburbia.

Shawn took a deep breath as if he were taking time to formulate a response. "Well then, there are two routes for you to take. One is to continue doing whatever you're doing with this girl while accepting that it might not be exclusive. That she will continue seeing other people. You can't go into this expecting her to change."

I nodded. That made sense. Expecting someone to change when there wasn't a chance for change was a recipe for heartbreak. The last thing I needed. I took another sip of my beer. The bottle was almost empty, and I was starting to feel a nice buzz come on.

"And option two?"

"Break it off and move on." Shawn said. "If you can't accept her terms and she can't accept your terms, then it's best that you forget about her and move on."

"Seems a bit harsh." I said, downing the rest of the beer.

"It probably is." Shawn admitted with a shrug, he offered me another bottle. I declined, I wanted to be able to drive tonight. "But, it's for the best."

"He's right you know." Said a melodic voice from behind me. I nearly jumped out of my seat in shock.

I turned around to find Cassie behind me. As usual, she had that million-dollar-light-up-a-room smile on her face. It's amazing how one's energy can brighten your mood; even if you were feeling like someone had taken a sledgehammer to your face and an ice pick to your heart.

"Hey." I said,

"Hey yourself!" Cassie said giving me a playful smack on the arm. "I wish you had told me that you had met someone earlier! I wouldn't have pressed you into asking Emma out!"

I shrugged. "I needed to figure things out. We're not exactly together either."

"What's going on then?"

I took time to explain the entire situation. Judy's request, my feelings for Judy, Judy's date. Cassie looked stunned by the time I was done. Shawn, ever stoic, cracked open another beer and tossed me another bottle.

"You need it." He said.

"No, what he needs is a good meal and time with his friends." Cassie countered. "Would you like to join us for dinner? I made pasta."

I turned to Shawn who gave me an uncaring shrug. "you've always been welcome here." He stated plainly.

"Sure." I said with a smile. "Dinner sounds great.

Dinner consisted of spaghetti (handmade noodles from scratch according to Cassie) and meatballs with red sauce along with salad and garlic bread. Cassie couldn't match Shawn's culinary skills, but she was still able to whip up a delicious meal. Normally I would hate playing third wheel with my friends, but Shawn and Cassie went out of their way to make me feel included. The conversation was always flowing. We talked about our friends, our jobs and shared stories about things that we experienced. It was a good feeling and a great way to get my mind away from Judy.

"So, how's the pregnancy running along?" I asked, between bites of salad and bread. The salad was crisp and light. A stark contrast with the savory flavor crunch of the garlic bread and a good palate cleanser.

Shawn grunted and kept eating his spaghetti.

"Going as well as it could." Cassie said. "Morning sickness hasn't been too bad."

Shawn raised an eyebrow. "You didn't say that when you were puking up your breakfast every morning."

Cassie punched him in the arm, provoking laughs from the entire table.

"Let's just say that I'm happy to be at the 'I-can-eat-whatever-I-want' stage of pregnancy." Cassie said.

"I'm just happy she's at the 'she-can-eat-something-without-vomitting' stage of pregnancy." Shawn joked, Cassie punched him again.

"I just wish that you guys were at the 'not-talk-about-vomit' while eating stage of your pregnancy" I said with a laugh. Cassie and Shawn joined me in laughter.

I guess Robin Williams in Patch Adams had a point. Laughter really was the best medicine. We ate, talked, and joked around for the next hour or so before my phone rang.

It was Judy.

I took a deep breath and briefly wondered if I should answer.

"Is that her?" asked Shawn, he and Cassie stared at me intently.

I nodded.

"You gonna answer?" asked Cassie, her eyes were wide and trembling with excitement. I had to grin at her interest. All of this had to be better than those cheesy romantic comedies that she loved watching.

"Think I should?" I said, the phone continued to buzz in my hand.

"You're still friends, right?" Cassie asked taking a bite of her salad.

That was true.

Even though we weren't together. Even if she was on a date with someone else. Even if she did somewhat reject me a few hours ago. Before all the sex and the confused emotions, I was her friend. And I was still her friend now.

I walked out of the room into the hallway and answered the phone.

"Hello?"

"Ryan?" Judy asked from the other end. I could hear the loud crowd in the background.

"Hey, what's up?" I said,

"Are you busy?"

"Just having dinner with Shawn and Cassie." I replied.

"Oh..." There was a pause that was practically deafening. "Never mind, it's nothing."

"Judy." I said gently, "What's going on?"

"It's nothing." She said, there was a bit of a tremble in her voice. Something was off about the way that she spoke.

"It's not nothing." I replied, this time a bit more firmly. "What's going on."

There was a second pause, I could hear running water in the background. Was she in the bathroom? "It's Peter... he's really aggressive and I don't feel safe with him."

I swallowed hard. No wonder she was calling me. "Do you want me to come and pick you up?"

Another beat of silence. "Can you?" Judy asked.

"Yeah, where are you?"

"Paddy's Irish Pub on fifth." She said, "Do you know where that is?"

"Yeah, hide out in the bathroom. I'll be there soon," I replied

I turned to find Shawn and Cassie staring at me from the dining room.

"Gotta go?" Shawn asked.

I nodded.

"You sure about this?" Cassie asked. There was a twinkle of excitement in her eyes.

"I'm sure."

****

Thankfully, Paddy's Irish Pub was close to the freeway and easy to find. I parked across the street and gave the gorilla sized bouncer a nod when I went in. The bar was bustling with activity. College students doing their best to wreck their livers before graduating. A few groups of friends chattering away, happy to see each other after a long week. A few business casual types, laughing between rounds of beer. Serving staff deftly moving between tables, chairs and people while carrying hot food or cold beer. A few idiots sat at the bar with their head slumped down, drunk and passed out before nine o'clock.

I didn't see Judy anywhere. Good. That meant that she was still in the bathroom.

I headed through the bar room, pushing my way past a few people until I entered the empty corridor that led to the bathrooms. I stopped just outside of the ladies' room and called Judy.

"Hello?" she answered quietly. I could hear her voice through the thin walls.

"Hey, I'm outside the bathrooms." I replied. "Come out when you're ready."

It took a few minutes, but Judy came out of the bathroom looking no worse than she had when she left.

Thank God.

She took one look at me and immediately buried her head in my chest, wrapping her arms tightly around my torso. I enclosed her in my arms and rubbed her back. "You ok?" I asked.

Judy nodded; but squeezed me tighter. "He's still outside. He kept texting asking me when I was coming out. He said that if I didn't come out soon, he was going to come in and fuck me in one of the stalls."

"Shh, shh. It's ok. I'm here now." I whispered, my hands went up to her and stroked the back of her head. "We can leave when you're ready or we can stay for as long as you need."

I felt her nod again on my chest. "Take me home." She murmured.

"Of course."

I took the lead when walking out to the barroom, my hand holding hers. The bar was still crowded, but we managed to push our way past most of the people. Judy kept her head down the entire time we walked, almost as if she was trying to hide herself. We had almost gotten to the door when a loud roar broke through my concentration. I felt Judy's hand tighten its grip against my own.

"JUDY!"

I turned to find a drunk man stumbling his way across the barroom towards us. He was a tall fellow with broad shoulders and long dirty blonde hair that was tied up in a ponytail. A beard framed a face that had features that most women would have considered handsome. That is, if he wasn't piss drunk and stumbling around with the same balance and control as a toddler.

Peter Lindberg, I suppose.

"Hey... you." He slurred. "That's my women, she's coming home with me."

The other bar patrons had gotten out of his way as he came towards us, nearly tripping a few times.

I stepped in front of Judy to put some distance between the two of them. "Don't think so," I said. "She asked me to take her home. You're drunk, call a cab and go home before you do something stupid."

"I asked her out, she's coming with me." Peter said with a hiccup. He reeked of liquor and I spotted a some ketchup stains on his front shirt. He reached for Judy and I brushed his hand away with the back of mine. There wasn't any force in my move, but Peter stumbled anyways.

What happened next happened so fast that it was nearly impossible to describe. Peter swung wildly, launching a haymaker at my jaw. And suddenly, the boxing training that I had been doing with Jack and Shawn kicked in. I instinctively moved my head back, his fist missing my nose by a few centimeters.

There's a science to throwing a punch. The power behind a good punch doesn't come entirely from the arms, shoulders or back. It comes from the legs and waist, especially how well rooted you are to the ground. Peter, being drunk, wasn't well rooted at all and spun from the force of his punch. He fell to the side and smashed into a nearby table, spilling food and drink all over himself.

The bar went silent. It was then when one of the bouncers came in the see what was going on.

I held my hands up, the universal gesture for "I'm not a threat."

"Hey man, I didn't do anything." I said, Judy remained behind me the entire time.

The gorilla sized bouncer looked at me and turned the bartender who nodded in agreement. The bouncer gave me a nod and I turned to leave with Judy.

***

The drive back was a silent one. There wasn't much to say, and I didn't feel like putting on music. So, we listened to the sound of my engine and rushing air outside of the car. I had given Judy my jacket to drape across her knees so she wouldn't be cold. Judy didn't say much either. Instead, she had resolved herself to resting her head on the window and watching traffic. We got back to our apartment complex pretty quick and I led Judy inside.

"You should probably shower." I said softly after taking off my shoes. I left to head to my room

I was stopped by a tugging feeling from behind. Judy had grabbed the bottom of my shirt. "What's wrong?" I asked craning my head so I could look at her.

"I think... we should talk," she said. There was a soft cadence to her voice.

"Not tonight, Judy. You've been through a lot."

She shook her head. "No, tonight. I want to have this talk tonight."

I let out a breath and nodded. "Alright, fine. Let's have this talk... just not in the hallway."

We ended up settling down on our couch. I took one side. Judy took the other. We sat in silence for a few minutes before Judy finally spoke. "I did a lot of thinking on the ride back. And I know that I hurt you tonight."

I didn't say anything in response to that other than a small hesitant nod.

"I didn't mean to." Judy said, "I just thought..."

Judy's words got caught in her throat and a silence descended between us that stretched on.

"Thought what?" I asked.

"I... thought that I could take what you taught me, what I experienced and use it to grow as a person." Judy said after a moment. "I've been so apart from everything; so focused on school that I'm not even sure I know how to do things like make friends or talk to people. But with you, I could be beautiful, sexy, slutty, and confident. And I guess it started to show for other people too. So, when Peter asked me out, I thought that maybe I could try something new. That maybe I was ready to try to live a little."

She scooted herself closer to me and I felt my breath catch.

"But the entire time I was with Peter, all I could think about was you." She placed a hand on my leg and I felt myself stiffen in response. "I kept thinking to myself 'Ryan would never do this.' Or 'Ryan would have done things differently' Even before he started... trying to touch me..."

Judy sniffled a bit and I instinctively pulled her close to me. She melted into me, resting her head against my chest. It was then that I knew that no matter, what happened next, things would work out. I held her tight in my arms.

"I realized something tonight." Judy murmured into my chest. Her voice was so muffled that I nearly didn't hear her.

"What's that?" I asked.

"These past few weeks have been amazing. Eating with you, watching TV, it's been, amazing. I work so much and put so much time in the lab that I had forgotten what it means to have a life. And the sex, my god, the sex has been so great. Every time, it's like a taking a huge weight off my shoulders. With you, I can be the responsible grad student, the carefree girl and the slutty sex goddess. I don't have to put up any walls or facades" Judy wiped a tear from her eye. "I don't think that I can get that same feeling of freedom with others."

"I don't want to be a slut." Judy said pulling away from me. Our eyes met. Her gaze was deadly serious. "I want to be your slut."

"What?" I said, not quite believing what I was hearing.

She crawled over and straddled herself over me, pressing her crotch against my groin. I could feel my cock waking up. Blood rushing south, preparing for what was to come. "All those things that we did, that I did. I don't want to do them for anyone else, but you."

My hands instinctively found the soft swell of her hips and gripped them tight. Judy gasped and started rocking against my cock. I could feel my brain getting hazy, my cock demanding to be let free. The softness of her pussy separated from my cock by just a few layers of fabric was almost too much to bear.

"I want to be your slut." She gasped, "No one else's. Your slut."

My lips found her own and we kissed deep. Her mouth opened to me and once again I got lost in her taste, her touch. Judy's entire being was good beer, a great workout, and a winning lottery ticket all at once. Invigorating and satisfying.

I could feel her hands undoing the buttons of my shirt.

"Now?" I asked with a small grin.

"Now." She said, grinning back and she ripped open my shirt exposing my bare chest.

I pulled her back into me, and my lips found her collarbone, kissing the hard surface. My lips found her collarbone and I kissed the hard surface, extracting a moan from Judy. I dug in deeper, hands finding the curve of her ass and pressed her against me. And then, suddenly, it was gone. Judy pushing away from me, her body glistening with her sweat and my saliva.

"No foreplay." She said softly. "Fuck me. Now."

My cock jolted in anticipation.

We tossed our pants aside and to my surprise Judy pushed me back down onto the couch. A soft hand, grabbed my cock and positioned it at her wet entrance

It took all of my willpower not to cum when she slid onto me. Fuck. She was so tight, her cunt wrapping me all around. Slowly she raised her hip and sank herself again, my cock going deeper inside of her. I groaned as she continued to bury my cock inside of her, each movement driving me deeper and deeper into her.

"Fuck." Judy sighed, as she bottomed out against me.

She swayed her hips and she let out a loud moan at the new sensation. Feeling bolder she began to rock faster and faster, letting my cock explore every part of her.

"Oh fuck." I moaned under my breath, her hips were a blur against mine and it wasn't long before she began to tighten up. I began thrusting my hips upwards, sheathing myself deeper into her.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck. Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit." She moaned. Her gorgeous tits bouncing as she moved against me. She rode me with furious abandon, disregarding any pretense of affection or romance. "Your cock feels so fucking good inside of me, I'm gonna cum. I'm gonna cum. I'm gonna cum. FUCK!"

Her pussy tightened around my cock shaft and squeezed as she climaxed. Her grip on my shoulders tightening to the point of pain, nails digging into my flesh. Slowly she came down from her climax and to my surprise, she continued to ride me. This time, bouncing up and down my cock, leaving a trail of wetness on my length.

"Oh fuck." I groaned and my hands grabbed her hips.

Judy took that as a good sign and continued to ride me. "You like that? You like the way I ride your cock like that?" She said, her voice was strained as she continued to ride me. "Fuck, you feel so fucking good inside me. I can feel you everywher-FUCK!"

Her words were cut off me thrusting inside of her. It wasn't enough for her to ride me. I needed to move as well. I needed to fuck her too. I pulled her close to me and began to piston into her, my hips a blur of movement against her. "Fuck, baby. Yeah, keep fucking me like that. Make me yours. Fuck the shit out me. Break me baby."

I could feel my cock swelling inside of her signaling what was to cum.

"You gonna cum, baby?" Judy moaned into my ear. Her breath warm and wet."Cum inside me, baby. I want you to cum inside me."

"Can't." I said through gritted teeth. "Too risky."

Judy leaned back against me a bit and looked at me. Her beautiful breasts moving with every one of my thrusts. "And what if I told you," She said through gritted teeth. "That I got on birth control the day after we started fucking. That way I could feel you cum inside me at anytime. Do it. DO IT."

Fuck. That did it.

I felt myself going white as I came, my cock spasming as it unleashed rope after rope of cum inside of her. My orgasm triggered Judy's own and once again her pussy closed around my cock milking it for all it was worth.

Her legs went rigid as her orgasm crashed into her like a tidal wave. A thin veil of sweat dripped from her body, her hair was a mess of loose black strands, her face open in a silent wail of pleasure. And she had never looked more beautiful. Her body shook as the orgasm overtook her and she collapsed onto me.

We laid there for the longest time, just basking in the closeness between the two of us. The softness of her breasts, of her body, pressing up against me. "You ok?" I asked when my breath and.

I felt Judy nod and she giggled. "I guess that's one thing off my list."

I chuckled, remembering her list. Something about making a guy cum while riding him. "Yeah, I suppose so."

"Are you ok?" Judy asked looking up to face me.

"Yeah? Why wouldn't I be?" I asked, meeting her gaze

"I get the feeling that you wanted to say something earlier. But got caught up in all of this." Judy said.

My heart skipped a beat and I wondered if it was the right time to tell her how I felt. I shook my head. "It's nothing."

"Ryan, we're naked, I just told you I want to be your slut and your cock is still inside of me." Judy said, "I think we're past the point of keeping secrets and not telling how we feel, especially after tonight. What is it?"

I took a breath. "I don't want to be fuck buddies." I stated.

Judy's face dropped and she looked like her world had shattered. "What?"

"Hear me out." I said, "I don't think I can separate feelings from sex. It's not in my nature. Yes, I like sex. Yes, I like fucking, but every girl that I've ever been with, I've cared for them a lot. Even the ones who broke my heart. And with you, Judy? You're probably the most important person in my life right now. I can't just treat you like you're some sort of sex object and I can't just pretend that I don't care about you..."

Judy's expression softened. "So, you're saying you want... to be with me?"

I smiled softly. "Let's start with a date first... that is... if you'll have me."

Her eyes glimmered and she nodded. "I would love to go on a date with you."

She put her head back on my chest and I instinctively began to stroke her hair. So now it was out there. But Judy didn't know the depth of my feelings for her. That would have to come another time. We sat there, cuddling for the longest time before we both got dressed and showered.

We spent the rest of the night watching a movie, La La Land, cuddling under a large blanket. Judy kept her head against on my chest the entire time.

I sat there, watching the film, stroking Judy's hair, and for the first time I realized that I was content.

Let's see how long this can last.

A/N: I was always planning to continue on with Rose. I just needed to find the time and motivation. My motivation and interest comes in waves.