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I popped one out and put the rest on the rack. Then I joined her at the little table there in the kitchen.

"What were you doing before you went to the store?" she asked me.

I told her, "Just hanging around the house. It was too hot to do anything much, even with the air on."

"Is it comfortable in here?" she wanted to know. "Do I need to turn the air down some?"

"It's fine," I said, sipping at my brew.

"You're sweating," Jessica observed.

"It was hot in the car," I said. "I just haven't gotten cooled down, yet."

We made small talk for a while. Careers. Pets. Places of origin. History. We each downed a couple more beers, and I finally got cooled down. Then Jessica broached the dreaded subject.

"I know you've been watching me," she said into her beer.

My heart went into my throat. Should I apologize? Should I confess? I decided neither.

"Oh," was all I said.

"I'm flattered," she told me. "A girl likes to be appreciated."

I smiled at her.

"You're not some sort of weirdo, are you?"

"I don't think so," I said, my duncedom resurfacing.

"So, you got some sort of fantasy thing going on?" she asked.

"About you?" The moment of truth was approaching. I could sense it.

"That will do for starters," she said, with a big grin on her face.

I hesitated. "Truth?"

"Absolutely," she ordered.

The time that passed couldn't have been more then ten seconds. It felt like two hours. I screwed up my courage and blurted it out.

"Yeah, I've fantasized about you. I mean, about us. Being together, I mean. You know. I think you're hot."

"When you were sitting around your house, before you went to the store, did you have your shirt on?" Jessica asked.

"No," I answered, glad to be away from the subject of my fantasy. "I just put it on to go to the store."

"Then, I think you should take it off," she said evenly.

"Really?" I felt a little squeamish.

"Definitely," she said. "I want you to be as comfortable here as you are in your own house."

I hesitated. This called for a decision. "Okay," I said. I put my beer down and took off my shirt. I tossed it into an empty chair.

"Good," she said. "Now, tell me about your fantasy."

"Oh, well," I stammered, "there isn't much to tell. I mean, it's just, you know, you and me together, like."

"Do you kiss me?" she asked.

"Well, yeah, sure," I affirmed uneasily.

"Do you want to?"

"I..." What? Say no? "I guess."

"Come here," she ordered, drawing closer to me. When our lips met I damn near jumped with the electricity. My mind couldn't handle how something so soft, so gentle, so incredibly warm and moist could generate such a fire. It didn't make any sense! My dick sprang to attention in my shorts.

Jessica put her hands on my shoulders first as we kissed. She stroked down my chest. As her fingers flicked over my nipples I jumped and twitched with the sensation. She pulled her lips away from mine, her tongue giving a light flick to my lips.

"Sensitive there, aren't we?" she said, her thumbs traveling across my nipples again and making me twitch. She chuckled softly, then stuck out her tongue and swiped at my left one. I nearly jumped out of the chair!

"Oh, my!" she observed.

"Nobody's ever done that," I confessed.

"But, you like it, don't you?" she asked.

"Yeah, I guess," I answered.

"Truth," she said, sternly.

"Yeah, I do," I admitted. She tweaked them again, then licked each one in succession. I twitched and my rod throbbed in my shorts. "Oh, damn!" I breathed.

She giggled. "I like that," she said, smiling.

"You do?"

"Yeah. Gives me a real sense of power."

"Oh." Go ahead. Somebody please shoot me. Save the world from this idiot!

Jessica pressed the flat of her hands against my chest. She just slid them around, sometime grazing the nipples, sometimes not. When she did, though, it was like jolts of electricity zipping through me.

"Was this in your fantasy?" she asked.

"Uh, no, not this," I admitted. Twitch!

"Too bad," she murmured. "It's nice, though, isn't it?"

"Yeah," I said.

"You've got a hard-on," she observed, leaning forward and licking again.

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