GB96 s2 - Adulthood Part 3

It doesn’t take you a lot of time to make the phone calls that you need to make. Meanwhile, Stef still has a ton of work to do. You don’t feel like you can just leave her there by herself, so you tidy up the office and start cleaning the shop. Stef finishes the work that she’s comfortable doing while tired, and it’s time to quit. It’s seriously late. You’re both exhausted by the day. You turn off the lights, Stef puts the shutters down, and you lock the office door.

Out in the chilly parking lot, you stand between your two cars. Stef is gazing at the gravel underfoot. You don’t know what to say.

“It was those bikers,” she says finally.

“What?” You’re startled. “Did your dad say that?”

“No. But the bike’s gone and he wasn’t being honest.” She stamps her foot. “They probably tried to stiff him or something. Fucking unbelievable. And then they just split.”

“I don’t think we know that’s what happened,” you say hesitantly, but you know better than to argue with her. “Do you want to be alone tonight?” She’ll have the house to herself.

“Man, I don’t know,” Stef grumbles miserably.

You follow her back to her house. It’s quiet and awkward. You brush your teeth as she showers. She steps out and sees you at the sink in just panties, but she’s not horny. Neither are you, but you were ready to accommodate her if she needed to blow off some steam. Nope. Not tonight.

The… sharing a bed stage of your friendship didn’t start all that long ago, but you’ve still spent enough nights with her to know when she’s sleeping. Stef is still awake, fuming when you drift off.

You wake up to something a little more normal: her arm over you and a big tent in the sheets where her erection stands straight up. That makes you smile, but as soon as you move, she wakes up.

“Oh. Fuck me,” she mutters, rubbing her eyes and sitting up. She looks down at the tent, then over at you. The sigh that she lets out is pitiful. Under normal circumstances, she would’ve been all over you in this situation. You don’t like seeing her this way, and you aren’t at your most creative.

“OK, just relax,” you tell her, putting your hand on her chest and pushing her back down. She’s like a wilted plant. But one part of her is definitely not wilted. You pull the sheets away to reveal her cock sticking out through the open fly hole of her plaid boxer shorts.

You push your hair out of your face, lean over, and use your mouth. You aren’t a porn star. It’s just a little licking and sucking with hardly more than just the head in your mouth. You drag your tongue over the underside of her shaft a little. It’s not too long before you take over with your hand. Stef breathes hard as you gently jerk her load out onto her pale belly. She has her hand over her eyes the whole time.

You finish and lay down her softening cock. She takes a long, shuddering breath, then moves her hand and looks at the alarm clock on the bedside table. The two of you need to get to work.