The Next Morning

Dean woke up to start his day, Summer was still fast asleep in his bed. He went into the bathroom to take a shower. He couldn’t help reminisce about Summer’s naked body. He just had to jerk off.

Summer was awake when Dean returned from the shower. “Mornin’” She said to him, “last night sure was fun, huh?” She smiled at him. Dean agreed that it was fun.

Dean was just about ready to leave, “Don’t forget about the shades honey,” He joked with her. Summer didn’t laugh but had a curious face on. “What?” Dean asked her. “Well… I was thinking I should open them and uh get more experience…” she said looking at Dean for approval. Now Summer was purposefully going to get naked for Ron the neighbor? Dean liked that idea, he smiled, “Whatever you want honey.”

Dean was once again distracted at work, all he could think about is Summer walking around the bedroom naked for the neighbor to see.

Summer texted Dean, ‘Call me on your lunch break plz!’ He took an early lunch break eager to hear what she had to say.

“Hiya!” Summer answered her phone. “Hey honey, what’s up? How’s the natural light?” Dean asked. “I actually haven’t opened the shades yet, I had some questions to run by you,” she said. “Ask away,” he said. “Are you okay with this?” Summer asked. “Yes of course! You’re getting your experience and I benefit from it too” he laughs, “I like it, you putting a show on for the old man.”

“Do you think Ron will come over with ‘computer problems’ again?” Summer asked. Dean thought about it, “Probably, I mean I would just to talk to a beautiful girl like you!” Dean said. Summer had a more serious tone, “Should I help him with his computer problems? Maybe he could return the favor and help me with that thing I’m bad at… I’m sure he has had a lot of experience at his age.”

Dean had to read between the lines of what Summer said. Was she really talking about a handjob? “Are you talking about advice or experience?” Dean asked.

“Experience” Summer said.

Dean got a little excited at the thought of Summer giving Ron a handjob. “If you think it will help, I’m on board,” he said.

Summer voice was less serious now and more happy, “Okay! Thank you! Love you!”

“Love you,” Dean hung up and somehow had to get through the rest of the day.