Dinner

“Uh maybe we should wait after dinner…” Dean said almost regretting it immediately. They did have a reservation they needed to get to, also maybe she would give him another handjob, Dean could only hope. Summer closed the notebook and put it back in her bag, “Okay!” She said with a smile, “Let’s go!” Dean dressed himself and they were off to dinner.

Dean was clearly distracted at dinner still thinking about Summer practicing with his neighbor, Ron. Summer didn’t look at all phased, she went about dinner like normal, like nothing has even happened. Dean looked at her across the table, she was still the happy go lucky girl he met many years ago, he loved he very much. He couldn’t wait to hear all about her handjob practice, he still couldn’t believe a sweet and innocent girl like her could do such dirty and sexy things, she was amazing.

Summer noticed Dean staring at her, “What?” She laughed. “Oh nothing, I just love you,” he said. “I love you too, baby!” Summer said before continuing to enjoy her food. The rest of dinner went without a hitch. They talked about their wedding plans and some of the different venues that Summer had in mind. Dean just wanted her to be happy so he was good with whatever she wanted. She also mentioned maybe that their honeymoon could be a cruise to Antarctica, she always wanted to see wild penguins, Dean of course was find with this too. Dean was being patient and didn’t ask about Summer’s practice sessions until they arrived back at Dean’s place.

Dean and Summer arrived home after their nice anniversary dinner. Dean’s patience ran out and it didn’t take very long for him to ask Summer what happened over the past 10ish days. “So… tell me about your practice sessions…?” Dean asked Summer. She smiled at him and grabbed her notebook out of her bag. “Sure thang,” Summer said as she sat down on the edge of the recliner, “Sit!” She said to Dean while pointing at the sofa across from where she was seated.

Summer opened the notebook on her lap and smiled, it looked as if she was reading some of it to herself, she flipped a few pages before returning her attention to Dean. “So should I summarize and then you can ask me questions?” She asked. “Sure honey, whatever you think.” Dean responded.

“So I figured I’d write in a journal so I don’t forget any details…” Summer started to tell her story.

It’s the day after Dean and Summer had their phone conversation about her getting more practice. Summer woke up late morning and decided she would pay Dean’s neighbor, Ron, a visit.

Summer arrived at Ron’s house, Dean wasn't home he was at work. She rang the doorbell at Ron’s house. Ron answered the door, “Oh hello Summer, come back for more?” He smiled at her. “Well actually, yes,” she said. Ron was surprised, “oh, well come in…” Summer walked into his house where they had a conversation in the foyer.

“I think I need more lessons, I feel like it helped but there is more to learn,” Summer said to him. “You did alright, definitely room for improvement,” Ron said bluntly. “So will you help me out?” She asked him. Ron gave it some thought, “Hmm, I don’t know…” he said. “Please? Please help me, I want to be better for my husband!” Summer begged him. “I guess I could do you a favor,” Ron said, “But I have some ideas that I think we can compromise on…” he continued. “Let’s hear it then.” Summer said curiously.

Ron and Summer talked more about certain rules and about this arrangement they have. Ron has some rules that Summer agreed to. First off, at Ron’s house Summer wasn’t to wear any clothing, she had to strip in the foyer and leave her clothes at the door until she was to leave. Summer would also have to come to Ron’s at any reasonable time he asked her to come for her lessons. Summer also had some rules that Ron agreed upon. She only needed lessons until her anniversary with Dean, the lessons would only consist of handjobs and that he actually has to teach her and give her pointers so she can actually improve. Also for Ron not to talk about any of this to Dean or outside of his house, Summer didn’t want things to get messy so keeping it like a secret would be best even though Dean already knows about it but Ron doesn’t know that.

Summer and Ron shook hands and agreed to the terms. Summer immediately stripped down and removed all her clothes and put them in a pile by the door. “Well, let’s get started!” Summer said. Ron stripped off his clothes as well, “Let’s start over as if you just came in,” Ron suggested. “Sure!” Summer said, “Good morning’ Ron!” She hugged Ron, both of them completely nude. “Morning Summer, let’s get started!” He said while grabbing her hand and leading her into his house.

Summer looked up from her journal at Dean. She could tell that he was sporting a boner in his pants. “You can jerk your cock, if you want to…” Summer said to him.

“Uh what if you did?” Dean asked while taking his cock out. “Tisk tisk,” Summer said, “you already got your anniversary present,” she chuckled, “plus I have to continue my story!” Summer said before looking back at her notebook. Dean was denied but that only turned him on more as he stroked his cock to Summer’s story…

Ron led Summer to his living room couch, he sat on the couch and told Summer to get on the floor. “Grab my cock and we will begin.” He said. Summer did as she is told. Summer jerked his cock exactly how he asked, he would make comments and tell her how to do things better to improve. Summer would kiss his cock just one time during the session and then eventually Ron would cum on Summer, help clean her off and then walk her to the door, give her another hug and then off she would go.

“And that’s basically how every day went,” Summer said while flipping pages, “of course there’s other details… like one day he taught me how to talk dirty, he told me to call him Daddy but to call you, babe or baby since you’re closer to my age…” Summer was calling Ron Daddy? “Other days Ron was standing or laying down, I almost always was on the ground on my knees.” Dean could see that Summer’s knees were a little red and raw. “Do you have questions honey?” Summer asked.

Dean continued jerking himself off, “How many sessions did you have with Ron?”

Summer didn’t even look down at her notes, “10, I went every single day.” She smiled saying that.

“How many times did you make him cum?” Dean asked. Summer had to look at her notes for this answer, she started flipping pages and counting to herself. The longer it took the harder Dean got. “Uh… I made Ron cum 18 times!” Summer said proudly. “Oh fu…” Dean said, he let go of his cock, he almost came right there. 18 times? Summer has only made cum 6 times, Ron orgasmed 3 times more from Summer than Dean, wow. Dean regained his composure, “And was that all on your tits?” Summer chuckled, “No!” She looked back at her notes to count.

“So let’s see… Ron came on my tits… 9 times… he came on my ass once and 8 times he came on my face.” Summer said. Dean once again had to remove his hand from his cock so he wouldn’t cum right then and there. Ron came on Summer’s face not once but 8 times? Dean hasn’t had the luxury of doing that yet. “I see you like that!” Summer teased Dean, “Well let me tell you about the last session then, it was this morning!”