Bea interrupts

Chuck smiled at Sandy as she licked her lips. His imagination flooded with the possibilities of the afternoon.

Bea plopped down between Chuck and Sandy on the couch.

“What the fuck!” yelled Sandy. “We were talking here!”

The severe redhead watched the TV intently and said, “Buffy the Vampire Slayer is on.”

Sandy smacked her younger sister’s shoulder. “Aren’t you supposed to be at some fund raiser? Besides, you don’t need to see this, it’s an old re-run you’ve seen a million times.”

Bea put a finger to her lips and turned to Sandy. “Shhh. Buffy’s talking.”

“Fine!” said the older sister. “Later Chuck, I’m going to the mall.”

As Sandy walked away Chuck’s heart broke on behalf of his rock hard but neglected cock. He felt sure that he’d been seconds away from something wonderful when Bea had interrupted. He looked at the younger girl angrily.

Bea kept watching the show.

Chuck stormed off the couch and into the back yard. He mowed the rest of the lawn and disposed of the clippings in a dark mood. Figuring he’d better tell the family that he was done, he headed back into the house.

He found Bea sitting on the couch, eating a bag of low fat chips and still watching Buffy.

“Lawn’s done.”

“Yeah, ‘kay.”

“I’ll come by tonight so your Mom can pay me.”

“’Kay.”

“Isn’t this show over yet?”

Bea adjusted her glasses. “Marathon.”

Chuck raised up his hands like he was going to strangle the girl. She still didn’t look at him. He lowered them and said, “I guess nothing could keep you away from that stupid show, huh?”

“Nothing except some cock.”

Chuck turned and started walking towards the door. He stopped and spun, suddenly processing what Bea had just said. “What?!”

Bea ate another chip without looking away from the screen. “The only thing that makes me miss a Buffy marathon is a nice fuck.”

Chuck scratched his head. Bea had blown his chance with Sandy, but was she propositioning him now? He couldn’t read her blank expression at all. A twitch in his shorts made him decide to find out. “Are you saying you want my cock? Are you serious? I’d get in so much trouble if I slept with Sandy’s 17 year old sister.”

“18,” said Bea without looking up from the TV.

“What? You have a senior who’s graduating and you’re about to be a senior. You’re 17!”

“Nope,” said Bea, “Judy is 10 months older than me, technically we were both supposed to be in the same grade. But I had a little crystal meth problem a few years ago and got held back for the 9th grade.”

“Seriously? You? But you’re a wiz kid.”

She shakes her head, but still doesn’t turn away from the TV. “I didn’t used to be. But after my parents caught me stealing money one too many times, they got me into a program. Studying is one of two things that I pour my energy into to keep my head straight. The other is sex, so are you up for some or can I get back to my show?”