"Jim, what are you doing?" Mike blurted."Ugh, I'm sorry, I was looking for a book." A book?" Yeah, my Brautigan..." There's no book in here," Donna sa...d. I don't know if it was because she was just coming down from an incredible orgasm or what, but her voice sounded seductively sweet to me."I'll go, come back for the book later," I mumbled, but as I turned to leave I felt Donna grab my arm and turn me towards her. She glanced longing up at Mike, who paused for a moment, then smiled and nodded. Then she said:"Do you have any condoms at home?" No, of course not. Why?" Oh god… Well, I'm drunk, so I'm just going to say it: would you like to come over and fuck?"I felt very torn. Fucking someone I wasn't in love with was a new one on me, and part of me worried she might fall in love with me for some reason. "I'll let you penetrate my anal…," she said."I'll be there," I answered after a few minutes.***I knocked on the door to her apartment and felt an abundance of butterflies. I was going. When I break our close embrace to turn her away from me, I feel some hesitation. This disappears when I push Brenda into the shower wall and start kissing her neck to knees. When on my knees I start kissing her ass. First cheek to cheek, then deep. I taste the latex of the condom and her. My tongue goes where it’s never been before and I can’t be more turned on. Brenda stops me and informs me she can’t take anymore and marches out of the shower. Confused I’m left kneeling there, staring at her. When she came to the back door to call the men folk in, she said, "Walter, do invite Brother Johnson into the house. "Don't keep him waiting outside."Pa ushered the mystified preacher into the house, opened his mouth to say something and shut it. Instead he looked at me as I watched the charade. He grinned and winked and shook his head in mock exasperation.Ma was not vain but rather she always felt when she "received" guests, it was a semi formal occasion. She always strove to "look her best".
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