Sheldon has found Penny to be willing and obedient. Everything has worked out perfectly. Right? There's nothing missing from his life. Is there?
Sheldon POV
He was just checking his mail when she came bouncing down the stairs with someone. Leonard and Howard turned quickly to smile at her, but their grins died quickly. Leonard cleared his throat and pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose.
"Hello, Penny."
She smiled at the three of them. "Hi, guys." Penny turned to the guy beside her. "Travis, these are my downstairs neighbors, Leonard, Howard, and Sheldon. Guys this is my friend, Travis."
Travis nodded to them all and placed his hand on Penny's waist. "Are you the science guys Penny was telling me about?"
Sheldon had to drag his eyes off the man's hand with effort. He avoided her face, and set his eyes on a spot to the left of her. "Yes. Excuse me, I have things to do." Then he pushed past everyone and walked quickly up the stairs.
Penny POV
Leonard attempted small talk for a moment before Howard dragged him off as well. Travis looked down at Penny and grinned. "So," he said knowingly. "The tall one? Sheldon? How long's that been going on?"
Penny pushed him to the door as fast a she could. Once thy were outside she sighed. "Look, it's not what it seems."
Travis frowned. "Really? My radar must be off. I could have sworn I felt sparks."
Penny nibbled at her bottom lip. "Okay, you know where I work." Travis nodded, and Penny took a deep breath. "Sheldon is a client there. And his buddies don't know it. Nor does he want them to."
"Okay. And what's the deal with you and Sheldon? It's obvious there's something. You holding back because he visits working girls?" Travis slung his arm around her shoulders as they made their way to the restaurant. After a few seconds Penny sighed.
Penny stopped and turned to him. "Sheldon visits only one girl. The same girl every week. Not one of the usual girls."
Travis could tell she was hinting at something. Suddenly it clicked. "You?"
Penny nodded and sagged slightly. "Yeah. It's just a thing for him. I mean, I only see him. I'm not a regular girl. And we don't have sex. He just likes to…okay, too much information. But yeah, there's a spark because we've seen each other naked. In an intimate way."
Travis tipped her chin up to look her in the eye. "Penny, we've been friends since kindergarten. You're my best friend in the world. You know I won't judge. Not my place. As long as you aren't being hurt, I'm cool with whatever you do. But I have to ask. Do you love this guy?"
Penny blinked in shock. "No. I am attracted to him. He's not difficult to um, perform for. But it's strictly sex. Well, voyeurism, actually. No intercourse. I don't love him. I think he's okay. Mostly it's just that I like what he and I do."
Travis pulled her back to his side. "Good. Cause I don't want you getting hurt again."
Penny hugged his tight and smiled. "Thanks, Trav. You're the best friend a girl could have."
Sheldon POV
She had a date. A normal, everyday, run-of-the-mill date. He had never thought of her as having dates. She was just the woman who lived upstairs and that he met with once a week. Seeing her doing something so normal made her seem more, well, like a person. He had never considered she had her own needs and emotions and wishes. He had not thought of her too far beyond their activities.
Now he was faced with the realization that she had a whole life apart from their shared experiences.
Did she do the same things with her boyfriend as she did with him? Did her boyfriend know what they did every Saturday? Sheldon was surprise by how appalling yet titillating that was. The thought of someone else knowing what he did with her was horrifying. He valued his privacy too much to much for that. But the thought of her with the man she had been with, the images that formed in his mind, were exciting.
He leaned his head back on the couch and eased his hand into his pants. He pictured them laying in bed. Lips tugging at her nipple, her fingers wrapped around his hard cock, hands sliding up her thighs. He could hear the little pants she gave as she got aroused. The guy would raise up between her legs and spread her knees apart. He would squeeze her breasts and push inside her. He could imagine her legs wrapped tight around his waist, her back arched off the bed with desire.
Sheldon stroked steadily as he then pictured her pressed up against a wall, the man pounding into her. Hands clenching under her hips to hold her still. She had her arms wrapped around his neck and she was moaning loudly. Sheldon pictured them, sweating, moaning, lost in ecstasy. Then the guy turned and it was him. He was the one fucking her so urgently. Sheldon's gasped and it was over. His orgasm hit and he came all over his hand.
Sheldon breathed hard for a moment and then jumped up quickly. He rushed to the bathroom and began cleaning up. He pulled on his pajamas, even though it was only 6pm. He looked at his reflection in the mirror. He couldn't deny it. He wanted to feel her body under his. He wanted to plunge into her like he had in his mind.
But he couldn't. He could never touch someone like that. Shaking hands often gave him a mild panic attack. While the thought of screwing her brains out was enticing, the thought of touching her bodily fluids was appalling. The saliva in her mouth, the wetness in her vagina… Sheldon shuddered. No, there was no way he could ever do that.
Penny POV
She clenched at the sheet under her, her mind whirled as pleasure coursed through her. She wasn't sure how much more she could take. She wanted to cum so badly! Every time she got close he would stop. She looked up at him with a plea. He stood beside the bed, a controller in one hand, his erection in the other. The butterfly vibe pressed tightly against her clit sped up a tiny bit.
"What do you want," he asked with a deep twangy voice.
"Please, Sheldon," she begged. "I want you to cum. I want you to make me cum."
He smiled and increased the vibrations. Penny's back arched and she screamed out his name. Sheldon barely got the towel up in time.
Sheldon POV
They had cleaned up and she was washing the toys when he told her he would not be visiting for the next three weeks.
"I have a vacation coming up and I will be visiting family. After that I have a symposium to attend. So I will not return until the second week of August." He snuck a glance at her and was rewarded with a look of disappointment in her eyes.
Penny washed out the sink and died her hands. "Okay," she replied. Sheldon nodded.
"I will contact you when I return and make arrangements for our next meeting then."
Penny smiled and walked over. "Sheldon, I hope you have a good time. I'll see you when you get home."
He was shocked when she pulled an antibacterial wipe out and scrubbed her lips quickly. Then she leaned in and kissed his cheek.
"My Nana always said that when someone was traveling, you give them a kiss on the cheek. It keeps them from forgetting to come back."
He blushed and turned away quickly. Penny opened the door and he hurried away without another word. As he sat on the bus, he thought about what she had said. His fingers traced the spot she had pressed her lips to. She wanted him to come back. Would she miss him, miss what he did with her? Why did he care if she did?