So for those that don't know, I was in a car accident in September that has done a number on me. I've mostly recovered now, but everything has been a headache. My apologies for the delay. We're going something different this time around.

Gwen swirled the fork into her pasts, bringing up a ball she crammed into her mouth; alfredo sauce dribbled down to her chin. "I was thinking…"

Peter intently watched Gwen lap up the escaping cream. She has to know what she's doing right?" He thought; squeezing his legs tightly. Any phrase starting with 'I was thinking' made him nervous. "Yes?"

His blonde girlfriend set down her fork. "You've been wanting to go to the next level and I'm still nervous about that….cock…" It sounded so dirty when she said it like that, "..of yours. You may hurt me."

Peter didn't think of that. And why would he? 13 inches seemed average with his superhero crowd, but was more than double the average person. What was the correct response here? "Okay.."

"So, I'm thinking." Gwen twirled a lock of hair. "I've heard about this No-Nut November thing." Uh-oh. "If you can make it to Thanksgiving, we can have sex."

He coughed hard, "and if I fail?"

"My gates are sealed. Until Valentine's Day. Or your birthday."

Peter weighed his options. Gwen was probably the love of his life and who he wanted to lose his virginity to. An entire month though, that was a big ask. Still, "Deal."

"Great!" Gwen smiled broadly before abruptly standing up from the table. "I have to let MJ and Felicia know!"

….Felicia…. He face palmed. "Oh no."

*Nut*

Despite the 'Aren't you a little old' comments from people, Peter and Felicia were having a good time trick or treating. Peter, dressed as Spiderman, and Felicia, a witch, were filling up their buckets. The intent was to donate the candy off to the charity at the end of the evening; something rapidly approaching. Peter was actually enjoying his time with Felicia. It didn't feel like a date, but more like two friends out together. Of course, they've been more than friends for a while now. Felicia shook her bucket.

"Quite a haul here."

"Yeah, I'll have to come back next year."

"If you make it that far." Peter stopped and looked at her.

"What do you mean?"

"You have a month to survive."

"She told you?"

Felicia smiled. "Of course she did."

She said she was going to. Right. Idiot. Peter started walking again; passing an army of kids dressed as the avengers. "Uh Felicia…"

"Hmmm?"

"You're not going to….ummm..interfere are you?"

She mimed clutching pearls around her neck. "Why Peter Parker, are you suggesting I would mess with you for Gwen's sake? I'm offended you would even.."

"Yes." You have a track record woman. Peter thought when the two of them tag teamed him one evening. Actually that was pretty good. His member swelled at the memories.

"Down boy." Felicia saw his cock rising and patted it back down. "Yes, I thought about it. But Gwen asked me not to tilt the odds, So I won't."

"Promise?"

"Promise." She reached into her bucket and pulled out an unlabeled chocolate. "Here, a peace offering for the next month."

Peter took that bar and chomped it down. It was rich and creamy, but he couldn't recall which house it came from. "Why does that make me nervous?"

"Because Spiderman," she wagged a finger at him. "You'll find anything I offer very difficult to refuse."

*Nut*