Chapter 7
Reality Gets Even Hotter
(6:00 P.M.)
Wow! I must've slept all day! That was sure a weird dream, or was it a dream? It had to have been. Oh my God! I dreamt that Kate was my sister and Ethan was my brother. There's no way that could happen. Man! I wish Gordo and I really did have sex though. I dreamed it felt really good. I hope it's that good when we do do it. The more I think about it, the more I wonder if we really need to. The risk of something going wrong is just too great. I don't want to be the third person this month to get pregnant in this neighborhood, and I don't want to get an STD either, though I doubt that Gordo would give me one. It's not like he sleeps around or anything. We really need to talk. I'm gonna have to wake him up. We totally slept through the movie, and my mother coming after me was a dream, too. That was the weirdest dream I've ever had. There is no way that Kate and Ethan could be twins. That was too bizarre. Thank God it didn't really happen. I'll wait until Gordo wakes up to talk to him. We really need to discuss how far it's gonna go. I don't want a repeat of this morning, when I get his pants unhooked before we realize that we need to stop. That way, we will know whether or not we have to stop. Maybe we won't have to. That will be a good thing. Good! He's waking up!
"Good morning beautiful," he said, looking up at me and kissing me softly on the lips. As much as I love him, I can't stand that just-woken-up breath. "Good morning, sweetie. I'm gonna go get a shower and put on clean clothes. When I get back, we really need to talk. It's important."
"Ok. I'll need to take a shower too. Any chance we can get in there together?"
"No. That's what I want to talk about."
"Taking showers together?"
"To be so smart, sometimes you can be such a smart ass. You know what I'm talking about. We'll talk when we're both dressed," I said, kissing him and heading upstairs, grabbing my bag on the way. This is going to be very awkward. I don't know exactly what I want to say. I quickly undressed, turned on the hot water, and got in the shower. I soon let my body be covered in water and then my citrus-smelling body wash. I quickly washed off and washed my hair. The water sure feels great, I kept saying to myself while thinking about how the fuck I was gonna bring up the subject and get my thoughts in. It's gonna be sooo embarrassing! I don't have any idea how we can discuss it without getting extremely embarrassed. I mean, we're mature and all, but that doesn't mean we don't have certain things that make us uncomfortable. That is one of them. The other thing is when he gets a hard-on when I'm snuggled up in his lap. That sure makes us uncomfortable! We haven't even talked about that, either. I just got out of his lap and started making out with him. Okay. I guess I'll just say whatever comes to my head. This shower feels good, but I need to talk to him and he needs to get cleaned up too.
"Gordo! I'm out of the shower!" I shouted, wrapping up in a towel right before he opened the door. "I thought you were dressed," he said, quickly turning around. "Gordo, I've got on a towel. It's okay," I said, walking over to him and, making sure the towel was secure, wrapping my arms around him and kissing him, making him moan. He didn't do a very good job hiding his boner. That's one uncomfortable moment down, one to go. "Are you happy to see me?" I asked him, pointing to his rock-hard dick.
"I gotta take my shower now!" he said, blushing as I walked to the door.
(GORDO'S POV)
Damn! Why did it have to do that now! I hate it when she sees my boners. It's not like I can help that she makes me so horny that I want to rip her clothes off and fuck her until she screams 'cuz it's so hard! But she does! And that's a huge problem, the boner, that is. I don't care that I want to fuck her, it's just when she can see that I want to is bad. It just kills me when she tries to act like it doesn't bother her. I know that she is either very grossed out by it or she just wants me to stick it in her hard. We do need to talk about it, though. I don't want it always to be awkward. I'd rather we just ripped off our clothes and fucked every time that my cock came up. That would be no problem at all to me. I just hope that she feels the same way. It won't be so awkward when we finally fuck and know what it's like. I'm gonna have to suggest that we do it sooner than Saturday. I mean, that's a week from today, and I have felt like I was living in hell waiting to see her again. I just love her so much and I want to show her how much I love her. Maybe she'll decide she wants to fuck sooner. That's all I'm gonna hope for now. I gotta get dressed, now. The shower felt really arousing and I gotta get out if this hard-on is ever gonna go back to normal. I don't want to gross her out any more.
(LIZZIE'S POV)
(LIVING ROOM)
Holy shit! That was so embarrassing! I'm just gonna tell him that I want him to fuck me so hard that I feel like I'm gonna scream, and to do it over and over again. He just makes me want to say 'fuck it!' to all my morals and rip off my clothes and get down on him. I just can't tell him that! He'd let me do it, though. In my dream it was so sweet and soft, but I'm not in a sensual mood, I'm in a horny one. I just want to fuck fast, not make love. I don't want to wait any longer! Oh good! He's coming back in here.
"Gordo, can we talk?"
"Yeah, I was wondering the same thing."
"You go first."
"No, you go first, Lizzie."
"Okay. In case you haven't noticed, we've been getting increasingly uncomfortable around each other. I think that has to do, in part, to the decision to have sex we made last night. I just think that we shouldn't wait any longer. I want it and I know you do. I just wanted to tell you that if you want to right now, I will let you fuck me. I just want to tell you that, what ever happens, I will still love you. Sex won't change our relationship, and if it does anything, then it will bring us closer together. So, do you want to do it now?" I said, unbuttoning my low-cut midriff pink blouse to where he could see my matching pink bra under it.
"Umm," he said, gulping. He's getting a hard-on again! "If you're sure."
"I haven't been more sure about anything in a long time," I said, taking off my denim skirt and standing there in a matching pink lacy thong and bra. I went over to him and took off his shirt. I finally get to look at those muscles! I laid him on the couch and started placing kisses on his face, neck, and chest. I put his hands on my breasts and rubbed them in small circles, making my nipples hard under my bra. He unhooked my bra and started sucking on my breasts, one at a time. I pulled off his jeans, revealing a pair of silky-blue boxers that said 'What took you so long?' I said, "I wasn't ready," and as if he was reading my mind he said, "Are you sure you are now?" I just pulled down his boxers in response to his question and started brushing against his penis, feeling it's hardness against me. He quit sucking my breasts and pulled off my thong. He started rubbing his fingers around on me and I laid him on his back on the couch and got on top of him in a 69 position. I started sucking on his dick and he started running his fingers in and out of me. He reached into his bag beside the couch and pulled out a condom. "If you don't let me in, I'm gonna cum all over you!" With that, I sat up and positioned myself right above below his dick, with my hands rubbing it and my legs spread as wide as they would go. He handed me the condom and I put it on his dick as quickly as I could. I grabbed his hands and he helped me position him in me. Once he was in, I moaned and grabbed his sides. He squeezed my breasts hard and I moaned louder. We rocked back and forth and we cummed at the same time. We fucked until he pulled out of me and I lay on top of him. We woke up two hours later at 9:00 when the phone rang.
"Hello?" I said, still half asleep.
"Lizzie? It's mom. Are you coming home tonight?"
"Sorry. I slept all day. I'll be home in about thirty minutes, okay?"
"Was Gordo there?"
"Yes."
"Did you two sleep together?"
"Yes and no."
"What the hell does that mean?"
"Yes we did, as in take a nap, and no, we didn't sleep together. You know me better than that," I said, seeing Gordo's naked body asleep on Miranda's couch and remembering that I was naked too. "I'll talk to you later. I gotta put on clothes instead of pajamas and take a shower. I'll be home in an hour, okay?"
"Fine. No later. I'll call you if you aren't home in exactly an hour. Bye!" and with that, she hung up. I walked over to Gordo and woke him up. "Sweetie, I gotta go get ready. My mom wants me home now. She's kinda pissed that its night and I'm not home. I haven't called all day and she's probably worried about me. I'll call you when I get home. That was great. I can't wait until we do it again. My parents are going out of town Wednesday and aren't going home until Sunday. I'm supposed to stay at Miranda's, but I doubt that she will be home from the hospital. She didn't tell me about how Danny was doing, but I figure she'll want to stay with him. I'll probably stay at your house or at home. Either way, we'll be able to get together and have some fun," I said, touching his penis on the way to look for my clothes. I found my thong and bra on the floor behind the couch, and my clothes were on the floor where I left them when I quickly took them off. I got dressed as quickly as I could and put my other clothes in my bag. I went back over to the couch, where Gordo was sitting watching TV. He still hadn't put on clothes. I sat down on the couch beside him and kissed him on the lips. Almost immediately the kiss deepened. We just sat there, making out, for about ten minutes, until I pulled apart.
"Baby, I gotta get home. It's getting late, and I am kind of tired. You were so good, but it wore me out. I'm going to sleep and then go to the hospital in the morning. I'm gonna call you before I go to the hospital. Maybe you can meet me there. I'll talk to you later," I said, kissing him on the lips, grabbing my bag, and going out the door. I cranked the car and was home at exactly 9:45, which was fifteen minutes early. My mom was waiting on the stairs for me when I came in.
"Elizabeth Brooke McGuire! We need to talk! NOW! Get in the living room!"
Wow! I must've slept all day! That was sure a weird dream, or was it a dream? It had to have been. Oh my God! I dreamt that Kate was my sister and Ethan was my brother. There's no way that could happen. Man! I wish Gordo and I really did have sex though. I dreamed it felt really good. I hope it's that good when we do do it. The more I think about it, the more I wonder if we really need to. The risk of something going wrong is just too great. I don't want to be the third person this month to get pregnant in this neighborhood, and I don't want to get an STD either, though I doubt that Gordo would give me one. It's not like he sleeps around or anything. We really need to talk. I'm gonna have to wake him up. We totally slept through the movie, and my mother coming after me was a dream, too. That was the weirdest dream I've ever had. There is no way that Kate and Ethan could be twins. That was too bizarre. Thank God it didn't really happen. I'll wait until Gordo wakes up to talk to him. We really need to discuss how far it's gonna go. I don't want a repeat of this morning, when I get his pants unhooked before we realize that we need to stop. That way, we will know whether or not we have to stop. Maybe we won't have to. That will be a good thing. Good! He's waking up!
"Good morning beautiful," he said, looking up at me and kissing me softly on the lips. As much as I love him, I can't stand that just-woken-up breath. "Good morning, sweetie. I'm gonna go get a shower and put on clean clothes. When I get back, we really need to talk. It's important."
"Ok. I'll need to take a shower too. Any chance we can get in there together?"
"No. That's what I want to talk about."
"Taking showers together?"
"To be so smart, sometimes you can be such a smart ass. You know what I'm talking about. We'll talk when we're both dressed," I said, kissing him and heading upstairs, grabbing my bag on the way. This is going to be very awkward. I don't know exactly what I want to say. I quickly undressed, turned on the hot water, and got in the shower. I soon let my body be covered in water and then my citrus-smelling body wash. I quickly washed off and washed my hair. The water sure feels great, I kept saying to myself while thinking about how the fuck I was gonna bring up the subject and get my thoughts in. It's gonna be sooo embarrassing! I don't have any idea how we can discuss it without getting extremely embarrassed. I mean, we're mature and all, but that doesn't mean we don't have certain things that make us uncomfortable. That is one of them. The other thing is when he gets a hard-on when I'm snuggled up in his lap. That sure makes us uncomfortable! We haven't even talked about that, either. I just got out of his lap and started making out with him. Okay. I guess I'll just say whatever comes to my head. This shower feels good, but I need to talk to him and he needs to get cleaned up too.
"Gordo! I'm out of the shower!" I shouted, wrapping up in a towel right before he opened the door. "I thought you were dressed," he said, quickly turning around. "Gordo, I've got on a towel. It's okay," I said, walking over to him and, making sure the towel was secure, wrapping my arms around him and kissing him, making him moan. He didn't do a very good job hiding his boner. That's one uncomfortable moment down, one to go. "Are you happy to see me?" I asked him, pointing to his rock-hard dick.
"I gotta take my shower now!" he said, blushing as I walked to the door.
(GORDO'S POV)
Damn! Why did it have to do that now! I hate it when she sees my boners. It's not like I can help that she makes me so horny that I want to rip her clothes off and fuck her until she screams 'cuz it's so hard! But she does! And that's a huge problem, the boner, that is. I don't care that I want to fuck her, it's just when she can see that I want to is bad. It just kills me when she tries to act like it doesn't bother her. I know that she is either very grossed out by it or she just wants me to stick it in her hard. We do need to talk about it, though. I don't want it always to be awkward. I'd rather we just ripped off our clothes and fucked every time that my cock came up. That would be no problem at all to me. I just hope that she feels the same way. It won't be so awkward when we finally fuck and know what it's like. I'm gonna have to suggest that we do it sooner than Saturday. I mean, that's a week from today, and I have felt like I was living in hell waiting to see her again. I just love her so much and I want to show her how much I love her. Maybe she'll decide she wants to fuck sooner. That's all I'm gonna hope for now. I gotta get dressed, now. The shower felt really arousing and I gotta get out if this hard-on is ever gonna go back to normal. I don't want to gross her out any more.
(LIZZIE'S POV)
(LIVING ROOM)
Holy shit! That was so embarrassing! I'm just gonna tell him that I want him to fuck me so hard that I feel like I'm gonna scream, and to do it over and over again. He just makes me want to say 'fuck it!' to all my morals and rip off my clothes and get down on him. I just can't tell him that! He'd let me do it, though. In my dream it was so sweet and soft, but I'm not in a sensual mood, I'm in a horny one. I just want to fuck fast, not make love. I don't want to wait any longer! Oh good! He's coming back in here.
"Gordo, can we talk?"
"Yeah, I was wondering the same thing."
"You go first."
"No, you go first, Lizzie."
"Okay. In case you haven't noticed, we've been getting increasingly uncomfortable around each other. I think that has to do, in part, to the decision to have sex we made last night. I just think that we shouldn't wait any longer. I want it and I know you do. I just wanted to tell you that if you want to right now, I will let you fuck me. I just want to tell you that, what ever happens, I will still love you. Sex won't change our relationship, and if it does anything, then it will bring us closer together. So, do you want to do it now?" I said, unbuttoning my low-cut midriff pink blouse to where he could see my matching pink bra under it.
"Umm," he said, gulping. He's getting a hard-on again! "If you're sure."
"I haven't been more sure about anything in a long time," I said, taking off my denim skirt and standing there in a matching pink lacy thong and bra. I went over to him and took off his shirt. I finally get to look at those muscles! I laid him on the couch and started placing kisses on his face, neck, and chest. I put his hands on my breasts and rubbed them in small circles, making my nipples hard under my bra. He unhooked my bra and started sucking on my breasts, one at a time. I pulled off his jeans, revealing a pair of silky-blue boxers that said 'What took you so long?' I said, "I wasn't ready," and as if he was reading my mind he said, "Are you sure you are now?" I just pulled down his boxers in response to his question and started brushing against his penis, feeling it's hardness against me. He quit sucking my breasts and pulled off my thong. He started rubbing his fingers around on me and I laid him on his back on the couch and got on top of him in a 69 position. I started sucking on his dick and he started running his fingers in and out of me. He reached into his bag beside the couch and pulled out a condom. "If you don't let me in, I'm gonna cum all over you!" With that, I sat up and positioned myself right above below his dick, with my hands rubbing it and my legs spread as wide as they would go. He handed me the condom and I put it on his dick as quickly as I could. I grabbed his hands and he helped me position him in me. Once he was in, I moaned and grabbed his sides. He squeezed my breasts hard and I moaned louder. We rocked back and forth and we cummed at the same time. We fucked until he pulled out of me and I lay on top of him. We woke up two hours later at 9:00 when the phone rang.
"Hello?" I said, still half asleep.
"Lizzie? It's mom. Are you coming home tonight?"
"Sorry. I slept all day. I'll be home in about thirty minutes, okay?"
"Was Gordo there?"
"Yes."
"Did you two sleep together?"
"Yes and no."
"What the hell does that mean?"
"Yes we did, as in take a nap, and no, we didn't sleep together. You know me better than that," I said, seeing Gordo's naked body asleep on Miranda's couch and remembering that I was naked too. "I'll talk to you later. I gotta put on clothes instead of pajamas and take a shower. I'll be home in an hour, okay?"
"Fine. No later. I'll call you if you aren't home in exactly an hour. Bye!" and with that, she hung up. I walked over to Gordo and woke him up. "Sweetie, I gotta go get ready. My mom wants me home now. She's kinda pissed that its night and I'm not home. I haven't called all day and she's probably worried about me. I'll call you when I get home. That was great. I can't wait until we do it again. My parents are going out of town Wednesday and aren't going home until Sunday. I'm supposed to stay at Miranda's, but I doubt that she will be home from the hospital. She didn't tell me about how Danny was doing, but I figure she'll want to stay with him. I'll probably stay at your house or at home. Either way, we'll be able to get together and have some fun," I said, touching his penis on the way to look for my clothes. I found my thong and bra on the floor behind the couch, and my clothes were on the floor where I left them when I quickly took them off. I got dressed as quickly as I could and put my other clothes in my bag. I went back over to the couch, where Gordo was sitting watching TV. He still hadn't put on clothes. I sat down on the couch beside him and kissed him on the lips. Almost immediately the kiss deepened. We just sat there, making out, for about ten minutes, until I pulled apart.
"Baby, I gotta get home. It's getting late, and I am kind of tired. You were so good, but it wore me out. I'm going to sleep and then go to the hospital in the morning. I'm gonna call you before I go to the hospital. Maybe you can meet me there. I'll talk to you later," I said, kissing him on the lips, grabbing my bag, and going out the door. I cranked the car and was home at exactly 9:45, which was fifteen minutes early. My mom was waiting on the stairs for me when I came in.
"Elizabeth Brooke McGuire! We need to talk! NOW! Get in the living room!"