Chapter 108: Whistle While You Work (The Dirty Innuendo Chapter)
"I don't like my hockey sticks touching other sticks, and I don't like them crossing one another, and I kind of have them hidden in the corner. I put baby powder on the ends. I think it's essentially a matter of taking care of what takes care of you." – Wayne Gretzky
"I skate to where the puck is going to be, not to where it has been." – Wayne Gretzsky
"I'm not dumb enough to be a goalie." – Brad Hull
"If sex is such a natural phenomenon, how come there are so many books on how to?" – Bette Midler
Sydney looked at the phone for a few minutes, waiting before she started anything, knowing the minute she did, it would interrupt her. Vaughn looked over at her curiously, "What are you doing?"
"I'm waiting for the phone to ring..."
"Are you expecting another call?"
"No, but I know the minute I start to work again, it'll ring..."
He chucked, "I see..." he was once again going to start the Vestpertini search, but Sydney looked over at him.
"You wanna take a break?" she asked.
He looked over at her, "Sure...what are we gonna do?"
"Well...Eric won't be here for a little while yet...and we've been working really hard..."
"Yeah..."
Sydney reached down under the laptop, "Something else might be kinda hard..."
His legs jumped at her touch, taking him completely by surprise, "Mmm...yeah...it's really hard..."
"Not yet," Sydney said, moving the laptop aside and placing herself there instead. She ground her butt into him, feeling the rise of his erection as it pressed against his pants.
"Getting harder," she whispered into his ear as she wrapped her arms around his neck.
She moved off of him abruptly, leaving him a state of confusion, but she moved between his legs, parting them and all confusion left his face.
She smiled devilishly as she dragged the zipper down after she popped the button on his pants, and reached inside, gripping him tightly before removing her hands to rid him of the pants.
She took them off quickly and roughly, making him smile and then made quick work of his boxers too.
She took position again and gripped his cock, stroking up and down on his shaft as she sucked the tip into her mouth. She smiled up at him and then used both hands to bring the stimulation to new heights. She gripped the shaft with both hands, in the middle, making two rings with the thumbs and index fingers of both hands, one on top of the other. She looked up at him as she started to move the hands in opposite directions, one hand traveling toward the head of his cock and the other towards the base.
"Oh God Sydney..." he said closing his eyes as she moved so slowly on his cock. She kept it up, sliding the rings in alternate directions, and back to the middle until he was bucking his hips, obviously ready to come. Then she backed off, holding onto the shaft with one hand and resuming a regular one-handed stroking pattern.
He slowly opened his eyes, looking down at Sydney who was rather amused and proud of herself. He smiled; he'd been so close to coming, and she totally knew it. He had no idea where she picked up these little tricks, but he loved them. The fire that coursed through his cock when she started her ring maneuver had been so intense, the friction almost unbearably pleasurable.
Of course, then she just outdid herself again by devouring his cock like she hadn't eaten in weeks. Sensation and heat and wetness assailed him again, and he could feel the tightness in his balls rising.
She knew it and instinctively backed off again, grabbing him around the base with just her fingers and holding him steady as she ran the tip of his cock over her lips gently as if she were applying lipstick.
"Uhn..." he groaned as he watched her, her eyes never leaving his. She smiled, taking the whole head in her mouth and sucking and then went back again to rubbing it over her lips, the pre-come coating them. She backed off, licking her lips; driving him absolutely insane because he could watch her do the whole thing.
She looked up at him, his pupils dilated, his breathing shallow, his forehead slightly sweaty, face flushed; he looked the epitome of sexy.
"Do you wanna come Michael?" she asked innocently.
All he could do was nod slowly as he looked at her with his foggy brain and over-stimulated body.
No words – definitely a good thing, she thought as she brought her mouth down to him again. She gripped the shaft again, this time with her whole hand and started a twisting motion while sucking on his tip. His hips started to buck involuntarily and she knew it wouldn't be long.
She reached down to massage his balls, pulling gently, as his hips bucked up even more furiously, desperate for more of her mouth. She complied then, taking all of him into her mouth, swallowing and massaging his balls at the same time.
His orgasm came quickly after that, sending wave after wave of his hot semen down her throat. She swallowed all of him, massaging and stroking lightly until his hips stopped their movements and his cock softened. She let him out of her mouth gently and slowly, running her tongue along the whole length as he came out.
She smiled when she saw the look on his face. He looked completely whipped. His head was back on the couch, his eyes half closed, his breathing slowly returning to normal.
She took the spot next to him on the couch, surveying the scene – she completely clothed, he clothed from the waist up. She couldn't help but giggle.
"What?" he asked in a tense and throaty voice.
"I was just looking the scene over..."
"Scene?"
"Yeah – I'm completely dressed, you're half dressed...it's just kind of ironic considering the look on your face."
"Jesus Sydney...where do you learn that shit?"
She laughed heartily, "I read a lot..." she said with a wink.
"Keep reading," he said smiling and pulling her over for a kiss. He could taste himself when they kissed, and he had to admit, he found that highly erotic.
She pulled away slightly, "I'd love to get into this with you some more...but...Eric's gonna be here like ANY minute...I think you should have your pants on when he gets here..."
"Good point," Vaughn said, his voice slowly returning to normal.
She smiled getting up and helping him put his boxers and pants back on.
They literally just got them on when the doorbell rang.
Sydney looked over at Vaughn smiling, he still looked pretty whipped, but maybe Eric would think he wasn't feeling well. She hoped anyway...
She got up to answer the door, looking at Vaughn, who repositioned himself quickly.
Sydney opened the door to a very jolly-looking Eric Weiss.
"HI SYD!" he yelled, pulling her into a hug.
"Uh! Hi Eric," she choked out in between.
He let her go, moving into the apartment, and pulled Vaughn into a hug too. "It's good to see you man!" he said as he hugged him.
"Yeah...you too...ow...Eric...ow..." Vaughn said.
"Oh sorry Mike," Eric said apologetically, as he backed up slightly.
"No...it's ok...just a little...it's fine," Vaughn concluded.
Sydney sat down next to Vaughn, "You wanna sit Eric?"
"Yeah," he said studying the pair. He looked at Sydney and then back at Vaughn, "You ok man?" he asked.
'Shit,' Sydney thought. Vaughn looked at her sideways, "Yeah...I'm fine...I'm good...you?"
"Yeah, I'm good – you just look a little...I don't know...flushed..."
"I'm fine," Vaughn said clearing his throat.
Weiss looked between the two again, "Am I missing...you just had sex, right?" Eric said with a smile.
Sydney smiled sweetly, "How have you been Eric?"
Weiss laughed heartily, doing his little dance, "Hoooo...ok...score for Vaughn..."
Sydney's sweet smile changed, "If I EVER see you do that again...you won't be walking straight for months..."
Vaughn choked a laugh, watching the terror spread across Eric's face.
"Ok...geez...just happy that you two are...happy..." He said shuffling his feet, "You know I don't have anyone that would do that for me..."
"Sure you do Eric...she just isn't 'real' strictly speaking..." Vaughn retorted.
"Shut up," Eric said, but he was smiling at Vaughn, "Ok, so you wanna see what I got for you or not?"
Vaughn smiled, "Yeah...but you didn't have to do that Eric."
"I know, but I wanted to..." he said presenting him with a box, "Open it," he prodded.
Vaughn smiled, opening the box, riffling through the packing materials.
"Eric, if that's porn – you're going to die," Sydney warned.
Weiss just smiled and winked, "Nah...I'll wait until he gets a little better for that...plus you two make your own I'm sure..."
Sydney sent him a warning glance and was about to say something else, but Vaughn beat her to it.
"What...how did you get this? I mean...it's like IMPOSSIBLE to get..."
Eric smiled, "I've got connections..."
Sydney smiled at the exchange between the two, "What is it honey?" Sydney asked.
Vaughn handed her a box set of videos. She looked at the title: "NHL's Greatest Hits (The Kings Set)...the ULTIMATE hockey collection."
"Very nice Vaughn," she said smiling at a beaming Eric.
"Seriously, Eric – how did you get this?"
"I told you, I've got connections...but if a guy named Crawl ever calls here asking about me...you've never heard of me..." he sat down on the other side of Vaughn, pointing to the box, "See – it's got all the greatest games, all the Kings wins – and all the ones you missed. Last time I came over we only got to watch like one and a half...so..."
"Thanks Eric," Vaughn said looking over at him.
"You're welcome..." Eric replied smiling, "You wanna pop one in?"
Vaughn looked over at Sydney, "You mind?"
"Of course not," she said kissing him, "I'll be in and out; I can take care of some laundry and stuff...k?"
"Yeah..."
"You guys want anything while I'm up?"
Eric smiled, looking at Vaughn, "I'll have some juice..."
"Juice?" Sydney asked in disbelief.
"Yeah...that's what Mike's having...right?"
Vaughn smiled and craned his neck at Sydney, "Yeah, that'd be nice Syd..."
"Ok..." Sydney said shaking her head.
Vaughn looked over at Weiss, "You just totally confused the shit out of her."
"I know, wasn't it great?" Eric said with a huge, dimpled grin.
"It was..." Vaughn agreed.
Eric got up and popped the first tape in the VCR, and sat back down next to Vaughn.
Sydney handed both men the glasses of juice, still shaking her head.
She kissed Vaughn sweetly and then left to take care of her work around the house.
She heard Vaughn call her name from the living room while she was taking a load of laundry from the washer to the dryer. She rushed up the stairs thinking something was wrong, but both men were sitting comfortably on the couch.
"What! What?" Sydney said.
Vaughn looked at her strangely and pointed to the TV, "Zamboni..." he said quietly.
She leaned on the couch, "Oh...GOD...I thought something was wrong..."
He smiled at her, "Nope...just thought you'd like to see it..."
"It's SOOO fun," Sydney said as she watched, entranced like a child. She watched until it went off the ice, "Thanks honey..." she said, pecking him on the cheek before going back to her work.
She popped in periodically to check on them, yelling furiously at the television screen. She thought it was so hilarious that they had probably seen half of these games already, and knew the outcome, yet still felt the need to yell. But Vaughn was in a good mood, and he seemed to be having fun, laughing and joking with Eric, and that was all that mattered to her.
