As I just woke up next to a naked Mandy, I’m trying to figure out how I didn’t see this coming.
Maybe there was faerie magic at work, but I don’t think so. It didn’t feel forced or animalistic. It felt right.
But then again, when you’ve had a hard-on for months, I guess any… release… feels right.
From the beginning, then. Last night, Mandy was over to watch the last episode of Game of Thrones, which we’ve been watching together diligently. It was (as always) one of those you-take-your-end-of-the-couch-and-I-take-mine kinda viewings. In my condition, I always prefer to stay a bit away to avoid accidental… ahem… brushing. About halfway through, I felt a little hungry, so we paused the show and I got up to cook some pop corn (or, as Mandy says, jokingly referring to my condition, “cock porn”). While it popped in the microwave, I made a quick detour to the bathroom to relieve myself. After my business there was done, I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirrow, and paused to examine my erection. It kind of looks ridiculous, poking out like this, like an odd branch on an otherwise gangly tree.
And right at that moment, I heard Mandy call out from outside the door, obviously not realizing I was in there.
“Jaycee! I’m going to the bathroom, be right back.”
The door wasn’t locked. It opened. Mandy stepped in, saw me, and froze. I looked at her, paled, and looked down at my crotch. I blushed, turned away, and tried to shove my equipment back into my pants. Mandy didn’t pause long and took quick strides toward me. She turned me around, slammed me against the wall, and pushed herself against me. Seconds later, she was kissing me with a passion I didn’t expect.
“Wait, I…” I began.
“Shut up, you idiot!” She kissed me again, her hands reaching down. My pants dropped to the floor, followed by my underwear. Soon enough, my own hands were undressing her.
Folks, I’ll spare you the sordid details (plus, Mandy might be reading this, so I don’t want to get into any trouble). Suffice it to say it was a GREAT night. Now, I’m going to go cook some breakfast and hope she survives THAT ordeal.
–Jaycee
