Fun Shay
Part VII — The Water Element
“Hey, Mr. Lee.”
“Miss Shay. I haven’t seen you here for several days. I begin to wonder. I think maybe you going somewhere else to shop.”
The girl laughed. “Come on, Mr. Lee. You got to know me better than that.”
“Yes, yes, I know, but you understand. I still worry.”
“Oh, Mr. Lee. That’s so sweet.”
The old grocer just waved the compliment away. “It not sweet. It just good business. You take care of customers and customers take care of you. If you have business, you’ll see.”
“Maybe I will, Mr. Lee. Maybe I will.”
“So why you not come into grocery store until now?”
Shay’s face brightened. “That’s because of my boyfriend.”
“Ah, I see,” the old man said. “You got boyfriend now?”
“Yeah. His name’s Evan, but he lives on the other side of campus.”
“I still not see why you not come here. Does this Evan fellow, does his family own store of his own?”
“No, that’s not it, but you know how it is,” Shay said even as she wondered if the old man really would know how it was. “You get a new boyfriend and you start hanging out together and suddenly, you start spending lots of time together.”
The old man still looked like he didn’t understand and then suddenly, his face cleared. “Oh, I see. You’ve been spending lots of time at this Evan fellow’s apartment?”
“You got it.”
“Well, I’m happy for you, Miss Shay. That is if you’re happy.”
“Oh, I’m so happy.”
“Then what are you doing back here?”
Evan’s mom and dad just flew into town and Evan says he wants to introduce me to them, but he’s not sure if we should tell them just yet just how much time we’ve been spending together.”
“Ah, I see. Probably a wise move.”
“You think so?”
The old man nodded. “Sometimes, parents can be overprotective.”
“Do you have any children, Mr. Lee?”
“I have a boy and a girl.”
“I didn’t know that.”
“That’s because I don’t talk about them all that much.”
“Are they here in America?”
“Sadly no.”
Shay waited for the man to continue but it seemed as if he wasn’t going to say anything more.”
“So I take it you got him a gift.”
“A gift?”
“For this Evan fellow. For his apartment.”
“Why would I get him a gift for his apartment.”
“I am sorry,” the old man said. “Maybe it’s just me being an old man or maybe it’s just a difference in cultures, but ... never mind. It was nothing.”
“It wasn’t nothing,” Shay said. “What were you going to say?”
“Forget it,” the old man said. “It was just an old man speaking out of turn. Forget it.”
“No. I want to know.”
“All right then. From what you’re saying, I’m supposing you are spending significant time at this Evan’s apartment. Is that correct?
Shay nodded.
“And you are ... forgive me for being indelicate ... but you are spending your nights there as well?”
Shay smiled shyly. “I think that would be a fair assessment.”
“Then you should give him a gift.”
“What? You mean like a house warming gift or something?”
“Not exactly.”
“Then what do you mean?”
“Well, if you’re spending this much time there, it’s part yours, too.”
“I’m not sure I’d say that.”
“But you want to be comfortable there.”
“Yeah and I am. Because Evan’s there.”
“I understand. You not worry.”
Shay didn’t tell the old man that she hated it when people told her that because she’d found that usually when someone told her to not to worry, that was the time she knew she should start worrying. “You really think I should take him a gift?” she asked.
“It’s what I would do,” the old man said.
Shay couldn’t help but sigh. This was just what she needed, she told herself, to go out and buy a gift for someone who wasn’t going to want it anyway. “I suppose I can pick something up at the store,” she said with resignation.
“If you want, maybe I can help.”
“You want to help?”
“Maybe I can pick the gift out for you.”
“Oh now, I don’t know, Mr. Lee. I mean ... I can’t ... you know, things are kind of ... kind of tight, you know.”
“How about you let me worry about that,” the old grocer said. “I’ll pick out something nice and you not have to worry about paying for it.”
“I’m not a skinflint, Mr. Lee. I can pay. It’s just I don’t want to pay too much.”
“You leave that to me, Miss Shay. I’m sure you’ll like what I pick.”
“I don’t know,” Shay said hesitantly but really, what could she say. “All right, Mr. Lee. I’ll leave it up to you.”
“Why don’t you come back here tomorrow after school.”
“I’ll do that, Mr. Lee.”
True to her word, Shay stopped by the grocers on her way home from school. “Hey, Mr. Lee,” she said.
“Miss Shay. I was beginning to wonder if you were going to come by.”
“I said I would.”
“I know you did. I shouldn’t have doubted you.”
“So, um, so what did you get?” the girl asked.
“You want to know what I got for your boyfriend,” the man said with a twinkle in his eye.
“Well yeah.”
“You wait here and I get for you. You wait okay?”
“Sure, Mr. Lee. I’ll wait.”
The old man came out from the back a few minutes later carrying a big box.
“What is that?” the girl said.
“It’s a fountain,” the old man said proudly.
“I can see that, but what’s it for?”
“It’s for the bedroom.”
“Okay?” the girl said in a tone that clearly indicated she’d expected a little something more.
“Fountain is part of water element,” the old man said. “Water element high in yang. Water moves, you move. You hear term go with the flow?”
Shay nodded.
“That’s a water way of thinking. Water moves. You move. Water stagnant. You stagnant. You see?”
“But I don’t believe in that stuff.”
“You try,” the old man said. “You try and you see. Moving water good. You put in bedroom. Moving water make you better in bed.”
“Mr. Lee!”
“What?”
“I can’t believe you said that.”
“Why? You can’t tell me sleeping is all you do in bedroom.”
“Well, no, but—”
But what indeed. It was just that Shay hadn’t expected her kindly old grocer to even suggest something like that. Hmm. Maybe she’d underestimated the man, she told herself. “Well, um, thanks, I guess,” she said finally.
“You are welcome, and Miss Shay?”
“Yes?”
“I hope you enjoy it as much as your boyfriend does,” the old man said with a wink.
Incorrigible, Shay thought as she left the grocer’s shop. The old man was simply incorrigible and here she was thinking that all he was was a nice, old man. No there were other layers to Mr. Lee. There definitely were.
And it wasn’t like Shay got to take her gift over to Evan’s apartment right away. His parents were still in town and so the gift waited, tucked under Shay’s bed until the parents finally left town, but finally they were gone and Evan called her up. “Hey, Babe,” he said.
Shay couldn’t help grinning to herself. “So does that mean they’re gone?” she asked.
“I dropped them off at the airport just fifteen minutes ago.”
“So does that mean I can come over?”
“Any time you want, Babe.”
“You’re sure you’re parents won’t be back? What if their flight’s canceled?”
“I think maybe we can take that risk,” Evan said.
“So when do you want me to come over?”
“You doing anything tonight?”
“I don’t know. I was thinking about doing some studying.”
“You were, huh? What’d you have in mind?”
“I got that test in my psych course, you know. I could probably study that.”
“But that’s so boring. Anything else?”
“There’s always my Nutrition class.”
“Yuck. That’s even worse.”
“I don’t know. What would you suggest?”
“How about biology?”
“I’m not even taking a class in biology,” Shay said.
“Who said anything about a class,” Evan said with a laugh. “You could call this an extracurricular form of study.”
Shay couldn’t help but laugh. “Well when you put it that way, I guess maybe I could do that.”
“So when do you want to come over?”
“Come over?”
“For our biology study session?”
“How’s eight sound?”
“Eight sounds great.”
“Cool.”
“You sure your mom won’t mind?”
“My mom’s not invited,” Evan said.
“Good, and oh ... I’ve got something for you.”
“Something for me?”
“Uh huh.”
“What is it?”
“It’s a surprise.”
“I know that but what is it.”
“If I told you then it wouldn’t be a surprise.”
“Shay.”
“I guess you’re just going to have to wait ‘til eight to find out.”
“Oh come on.”
“Uh uh. Not until eight.”
“Not even in a little hint.”
“Nope.”
“How about a teensy weensy little hint.”
“’Fraid not.”
“Not even just a hint of a hint?”
“I’m hanging up now,” Shay told her boyfriend.
“Come on.”
“I’ll let you know all about it ... tonight at eight.”
“Come on.”
Shay broke the connection and she was smiling even as she did. Sometimes, you just needed to let a boy know who was really in charge.
It was a few minutes after eight and Shay was walking up to Evan’s apartment with her present in hand. It really wasn’t all that heavy she realized. Sure, the box looked big and it was kind of awkward, but it wasn’t that heavy.
She probably should have wrapped it, she thought as she stood on Evan’s doorstep but whether she should have wrapped it or not, it was too late now. She was here on Evan’s doorstep.
She rang the doorbell and she waited.
She didn’t have long to wait and suddenly, there was Evan and he was looking at the box in her hand. “Is that for me?” he asked.
There was something dissatisfying about that, Shay thought, although for the life of her, she couldn’t seem to understand what was wrong. It was just that ... it was just that something was off, but she quickly set it aside. “I thought I’d get you a house warming gift.”
“A house warming gift? But I ... I don’t understand.”
Now that he’d said it, Shay was wondering why she’d said it that way, too. What exactly did she mean. “I just wanted to get you something,” she said lamely.
“Well I’m sure I’ll love it,” Evan said. “Should we see what you got?”
There it was again, Shay thought. It was almost like it was more about the gift than it was about her but once again, she shrugged it off. “I hope you like it,” she said.
“I’m sure I will,” and with that, Evan took the box from her and he put it on the coffee table. “Now let’s see what’s in here.”
Again it was more about the gift and not about her ...
But already he was into the box and then he was taking it out and ...
“It’s a fountain,” he said.
“Uh huh.”
“It’s a fountain,” he said again.
“Don’t you like it?”
“If you like it,” he said, “then I love it.”
That wasn’t the right answer, Shay told herself. He wasn’t supposed to like it because she liked it. He was supposed to like it because he liked it.
“I know exactly where we can put it,” he said. “We can put it in the bedroom. What do you say to that?”
Sure fine, Shay thought. Put it wherever the hell you wanted to put it.
They set it up in the bedroom and it wasn’t long before the fountain was running. “It looks good, Babe,” Evan said. “Thanks. I really like it.”
She liked it, too, only ... only there was something else. She was feeling a bit wet. Maybe Evan needed to be taught a lesson, she told herself. Maybe he needed to learn how to be a little more appreciative when people gave him things.
What the heck was she thinking?
Shay knew exactly what she was thinking and why shouldn’t she think it. She knew what she wanted and her need was getting stronger. “So you like it, do you?”
“Yeah, Babe. I like it. Thanks.”
“You could sound a little more enthused,” she said grumpily.
“What? You want me to show you how much I like it?”
“I don’t know. Do you think you can?”
“I think I can think of a way,” Evan said as he guided Shay towards the bed.
“Evan.” She wanted to say more. The answer to everything couldn’t be let’s go to bed but for some reason, she couldn’t seem to make herself believe that. Going to bed seemed like the perfect thing to do and letting Evan show her how much he liked the fountain, that was even better.
“Now let’s see,” her boyfriend said as his hands toyed with her blouse. “How about we start here.”
It didn’t take him long to get her blouse undone and then his hands were inside her blouse and he was caressing her tits. “Mmm,” Shay moaned. “That seems like a pretty good place to start,” she agreed.
“Yeah, I thought so, too,” Evan said as he pushed her blouse off her shoulders.
Shay felt her boyfriend’s hands as they came back and it wasn’t long before his hands had her bra undone. “That’s a good start so far,” she said, “but I’m not sure I’m convinced.”
“I guess I better work even harder,” he said and with that, his hands were working her jeans.
“Mmm yeah,” Shay moaned. Oh geez. She was so hot. He was pushing her jeans down past her thighs and then his hands were back and teasing her ass.
He was pushing her back onto the bed now and he was tugging at her jeans. Oh yeah, Shay thought to herself. She could feel how wet her pussy was. Oh yeah, she liked this.
His hand was snaking between her thighs and then it was rubbing her panties against her pussy. Oh geez, she was so wet. “Don’t stop now,” she moaned. “You got to show me how much you like it.”
“You mean like this?” Evan asked as he pulled her panties down.”
“That’s good for a start,” she teased and then she couldn’t help but moan as Evan slid his cock between her legs. “You keep this up,” she moaned, “and I might actually believe you.”
“Believe me?”
“I might actually believe you like your fountain.”
“Oh yeah, Babe. I really do. Here. Let me show you how much.”
He was definitely showing her all right. Damn, if she’d known that getting him a gift would have got a reaction like this, she would have done it a whole lot earlier.
Oh geez, that was good. Oh geez, he was fucking her. Oh geez. His cock felt so big between her legs.
“You going to show me what you mean,” she moaned.
“What I mean?”
“You going to show me how much you like your fountain?”
“I already got a fountain of my own, you know.”
“Oh yeah? You going to show me your fountain?”
“Not exactly, but I can let you feel it.”
“Oh yeah. That’s what I want. Make me feel it. Let me feel your fountain,” and then Shay couldn’t help but moan as her boyfriend did exactly that.
Shay woke up the next morning alone in bed. She knew Evan had an early morning class but damn, she was hot. She looked at the fountain and her hand just seemed to find its way between her legs even as her other hand played with her tits. “Mmm,” she moaned to herself as she remembered the night before.
Her hand worked herself even harder and then she worked herself even harder still. She seemed unable to stop. Heck, she didn’t want to stop.
What she wanted was a cock. What she wanted was a big, hard cock between her legs.
It didn’t even matter whose cock it was. It was almost better if it wasn’t someone she knew. Just a cock. Big and thick and yeah, totally anonymous.
Fuck that was good.
It was very good, she told herself. It was very, very good.
She rubbed her pussy. She teased her nipple. She stroked her breast. She ... she ...
“Oh fuck,” she groaned. “Oh god damn fuck.”
Shay looked at the clock. Damn. She was going to be late for class, she realized. She was going to be late if she didn’t take her hand from between her legs.
It was with the greatest reluctance that she finally did it. She pulled herself off to the bathroom and she couldn’t help but rub her pussy as she stood under the water but it wasn’t the same.
She made it to campus and she made it to class with only a couple minutes to spare but she was there. She pulled her notebook from her book bag and she opened it up as the professor started to speak.
“How’d it go in class today?” Shay asked.
“Hmm?” Evan said.
“Didn’t you say you had a big test today.”
“Oh that. It got canceled. Good thing, too.”
“Why?”
“I wasn’t ready for it.”
“I thought you said you were.”
“I thought I was, too, but you wore me out last night.”
“Huh?”
“I said you wore me out last night. Where’d you get that kind of energy?”
“I don’t know,” Shay said. “I just wanted to fuck.”
“Well obviously, but like I said, you wore me out.”
“So it’s my fault that you weren’t ready for your test?”
“I didn’t say that.”
“No but you kind of implied it.”
“Well maybe I did,” Evan said sheepishly.
“Well I suppose I should watch myself then,” Shay said crossly.
“Huh?”
“I suppose I should watch myself,” Shay said again. “After all, we wouldn’t you to get too tired.”
“Huh?”
“I said we wouldn’t want you to get too tired.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
What was it supposed to mean? Even Shay didn’t know. It was just that she didn’t like being blamed for him being too tired to take his test. “I got some studying to do,” she said.
“You sure?”
“Yeah, I’m sure.”
That was the good thing about Evan, Shay told herself. At least, he knew how to take no for an answer. Something was bothering her. He could see that and he seemed to know when to shut up and when not to shut up. She liked that about him.
He’d moved off to the bedroom and Shay knew he was watching something on TV. She liked that, too. He was leaving her alone so she could study.
What was he watching, she wondered. Maybe she should go and see.
Maybe but she had studying to do.
Yeah, but she was only studying because she’d been pissed off at him for saying she’d made him too tired to take his test. She really wasn’t that pissed off at him. At least not anymore.
Maybe she should go see what he was doing.
He was in his bedroom all right. He’d gotten himself ready for bed and he was watching some cop show on TV but Shay wasn’t sure which one. “Whatcha doing?” she asked.
“Watching TV.”
“I can see that. Is it any good?”
“What?”
“The show. Is it any good?”
“I guess.”
Shay looked over at the dresser and there was the fountain just running away and she felt a shiver go up her body. She looked back at Evan in his pajamas. Damn. There was just something so sexy about her boyfriend in his pajamas. “I wanted to come back here and apologize,” she said.
“For what?”
“I was out of line earlier.”
Evan just waved it off. “It happens,” he said.
“No, I don’t think you understand,” Shay said. “I want to apologize.”
Evan was looking at her. “What?”
Shay was already pulling her top out of her jeans and then she was taking her top over her head. “I want to apologize,” she said again, “and I hope you don’t have a test tomorrow.”
“Why?”
Shay dropped her top beside the bed and then she opened her jeans and pushed them down past her hips. “Because it’s like I told you,” she said as she climbed up onto the bed. “I really have to apologize and I intend to wear you out.”
“Apologize for what?”
“I was such a bitch before.”
“Oh. Hey, don’t worry.”
“No, you don’t understand,” Shay said as she slipped off her panties and she climbed up onto the bed. “I really have to apologize.”
“Well if you think you have to,” Evan said, “then I guess I’m not going to stop you.”
Oh sure. Like it was all on her, Shay thought but in the next instant, she was sliding her hand inside his pajamas. She could feel his briefs and inside his briefs ...
Her hand worked its way inside. Mmm. That was certainly nice. She worked her hand inside the briefs and she felt the warmth of his skin. Mmm. Very nice.
Her hand pulled the man through his briefs and then out into the opening. “Would you like me to suck on this?” she asked.
Evan grinned. “I don’t know. I think that’s all up to you. I wouldn’t want you to do anything you didn’t want to do.”
There it was again. He was being indecisive but Shay let it slide. She knew what she needed to do. “I think I need to suck this,” she said and then without waiting for a response, she showed her boyfriend exactly what she meant.
“Oh fuck,” he groaned.
He liked it, Shay thought. She liked it that he liked it but more than that, she liked the feel of his cock in her mouth. Mmm yeah. She liked it but more than that, he was making her wet. She wanted to rub her pussy but instead, she was sucking his cock.
But damn it, she needed to get her pussy fucked.
She pulled her mouth free even as her hand continued to stroke his cock. “I think you know what I need,” she said.
“Do I?”
“I hope so.”
“Why don’t you show me.”
That was exactly what she’d hoped he’d say and she didn’t have to be told twice. Her body straddled his and her hand stroked his cock even as she led him to her wet and waiting pussy. “I think we need you to go right here,” she said.
Shay couldn’t help but groan as she took her boyfriend inside her. This was exactly what she needed and if his moans were any indication, it was what he needed, too.
His hands rested at first on her hips as she bounced herself on his cocks and then they slowly worked their way up. She leaned forward so he could grab her tits. “Oh yeah,” she moaned. “Oh yeah. That’s it.”
“Oh fuck,” the man groaned. “Oh fuck. I’m going to cum.”
“I want you to,” the girl moaned. “I want you to cum in my pussy.”
“Oh yeah,” Evan groaned. “Oh yeah, Babe. Here it comes. Oh yeah.”
Shay could feel it. Oh yeah was right. Oh geez, it felt so good him cumming inside her, and with him doing that, she just couldn’t help herself. She started to cum, too.
His hold on her tits loosened and his hands went slack. “Damn, Babe, that was good,” his voice said wearily. “You sure do know how to apologize.”
It took Shay a moment to realize what was happening. “What? No. You can’t.”
“What, Babe?”
“Don’t go to sleep.”
“Hey, I ...”
“I want to fuck.”
“I ... I just need to rest.”
“No. No rest. Fuck.”
“Just need to ... to ...”
Shay could feel his cock growing weaker and then it slipped out of her pussy. No. It wasn’t fair, she told herself. No. She wanted to fuck but it seemed like all Evan wanted to do was sleep. She tried to shake him but to little effect.
It just wasn’t fair, she told herself. It just wasn’t fair.
She pulled herself off of Evan’s body and she tried to play with her pussy but it just wasn’t the same.
It just wasn’t the same.
The next morning, Evan’s arm was draped possessively over Shay’s body. She looked at his hand and she wondered what she should do. She was still pissed off as all hell from what had happened the night before but her pussy was ... okay, she was still horny.
She let a hand slide beneath the covers and she let her fingers rub up against her pussy. Mmm, she was so wet, as if she needed her fingers to tell her that.
She took another look at Evan’s hand. So what should she do?
Hmm. Maybe her hand was in the wrong place, she thought. She let her hand slide over and ... mmm, okay, there was Evan’s cock. He wasn’t all that hard ... yet.
She liked this. She liked playing with his cock without him even being awake.
He grunted and he rolled over onto his back but as near as Shay could tell, he was still asleep. She turned her body so she could look at him. A long slow breath, in and out. Yep. He was still asleep.
And once more, Shay’s hand was back again.
Part of her wanted him to wake up and find her playing with his cock. Part of her wanted him to keep on sleeping so she could play with him a little while longer. He’d wake up soon enough, she told herself. There was no need to hurry.
Her hand stroked his cock. Yeah, but she wanted it now.
She squeezed his cock and she let him go. She squeezed him again.
He groaned and she let go of his cock at least for the moment and then when she was sure he wasn’t waking up, she was back again.
She was squeezing him again. She didn’t want to wait, she told herself. She wanted to fuck.
The man groaned again and this time Shay could tell. He was finally waking up.
Even so, it wasn’t like he woke up all at once. He seemed to become more and more aware as his brain finally shed its unconscious self.
“Ummph,” he groaned. “What are you doing?”
Shay could hear the trickle of the water even as her hand stroked Evan’s rapidly responding member. “Waiting for you,” she said.
“Geez. Don’t you ever get tired?” he asked.
“Sure.”
“Yeah?”
“Yeah. I get tired of waiting for you.”
“Waiting for me?”
“I need to get fucked, Evan.”
“I just got up,” the boy said.
Shay’s hand squeezed his cock. “I know that,” she said, “but I need to get fucked. I need it bad.”
“Geez, Shay.”
Once more, the girl’s hand squeezed the boy’s cock. “What?”
“You might have told me that you were ...”
“That I was what?”
“You might have told me that you were so energetic.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
“Nothing.”
“Nothing?”
“Yeah, nothing.”
“Then prove it.”
“How?”
“I hope you don’t need me to tell you that.”
Evan just grinned. “As a matter of fact, I don’t. Would I be right in assuming that you aren’t wearing any panties right now?”
Shay nodded. Just the mention of her not wearing any panties was enough to make her even wetter.
“I thought so,” Evan said and without warning, he rolled Shay over onto her stomach and Shay could feel his body as it moved over hers.
“Oh God yes,” the girl moaned as she felt her boyfriend’s cock as it pressed up against her ass and without even being told to do it, her legs opened enticingly.
Evan wasn’t wasting any time. His cock slid between Shay’s legs and then he was right there at her opening.
“Oh yeah,” Shay gasped. “That’s it. Fuck me.”
She needn’t have said even that because there was little doubt what Evan was going to do. He thrust his cock forward into Shay’s wet and waiting cunt and then he pulled back only to thrust himself forward again.
“Oh God,” the girl moaned. “Oh God. That’s it. Fuck me.”
Evan’s cock was already busily stroking the insides of the girl’s pussy and the more she moaned, the more he stroked.
“Damn,” he groaned. “I don’t know what’s gotten into you, Babe.”
“Right now, I’d say what’s inside me is you,” Shay said with a groan.
“You know what I mean.”
Really, she didn’t. There was nothing wrong with her, Shay thought. There was nothing out of the ordinary. So she liked to fuck. What was wrong with that? That was just fine with her.
“Oh fuck,” the man groaned. “Oh fuck. I’m going to cum.”
“I want you to,” the girl moaned. “I want you to cum in my pussy.”
The man groaned and then he groaned again and even as Shay felt the man cum inside her, she felt her pussy cum as well. Damn, that was good. Damn, that was so fucking good.
Shay’s classes finished at 3:00 and after making a quick run to the campus bookstore and a stop by one of her professor’s offices to see if the latest homework assignments were out, she was on her way back to Evan’s apartment but she hadn’t been there for more than ten minutes before there was a knock on the door.
When Shay opened the door, there was a girl standing there, about the same age as her, blond like her and with almost the same build and looks as her.
“So you’re the new girl,” said the girl outside the apartment.
“The new girl?”
“Evan’s new girlfriend.”
“Um yeah,” Shay answered.
“My name’s Tiffany.”
“Um, should I know you?”
“Maybe. Maybe not. You see, I’m the old girl.”
“The old girl?”
“The girlfriend before you.”
“Oh.”
“I take it Evan didn’t mention me.”
“Um, no.”
“That’s okay. He didn’t tell me about my predecessor either. Can I come in?”
“He’s not here.”
“I know. I came to see you.”
“You came to see me?”
“That’s right. To see you. Listen. Could I come in?”
Shay still wasn’t sure why the other girl was here and she still wasn’t sure if she wanted her to come in but it did seem awkward to keep talking to keep talking to her out in the hallway. “Um sure,” she said. “I guess.”
Tiffany stepped into the apartment and she looked around. “It hasn’t changed much, I see.”
Shay nodded. She wasn’t sure what she should say to that. “You said you came here to see me?”
“Yeah, I did. I wanted to tell you something, really.”
“What’d you want to tell me?”
For a moment, it looked as if Tiffany was about to say something but at the last minute, she just took off.
“Hey,” Shay cried out. “Hey, where are you going?”
An apartment isn’t all that big a place and so it wasn’t hard to catch up to the other girl. She was standing at the entrance to the bedroom.
“I miss him,” Tiffany said.
“You have to go,” Shay told the other girl.
“I want him back. That’s what I wanted to tell you. I want him back.”
“I said you have to go. You have to go now.”
Tiffany didn’t seem to be in any mood to move. She was still looking into the bedroom. “That’s new,” she said.
In spite of herself, Shay had to ask the question. “What’s new?”
“That is. The fountain.”
And of course, then Shay had to look at it, too. “I gave it to him,” she said proudly. “He likes it.”
“I like it, too.”
Shay found herself looking at the other girl. Why was she looking at the other girl, she asked herself. She should be kicking her ass out of the apartment, only ...
Okay, this was weird, Shay thought, but she was starting to feel ...
“I can see why Evan likes you.”
“What?” Shay said uncertainly.
Tiffany put a hand on Shay’s arm. “I can see why Evan likes you,” she said again. “You’re nice.”
Shay looked at the hand on her arm before she looked back at the other girl.
“I like you,” the other girl said again and Shay could feel the other girl’s hand ever so lightly stroking her arm. “I hope you like me, too.”
“Sure,” Shay said. “I like you.”
Now why the heck had she said that, Shay wondered. She didn’t even know the girl.
“Oh good,” Tiffany gushed. “I was so worried what you’d think about me.”
There was something wrong here, Shay told herself. There was something wrong and yet ...
“You want to know what I think about you?”
“Yeah. I really do.”
“Come here then,” Shay said as she pulled the other girl into the bedroom. “Stand here,” she told her. “Face the bed,” and even as the other girl did as she was told to do, Shay took up her place behind her. “You want to know what I think,” she said again.
“Yes,” the other girl moaned.
“I think you’re hot,” Shay said as her hands now stroked the other girl’s body. She wasn’t even sure why she was doing what she was doing. She just knew she wanted to do it.
“I think you’re hot, too.”
Why did that make her even hotter, Shay wondered. On the other hand, did it really matter. She decided it didn’t matter. The only thing that mattered was that this girl was making her so fucking hot.
Shay unzipped the other girl’s skirt. “How’s that feel?” she asked.
“I like it,” the girl moaned, “but don’t stop there.”
“What you mean you want something like this?” Shay asked as she pulled the girl’s skirt down around her hips.
“That’ll do for starters.”
“Then maybe you’d like something like this,” Shay said as she pulled the skirt lower still.
“Oh yeah,” the other girl moaned and then she moaned even more enthusiastically as she felt one of Shay’s hands stroke her between her legs.
Shay peeled the other girl’s panties down past her ass. “Then I bet you’re going to like this,” she said as she let the panties fall to the floor.
“What?”
“You’ll see. Kneel on the bed.”
The other girl did as she was told to do.
Why was she doing this, Shay asked herself and yet she knew that wasn’t there wasn’t a choice. She had to do this. She wanted to do it. She wanted to do it so bad. “Lean forward onto your hands.”
Again, the other girl complied with her wishes.
Shay slipped her hand between the other girl’s legs. Oh my God, she thought. The girl was just as wet as she was. “Spread your knees wider,” she ordered.
Oh my God, Shay thought. She was actually doing it. Oh God, it just felt so good to run her fingers between the girl’s lips.
“Wider,” she said again.
And again, the girl did it. This was so hot. She couldn’t help herself. This was just so hot. She had to kneel down. She had to push her tongue between the other girl’s legs.
“Oh no,” the other girl moaned. “Oh. What are you doing to me. Oh geez. I want it. I want you to lick my pussy. Oh geez.”
And that was just what Shay wanted, too. It seemed as if her tongue just seemed to magically know where it had to go.
“Oh fuck,” the other girl moaned. “Oh fuck. That feels so good. Oh fuck.”
Shay pulled back.
“No, wait. What are you doing? Don’t stop now.”
“Lie on the bed,” Shay ordered.
Tiffany didn’t waste any time doing what she was told to do.
“What do you want me to do?”
“I want you to eat my pussy,” the other girl said and then she stopped, almost as if she were trying to check herself. “That’s what I want,” she said again. “I want you to eat my pussy.”
“If that’s what you want ...”
“That’s what I want,” the girl started to say but most of it dissolved into a long, drawn out moan as Shay’s tongue once more took its place between her legs. “Oh fuck,” the girl moaned. “Oh ... fuck!”
It was some time later when the door to the apartment opened and Evan entered. He dropped his book bag on the couch and he went to get himself a drink from the refrigerator when he thought he heard something.
He listened again and there it was again. It sounded like a woman. It sounded like a woman moaning. It sounded like ...
His drink was forgotten. It couldn’t be Shay, he told himself, and yet if it wasn’t her, who could it be?
He crept down the hallway towards the bedroom and there was little doubt of it now. Hell, the door to the bedroom wasn’t even closed.
Did he really want to see, he asked himself but he knew he had to. He pushed himself into the doorway.
It was Shay all right. She was naked and she was perched over someone else’s body, someone else’s naked body. What the fuck was going on here?
She hadn’t seen him yet and he seemed incapable of moving. All he could o was watch.
He should do something, he told himself. He should do something, but what?
And that’s when Shay looked up and that’s when Evan realized the body his girlfriend had been straddling was a girl’s body.
Shay saw him and she grinned. She put a finger to her lips as if to tell him to keep quiet.
“Don’t stop,” he heard the muffled moan of the girl on his bed. “Don’t stop. Eat me. Eat my pussy.”
Shay grinned again and then once more, her mouth slid down and her tongue was working the pussy underneath her.
“Oh fuck,” the girl groaned. “Oh fuck yeah. Oh fuck. I’m going to cum.”
That voice. Even muffled as it was, it sounded like ... no, it couldn’t be.
“Oh my God,” the girl moaned. “Oh my God. Oh my God yeah. Oh my God. I’m cumming. I’m cumming. Oh fuck. I’m cumming.”
And in fact, she was, and Shay’s tongue kept working her pussy until her orgasm had run its course and it was only then that Shay pulled her mouth away.
“Why are you stopping? I want to go again.”
“Me, too,” Shay said, “but we’ve got a visitor.”
“A visitor?”
“Yeah, a visitor,” and with that, Shay pulled free from Tiffany’s body so Tiffany could see.
“Oh crap,” Tiffany said.
“What the fuck is going on here?” Evan yelled.
“What’s it look like?” Shay said. “Tiffany and me are getting acquainted.”
“Is that what you call that? Getting acquainted? You were eating her pussy.
“He’s probably got a point there,” Tiffany said. “I think we’d already gotten acquainted before. Now, we were just eating each other’s pussies.”
“You’ve got a point there. I was eating her pussy and she was eating mine.”
“I don’t fucking believe it.”
“I think he’s mad,” Shay said.
“No doubt about it,” Tiffany agreed. “He’s pissed.”
“You’d think he’d be happy to watch a couple of hot girls get it on.”
“You’d think.”
“Get out of here,” Evan yelled.
“Was it always this easy to make him mad?”
Tiffany shook her head. “Actually, he’s got a pretty even disposition. This is something new.”
“Get out of here,” Evan yelled. “Get out of here now.”
“Hey, Mr. Lee.”
“Miss Shay. What you doing back here? I thought you have boyfriend.”
“That’s what I thought, too.”
“Uh oh. That not sound good. What happened?”
“We broke up.”
“Why?”
“It just wasn’t working out.”
“That’s too bad, and after you gave him gift and everything.”
“Yeah,” Shay said ruefully.
“I’m wondering,” the old man said. “You not have to tell me if you don’t want to but I’m curious.”
“About what?” Shay asked warily.
“What was it that was the big problem?”
“Mr. Lee!”
“What?”
“I can’t talk about stuff like that. That’s personal.”
“I see. I’ve offended you. I was just wondering. I was just wondering if this Evan fellow was not so good in bed.”
“Mr. Lee!”
“What?”
Shay just stared at the old man. She was amazed that he’d asked it but she was even more amazed at just how close he’d come to the truth. “Well, if you must know,” she finally said, “he’d fallen off a bit at the end but that wasn’t the final straw.”
“I see,” the old man said. “I wonder ...”
“You wonder what, Mr. Lee?”
“Water element high in yang, in female energy. I wonder if this Evan just not able to keep up with energetic woman such as yourself.”
Shay couldn’t help but laugh. “I don’t believe in that kind of stuff, Mr. Lee.”
“No, of course not. I just wonder though.”
“You don’t have to wonder, Mr. Lee. It wasn’t you. It was him.”
The old grocer just nodded, but he said nothing. He said nothing at all.