A Simple Proposition (11 page)

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hey went home, and Pam tried on more things for Todd in the bedroom. He watched, quietly, but it wasn’t the same as at the mall.

“Okay,” she said after a while. “So what do you want? What really?”
 

“This is good.”
 

“But if it could be anything?”
 

He looked at her for a while. “Just to watch you. And talk. While you do things.”
 

“That’s what we’re doing now.”
 

He nodded. “It is.”
 

“So you want something more?”
 

He didn’t answer.
 

“What?” she said. “You can tell me.”
 

“Would you mind being naked?”
 

Pam grinned. “Of course. This is weird, but of course.”

She took off her clothes, and then lay on the bed and talked to Todd. It was a little sad, she decided. She was pretty sure this was some intimacy thing, rather than sex. Todd was single and didn’t have anyone at home, and he just wanted this. Maybe he missed hearing someone talk about their day while getting ready for bed. Maybe he’d never had it. So, she talked about her day and let him look at her. Todd listened and looked and seemed happy.

It was sad,
yes, Pam thought, and sweet in a way, too, that he could end up almost comfortable with how he was.

“I’ll really do anything,” Pam said after a while. “I like you. It feels like you’re holding back.”

He looked at her and seemed to be thinking.
 

“Anything,” Pam said. “Anything that isn’t you touching me.”
 

He looked at her.
 

“Come on,” she said. “The thing no one else would. You might as well tell me.”
 

“There’s no one else. I haven’t done this with anyone else. Nothing like this. You’re more than anyone already.”
 

“So make it perfect. What do you want?”
 

He hesitated.
 

“Just ask,” she said. “I’ll only say no.”
 

She was expecting something about the toilet, or worse.
 

“Could you touch yourself again? Masturbate?”
 

She nodded. She already had, so why not.
 

It made perfect sense, given everything else. She was surprised she hadn’t worked it out on her own.

She rolled over and got a vibrator out her bottom bed-side drawer. She used it on herself while Todd watched quietly, and as she got close she noticed Todd’s face. He was captivated again, like he had been the first night.
 

“I

worked it out,” she said to Steve that night. “Todd.”
 

“Worked what out?”
 

“Why he’s into this. Why he just wants to watch.”
 

“Okay.”
 

“He wants intimacy. Like a girlfriend.”
 

“That kind of makes sense.”
 

“He wants to watch me play with myself, too.”
 

“Are you going to?”
 

“I did.”
 

Steve looked at her. She wouldn’t masturbate in front of him, not for real. Not other than pretending while they had sex.
 

“It’s different,” she said. “You fuck me. This is a thing.”
 

He nodded.
 

“I’m going to again,” Pam said. “With Todd. If that’s okay? If you don’t mind? I kind of like it.”
 

Steve thought for a while.
 

“Do you mind?”

“Shouldn’t I be there?”
 

“Just a couple more times on my own. Until he’s used to it. Then you can watch, too.”
 

Steve kept thinking.
 

“We’ll have him over and fuck in front of him again,” Pam said. “Okay? But I want to do my thing as well.”
 

Steve nodded. “
Okay.”

T

odd came for dinner, and Pam spent the whole meal naked. It was tacky, but Todd and Steve seemed to like it. Then she had sex with Steve, and Todd watched her face. It was strange and intimate like it had been the first time. Looking at Todd as her orgasm came close was more intimate than some sex she’d had in the past. She didn’t quite understand why.

She went shopping with Todd again. She changed in front of him again, and masturbated in front of him again, and he never touched her, never even tried, not once.

She started to get very comfortable with him and how far she was willing to go with this.
 

Todd watched her come. More than once. He watched her come with a finger in her ass, which not even Steve knew she did. She swore Todd to secrecy first.

Then she said, “I don’t mind if you masturbate, too.”

He looked at her.

She smiled, “I assume you do later. You know, when you are at home alone.”
 

No answer.
 

“Do you?”
 

He nodded.
 

“Think about me. All of this?”
 

“Yeah.”
 

“So do it here. I don’t mind.”
 

“If you do,” he said, and they masturbated together. She watched and gave him tissues when he came.

“I

know I said a couple more times,” Pam said to Steve. “But I need a couple more than that.”
 

“It’s fine.”
 

“He’s still nervous. And this is weird. But I like it.”
 

“It’s really fine.”
 

“Only a couple more. Then I’ll tell him you have to be there, too.”
 

“I don’t mind.”
 

“Thank you. And soon, I promise.”

P

am
wanted to do something for Todd, and she knew what men liked. After all, if it was in porn movies, then clearly men liked it. Pam moved closer to Todd as she pressed her body into his and moaned, “Come on me.”
 

Todd stopped and looked at her.
 

“You heard me,” she smiled. “I want you to come on me.”
 

Todd didn’t look certain. It felt like a line to cross. It felt like a very big line, and Pam wasn’t sure he should either.
 

Not being sure made her want him
even more. Not being sure turned her on.
 

“Does Steve know?” Todd said.
 

Pam shook her head.
 

“Will he?” Todd said. “Will you tell him?”
 

“No.”
 

“Should you tell him?”
 

“Probably.”
 

“But you won’t.”
 

Pam lay there for a while, then shook her head. “This is our thing, you and me.”
 

“I don’t know if we should.”
 

“But you will. Because you want to so much.”
 

In the end he did. Kneeling beside her while she rubbed herself, he held himself over her so that hot thick semen landed on her tummy.
 

She liked it. She actually really liked it as a way to complete this weird thing between them.
 

T

he next time they saw each other, Todd came on Pam’s breasts, and some of his semen dribbled onto her tummy close to her moving hand. She lay and watched him and thought it was pretty much what she’d done before with the blowjob guys. And Steve hadn’t minded that.
 

So this, she told herself, ought to be okay. She wasn’t touching Todd. They were almost touching, and semen was on her skin, but she wasn’t touching him.
 

That should make a difference.
 

The next time, as Todd got close, Pam turned around and lay with her face near his cock.
 

Todd stopped.
 

“Go on,” Pam said, and kept rubbing herself.
 

She lay beside him and looked up at his cock as he touched himself. She always enjoyed watching men pleasure themselves and liked how confident Todd was with his body and more importantly his cock. She loved watching his hand sliding up and down his shaft.
Todd wasn’t shy or reserved, and that turned her on.

He was close to her face. Not even out of reach. If she moved a little, she’d have Todd in her mouth. Like she had the other guys.
 

Todd came. Came over her face. Some landed on her lip. At the last minute she opened her mouth so some landed on her tongue. She tasted him, and he watched, silent, as if they both knew this was something they shouldn’t be doing.
 

She touched her mouth. Todd’s semen felt hot and sticky against her lips. She touched, and tasted, and looked up at Todd.
 

He didn’t seem to know what to say.
 

She was turned on. She could taste Todd.
 

Her fingers were sticky. She reached down, and touched herself. She rubbed herself with Todd’s semen, so a little of it went inside her.
 

She made herself come. She masturbated and came with Todd’s semen on her hand. It was as close as they could come to sex without actually touching.
 

It was too much.
 

Pam knew she had to tell Steve.
 

“T

here’s a thing.” Pam took a deep breath. “I need to tell you something without you getting upset, but I’m sorry. I think we need to cut Todd loose, and it’s my fault, and I feel bad.”
 

“What happened?”
 

“We got too close. It’s getting strange.”
 

“How do you mean?”
 

“I’ve been letting him jack off on me.”
 

“Like come on you?”
 

She nodded. “It kind of seemed unfair he watched us and never got to jerk off.”
 

Steve wasn’t as upset as Pam thought. Instead he seemed turned on, she thought. Interested.
 

“Is that okay?” she said, pretty sure now it was.
 

“It’s fine.”
 

“It’s okay I did that on my own?”
 

“Did you have sex with him?”
 

Pam shook her head. “He jerked off. I did, too. We took care of ourselves.” She paused noticing Steve’s growing reaction. “But he came on me. Is that okay?”
 

Steve groaned in pleasure as he mentally visualized what she was telling him. “It’s fine.”
 

“Do you find that kinky?”
 

Steve stood there for a moment, then nodded.
 

“You want to watch, don’t you?” she said.
 

Steve shrugged.
 

“I’m warning you. I’m getting close to him, in a weird way. We shouldn’t.”
 

“I want to.”

There it was. Pam knew that Steve was thinking with his wrong head.

“I really don’t think we should.”
 

“Just once, to see.”
 

“Steve, I mean it. Like with the blowjobs, we should walk away.”
 

“Just once, Pam. Please.”

He wasn’t going to listen, Pam realized. Just like the blowjobs. He wasn’t going to listen, and he’d probably be the one who ended up upset. What could she do.
 

What did she want to do.
 

Well, part of her wanted to, but she was worried about wanting more. Pam didn't trust her emotions having already been alone with Todd, and that was bad. She wanted him and that scared her, but she wasn't sure why it scared her. This is what Steve wanted and even though he freaked out afterward, she
still wanted more. She wanted Todd to make love to her and thought about him a lot. That worried her. Would her desire for sex turn into more than just sex? Could she trust herself?

She didn’t understand how they could end up here again, but part of her was glad they had.

This time, she thought, she knew what was probably going to happen, though. This time she could be ready and could be clear where they would stop.

“I’m giving him a hand job,” Pam said.
 

Steve looked surprised.
 

“I’m not going to unless we agree to that first,” Pam said.
 

Steve was thinking.
 

“Come on,” Pam said. “We have to be fair to him.”
 

“What?” Steve said, apparently fixating. “Him coming on you?”
 

Pam could see how turned on Steve was. She could see and was turned on herself. This was a mistake.

This was stupid, but she wanted to as much as Steve did.
 

“Yeah,” she said. “Okay. Why not?”
 

Steve grinned.
 

“This isn’t like last time. If you want to do this, I’ll go through with it.”
 

Steve nodded. “I know.”

Pam sat there waiting for Steve to change his mind. She wanted to say he’d regret this, but couldn’t bring herself to. She didn’t understand why she didn’t object more.
 

“Okay,” she said. “Let’s do it.”
 

Steve smiled.
 

“I mean it,” she said. “Tomorrow night.”
 

“All right.”

“This is a mistake,” Pam said, telling herself she had to try one last time.
 

“I promise,” Steve said. “It isn’t.”
 

“She wanted to say she’d heard that before. She wanted to say he was wrong. Instead she just kissed him, and stopped arguing.
 

She wanted this too. In the end she wanted this enough that she couldn’t bring herself to talk him out of it, because even though she expected problems, she was almost certain that she and Steve could get through whatever complications came of this.
 

Just like they had last time.