Junior Year Box Set

Mona let her teeth touch my member, which caused me to look down at her. She waited until our eyes locked and then began to suck me in earnest. We stared into each other’s eyes. I think she wanted to see my expression when I climaxed. It got hard to hold eye contact because Mona was turning me inside out. I appreciated her efforts because, to be frank, I was horny as hell. I think we both knew I wouldn’t last long. Not with what she was doing to me, as she was seriously doing her hoover imitation. I tried to reach for her breasts, but Mona swatted my hand away. I guess this was about me receiving pleasure. That was okay with me.

I debated if I should warn her or not. I decided to do the right thing.

“AAIIIIEEEEE!” I cried in warning.

Mona jerked me out of her mouth and pointed my member away from her as she continued to stroke me. It was a good thing she pulled off because even I was impressed at the deluge of bodily fluid that shot onto the grass. It had been too long since I had done this.

We heard a whoop and clapping coming from across the lake, and we saw a college-age couple give us thumbs up. I looked down at my security system, and he just looked up and thumped his tail against the ground. If it had been a squirrel, Duke would have alerted us right away. Mona scampered into the bushes, leaving me with my manhood hanging in the breeze. I quickly stuffed it back into my pants and went looking for her.

“I’m so embarrassed,” she whined.

Mona punched me when I just shook my head. I wrapped my arm around her waist, put my hand in the back pocket of her jeans, and we walked toward my place. The two of us enjoyed the sunset as we walked through my quiet neighborhood. The noise of yard work, or people cooking out, that we’d heard earlier had now gone. We had school tomorrow.

“You still breaking up with me?” Mona asked.

“There’s nothing to break up. We both know that we were never together. If we had been, you’d never have let Mike take advantage of you.”

When she recognized I wouldn’t be moved by sex, Mona kissed me goodbye in the driveway, got in her car, and drove home.

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Chapter 6 – Learn from the Plain People Friday September 4

I came downstairs and noticed Angie’s van parked in the driveway. Being nosy, I stuck my head in the back door to see why she was here. Duke got goofy when he saw some of his favorite people here: Mona, Tracy, and Pam, all drinking coffee at our kitchen table.

“Where are Greg and the munchkins?” I asked.

“He’s dropping them off at daycare,” Angie said, and all four girls just stared at me.

I started to see why it was disconcerting when the Dawson men went quiet. It was even more so when you knew all four of these girls would talk your arm off if given half a chance. I could tell they were dying to have me ask why they were all in my kitchen but decided to make a tactical retreat. I was disappointed when Duke decided he would rather get his ears rubbed than go running. When I opened the back door, Precious, the neighbor’s evil cat, looked up at me as if to ask where her buddy was.

“He’s in there,” I said, and she seemed to understand what I was saying.

Precious waltzed in like she owned the place. As the door closed, one of the girls said, “Look, a kitty!”

ROWR!

“HOLY CRAP!”

I just shut the back door and took off running. I set a brisk pace in case any of them decided to follow me.

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When I got to math class, Tracy was waiting for me.

“Look what I got.”

She showed me her new phone and smart watch.

I felt my smart watch vibrate. I looked down, and there was a little heart with ‘T.D. + D.D.’ in the center of it. I sent her back the scared emoji.

“What are you guys doing?” Zoe asked.

Tracy showed her the new toy we were playing with. Zoe got a tight look around her eyes. I felt like a shit. The new smart watch wasn’t cheap. The least expensive one I’d seen came in at $250. That was a lot of money for a farm kid. It was a lot of money for any high school kid. On top of that, you had to add it to your phone plan.

“I’d wait until the prices come down. I’m sure it’s like everything else, and competition will enter the market and make it both better and cheaper. Also, you can do everything it can with your phone,” I said.

“Thanks, that’s good advice,” Zoe said and then found her seat.

“Why did you say that?” Tracy asked.

“She can’t afford one,” I whispered.

I think Tracy got it that not everyone had a lawyer as a dad. Of course, that didn’t stop her from sending me goofy messages all through class. It had a freehand feature that allowed you to draw pictures and send them. Tracy must have thought that was more fun than a regular text message.

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