Page 44 of 4 Bikers for the Doctor

Two minutes go by…I open the candy and we both share…“This looks like it’s going to be good.”

“I googled it a while back,” I say. “Great reviews.”

We’re both glued to the screen once it starts. It’s reallygood!

Occasionally I feed Nick an M&M…sometimes he feeds me a Gummy-Bear.

This is a damn good movie!

Here’s where it happens…we’re thirty-minutes in…I think he’s reaching for the Gummy-bears on my lap, but his hand goes to my thigh and just rests there.

Maybe he’s distracted by what’s going on in the movie.

I let it slide.These things happen, right?

I give it a few seconds and the hand doesn’t move.

I pry my eyes from the screen and look at Nick sideways—he’s looking right back at me with a smile on his face.He bounces his eyebrows.

Okay. He doesn’t mean it.

I nod to him, “Smooth.” Then I keep watching the movie because it’sreally good!

He’s not going to do anything. He said he was just here to look after me tonight.

This is Nick’s idea of a joke.

Fifteen seconds later he theatrically walks his fingers down to my pussy. I almost want to laugh, but there’s a part of me that’s sort of scared about what comes next…if that comes next.

He’s definitely got to be kidding.

My legs are crossed, but underneath the big t-shirt I’m only wearing underwear. No shorts or pj bottoms. We used to have sleepovers like this all the time.What the hell was I thinking.

I’m not fourteen anymore and Nick isn’t…well…he is…the guy I imagined having sex with for years!

He sticks his middle finger between my thighs…slowly and patiently, like there’s no hurry at all. I almost gasp, but hold it back.

I eat another fucking Gummy-bear like everything is normal.

There are two things separating that finger from my pussy—The shirt and my underwear.

Suddenly, I’m aware that my pussy ishot.If we were somewhere really cold…I think you’d see steam rising from it.

His finger is the size of a sausage!

I pretend to watch the movie because I have no fucking idea what to do.

I feel the finger move up and down between my swollen lips.God!

I’m juicing.

Gummy-bear—how many of these fucking things have I eaten?

The finger moves up and down…it feels so hot down there.

He pushes through the two layers of fabric half an inch with the tip of his finger and my breath catches.

Lord!

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