Accidental Lecher

Afraid that she might take me off on yet another sexual romp, I urged her to her feet and told her to go down the hall to take a shower and get cleaned up. Numbly, she did as I ordered, marching off to the bathroom with her clothing clutched in her hands. In the meantime, I flopped back into my chair, and tried to figure out how I was to recover from this sexual marathon. I had no idea how long it'd been since Laura last had sex, but it seemed to me to have been too long. My god, the pent up energy! I was thinking protein shakes, oysters, anything that would help me get back into operating mode. I was sitting in the overstuffed chair, still nude from the waist down, trying to gather my thoughts and my physical energy, when Laura stepped back into the room, now completely dressed as she was when she arrived.

True to form, she stamped her foot at me once again, and declared, "Ok you swine, you've had your way with me. Don't even think that I enjoyed it." Finally, with a haughty swirl, she opened my front door and whooshed out, slamming it behind herself.

Sitting there in my living room, half-naked and alone, I was left trying to figure out how this evening had turned out the way it did. "Rode hard, and put away wet," was all I could think of. Finally, self preservation started to enter my thoughts. I began to mentally put together a plan to delete the video files that I'd accumulated, just in case she brought The Law back with her, and to restrict my use of The Hook to laboratory use in the future. After my little foray on the wild side, I thought it best that I retreat back into my Boy Scout persona for a while, just to recover any ethical ground I might have lost.

Survival - that's all I could think about then. I was a second year graduate student, with a rather prestigious reputation as a gifted computer engineer. All I could think about was a judge asking me what had happened this night. And my reply? "Well, your honor, this gorgeous young woman came into my house, ripped her clothes off, and made me make love to her, again and again." Yeah, Right! Electric chair! What the fuck was I thinking? I finally reached down and pulled my pants on again, at least I didn't have to look like the village perv.

As I was running all the possible scenarios through my mind, I heard a knock at the door and, a look at the clock in the living room told me it was nearly 11:00 PM. Struggling up from my chair and plodding to the front door, I peeked through and saw Laura standing outside. Damn, I thought, now what? Opening the door, I was about to ask her something but, as usual, she interrupted.

"My mama told me that the first time might be painful, but she never told me how it felt afterwards." I was too damn tired to shut her up, but I don't think that it would've made much difference.

"You forgot to tell me when I have to come back, ya'know," she pouted. Obviously mistaking my shocked silence for an attempt by me to degrade her even further, she piped up with, "Well, Your Majesty, I know you want me to beg, but I'm not going to do it. I have my pride ya'know. How about tomorrow night, same time?"

All I could do was numbly nod my head and, in a blink, she was gone. I could swear that I heard her whistling as she left, but it could have been my imagination. Closing the door, I tried to assess what I had just done. Or was it, what had been done to me? This gorgeous young woman had taken my home and my life by storm, and the only question that remained for me was this: Could my body recover quickly enough to survive her through the rest of the weekend? I didn't know whether to thank Laura's mother for the advice to her beloved daughter or curse her.

If I'm still able to show up for work on Monday, I'll know the answers to both.