Chapter 14
Her caller was Danny Williams. She started to close the door in his face. He pushed it open.
"Laurie, I'm sorry for jamming in here like this, but I wanted to talk to you and you wouldn't answer your phone...."
"I don't see that we have anything to talk about," she said coldly.
"But we do." He closed the door.
Laurie went to the kitchen and busied herself with the dishes. Danny followed her.
"I had lunch with Professor Richardson, Laurie-and at his invitation." He waited a spell before going on. Then he said, "He told me about everything."
"He had no right to."
"Yes, he did. And I'm glad he told me."
Laurie lowered her eyes and stared into the dishpan.
"Not many girls would do so much for their school," Danny said, drawing alongside her at the sink.
"For me it was easy. I'm just a whore at heart," she said, betraying her deep hurt. "You said that, I didn't."
"But it's true."
"I doubt it."
"And why should you care? You've got your own girl now. You don't need me."
His hands found her waist. He hugged her from behind. "She wasn't my girl. You oughta know that. The only reason I brought her in there was to make you jealous."
Laurie did know this; nevertheless, it was reassuring to hear him say it.
"You wouldn't want me now," she said. "I'm somewhat shopworn."
"So am I."
"You?" she explained.
"Well, when I thought I'd lost you ... this girl and I ... Laurie, I got all kinds of experience. That girl had been around. Plenty!"
Laurie visualized Danny making out with another girl. She bit back her jealousy, thinking, what right have I to be jealous? I did everything in the book, and then some.
Slowly she turned to face Danny. Their eyes met. A gradual smile worked its way into her face then to his.
"Could we still go together?" he asked timidly.
She smiled more generously. Her blue eyes shone for him. "If you want," she replied.
"I do," he said, eager, anxious.
"Then I guess it's okay...."
He closed the distance between them. His hands went tremblingly to the fuzzy sweater she wore. The hands closed over her breasts. Gently but firmly, she removed his hands.
His face took on a hurt look.
Laurie said, "If that's all you came up here for...."
"But it's not!" he shouted. "But even if it was, what's wrong with sex? It's fun, isn't it? And it feels good, doesn't it?"
Laurie couldn't think of a satisfactory comeback. Her mouth broke in a broad, amused smile.
She guided his hands back to her sweater.
"Ohhh, Laurie, Laurie. I'm so glad." He kissed her. She squirmed against him. His hands busied themselves under her sweater.
"You don't have a bra on!" he said, astonished.
"Should I go put one on?"
"Heck, no!" He played with her warm nipples. Then he pushed her fuzzy sweater above her breasts, marveled at their rosy beauty. A moment later his eager mouth tasted her buds. Laurie enjoyed it immensely. And now Danny's tongue was making teasing swirls around her nipple.
She said, "I think I'm going to like this experience you've picked up." Her hand worked at his zipper.
"You're not mad about it?"
Laurie helped a wild tiger escape from its cage. "Heavens, no! But don't stop what you were doing."
His mouth returned to the oral pleasures of erotica. He sucked her breasts in quiet abandon, moaning slightly as she stroked his wide-awake tiger.
Presently his hands were under her short plaid skirt, working the skirt above her hips, then caressing her thin nylon panties.
"I go wild when you touch me there," she whispered hotly.
He continued what he was doing more fervently. His mouth urged her breasts to greater swelling. His fingers invaded her warm panties. Laurie bent her legs and shoved herself down on his hand. She groaned with pleasure. Beads of perspiration stood out on her brow.
"You sure learned a lot, Danny Williams," she said, pumping herself up and down on his hand. "Yes, sir, you sure learned a lot."
Danny's sexual anguish was no less. He pushed her panties down her legs. His hands found new pleasure centers. Their mouths went wild. Their hands went berserk. Laurie led him to the bedroom. She removed her sweater. Danny stripped off his clothes and climbed beside her. He loved her with his hands and mouth. Every nerve fiber in her body craved his attention.
"Do it to me, honey. Now...."
He smiled lovingly. He positioned himself between her young, sex-hungry thighs. "You seem in a hurry," he told her.
Laurie thrust her body up to Danny, impaling herself on his throbbing excitement. She worked her hips around. Her hands clasped on Danny's buttocks, forced him to piston back and forth.
"You didn't answer what I said."
"Don't talk now. Just push."
"But I want to know."
"Know what?"
"Why you're in such a hurry?"
"Cause I'm hot, damnit!"
He plunged in and out. "That's the only reason?" he grunted.
She worked feverishly. "Ohhhh, Dany...."
"Is that the only reason?" he repeated.
"I-I don't know what you want me to say, Danny. I honestly don't."
"I just wanted to know what the professor meant. He said you'd tell me."
"Meant about what?" she asked, hardly able to keep her hips still..
"He said that second place is sometimes better than first place."
"Ohhh ... ohhh, Danny, it is. Do it to me!
N-nowwwww!"
"How can second place be better than first?"
"But it is, Danny. It really and truly is." And then Laurie began pumping up and down, raping him until she was raped in return, and as her wild screaming climax drew closer and closer, she knew that the future was going to be wonderful. Just wonderful!