Chapter 73

8:30 p.m. Sunday

Regan looked nervous when she exited the bathroom wrapped only in a towel. She had told Andy that she wanted to shower alone because she needed to scrub all the sweat from her body. He suspected that the greasy cheeseburger she'd had for supper was playing hell on her system but he didn't say anything. He just agreed that she could shower by herself whenever she wanted.

He offered a gentle smile and thought back to the song he'd learned in kindergarten – "Everybody Poops."

Regan's biological necessities weren't what were giving her pause. Andy would have been amazed to find out that she'd learned the same song – on perhaps the same day – that he had. She was worried about something else.

"I wanted to try some things tonight but... ," she said, sitting down beside him on him the bed.

"But?" Andy wondered. "If you just want to curl up and sleep, I'm OK with it. I can even sleep in the other bedroom if you want."

"No!" Regan said hurriedly. "First off, I'm sure Joy and Ruth christened that room this afternoon. More importantly, I want you right here beside me. I always want you beside me. And I don't want to just 'curl up and sleep.' I haven't wanted to just do that since the first night we met. I'm not going to pass up a night alone with you."

"Then what's wrong?" Andy asked, sitting up on the bed and rubbing Regan's shoulders.

"It's... ," she began only to stop and marshal her thoughts. "It's some of the things I want to do might play into your ... insecurities."

"Insecurities?" Andy inquired in a baffled tone. He didn't know exactly what she was talking about. Like any teenager, he had a variety of anxieties to choose from, ranging from dick size to hairstyles.

"About ... the money stuff and all that," Regan clarified.

Andy was even more confused but he remained silent as he pondered the possibility that Regan wanted to pay him to do something sexual with her.

"I want... ," Regan began again. And again, she stopped to consider how she wanted to proceed. She decided an explanation might be in order. "I've seen some things on the Internet that I thought were ... interesting. I'd like to try some of them – a couple in particular – to see if I would enjoy them. But you might find them awkward – maybe even degrading. I don't mean them that way. It's just something I saw and found exciting."

"OK," Andy said, drawing the word out because he didn't really comprehend where this conversation was going. One of the major drawbacks of lacking Internet access was that his experience with pornography was limited.

"I want to ... it's called 'face sitting, '" Regan said, blushing slightly. "You do me but I don't do you at the same time. You just lay on the bed and I straddle your face."

"Why would I find that degrading?" Andy asked.

"Because, you know, it's a superiority thing," Regan explained. "I worried that you might think I was just ... using you or something. The site I found it on was a female domination site."

"Female domination?" Andy repeated in a questioning tone. "Like whips and chains?"

"Some," Regan admitted.

"I'm not into that," Andy cut in.

"God, no!" Regan exclaimed. "I'm not into that either. I mean, I don't think I am. It didn't excite me. That's the thing, Andy. I'm not sure exactly what turns me on. I know that, as a person, you excite me. At the same time, until last weekend, I didn't think I'd be excited by two girls doing it. I didn't think I'd be excited by doing it where others might see me. I sort of figured out the exhibitionism thing by looking at websites. I found one where a couple did it on the side of the road. There were cars passing by in the background. I didn't want to go that far but the thought of doing things like we did last night aroused me. The same is true with this. But I don't want you to worry that I'm going to start treating you like my personal sex toy or something. I'm not. I just saw this and ... I got wet from it."

"So you're not talking about hitting or things like that," Andy said.

"No," Regan answered, shaking her head firmly. "I saw that and I found it disgusting. Once we ... once we start to actually do it, I might consider having you slap my butt. I saw that and I wasn't sure. It seemed ... I'm not sure what it seemed. A part of me was appalled but another part was titillated. That's sort of like face sitting. In the video, the woman was a total bitch. I don't want that. I just liked the concept of – this sounds totally selfish, but here goes. I like the idea of being able to focus solely on what you're doing to me and being able to control what comes next. I can't really do that when I'm on my back. I really enjoy that. I don't want you to think I don't. This is sort of like the opposite of what I did this morning while you were on the phone. I was in complete control of that portion of the event. If you don't want to try it or you don't like it, just let me know and we'll stop."

"No, I'm OK with the idea," Andy said with a shrug. "What other things are you talking about?"

Regan let out a sigh.

"That first weekend – at the school – I thought about something while we were ... while I was ... when I jerked you off," she told him. "I saw websites before I met you. For a long time, they were the primary way I learned anything about sex."

"That's probably not good," Andy cut in.

"No, it was definitely bad," Regan agreed. "That doesn't change where I got a lot of my ideas though. Anyway, one of the sites, the girl ... she talks dirty. You don't see the guy but she talks about, you know, sucking him off and stuff. She asks if he wants to see her take her panties off and play with herself. She encourages him to play with himself and then takes over for him. They don't ... fuck, I guess. She just uses her hand and mouth on him. But the sexy part – for me, at least – is the way she talks to him while she's stripping. It was ... it was something I thought about up on the hill. I wondered if you'd be disgusted or excited if I gave ... commentary ... on what we were doing. What would you think of that?"

"I don't know," Andy admitted. "That day, I probably would have been upset. I mean, I looked at you differently. We didn't know each other at all. I still looked at you like some Chinese vase or something."

"And that's changed?" Regan asked with a laugh.

"I know you're not much different than me when it comes down to it," Andy answered. He ignored her sarcasm and replied sincerely. "Today showed me that more than anything. We have a lot in common even if we don't know exactly what it is at this point."

"So it wouldn't bother you to hear me tell you that I'm going to suck your cock?" Regan asked. She blushed slightly but maintained her steady gaze.

"I don't think so," Andy said, shrugging again.

"Well, I'm going to," Regan told him. "I'm going to put you on the bed and let you lick my pussy until I come. Then I'm going to dance for you and rub my ass all over your nice, hard dick. Once you're hard, I'm going to give you a blowjob that will curl your toes. How does that sound?"

Andy gulped at the visuals that forced their way into his brain. He didn't want to admit but everything Regan had said sounded wonderful to him.

"Good," Regan said when he nodded his agreement. She stood and removed her towel, displaying her nude form to him. She smiled when she saw Andy's rapt attention and the appreciating gaze he gave her body.

"But first, I want to make out with my boyfriend," she said. "Then I'll do things to you that you'll never forget!"

5:45 a.m. Monday

"Crap," Andy muttered as the incessant beeping of a cell phone alarm brought him out of slumber. He felt Regan shift slightly as she awakened. She had been sleeping on her stomach and Andy's hand rested on the cotton panties that covered her butt. She captured Andy's wrist when he tried to move it away. She wanted that hand exactly where it was.

"I need to turn off that stinkin' alarm," Andy told her.

"I picked the most annoying tone they offered," Regan answered. Her phone was stationed across the room near the bathroom – far enough away that she couldn't simply roll over, turn it off and go back to sleep. "Ruth hates it. I'm OK once my feet hit the floor. It's getting the feet to the carpet that I have trouble with."

Regan leaned over to kiss Andy on the forehead before getting out of bed and walking topless to the dresser where her phone sat – flashing and beeping to let everyone in the world know it was time for her to get moving.

Regan's hair was a mess and she had crust in the corner of one eye. The pillow where her head had rested was darkened by a small puddle of drool. Andy couldn't help but smile when Regan turned around. She looked just as beautiful to him while wearing a pair of cotton bikini panties as she did in a lacy thong.

"Let me pee and we'll take a shower together," she told him.

"I have to pee, too," Andy informed her.

"You're a guy," Regan replied, returning his smile. "You can pee in the shower."

She winked.

"Yeah, fine," she said. "We need to brush our teeth, too. No funny stuff, Mister, but I do plan to kiss you."

The door closed behind Regan and Andy thought back to the couples' activities before falling asleep. Regan had been true to her word. He didn't think he'd ever forget the night.

They had kissed and cuddled for a long time, their bodies pressed together as their hands and mouths explored the other's flesh. When Regan's arousal became too much to ignore, she had put one knee on each side of Andy's head and lowered her pussy to his mouth.

She had gasped at the first contact of Andy's tongue with her tender clitoris. She had proceeded to grind and twist to one of the most intense orgasms of her young life.

But that was only the start of Regan's fantasies coming to life. After she had sufficiently recovered, she had retreated to the bathroom where she had changed into a satin bra and thong set – and the five-inch clear heels she had worn the night before. She had done her best to mimic a strip club scene she'd seen in a movie before kneeling before Andy on the floor.

He hadn't been certain where Regan had picked up some of the lines she'd used but Andy suspected she had studied more than one scene of girls talking dirty. He was a little ashamed to admit that he had become excited to see Regan acting so wantonly.

Just as she'd been when she'd straddled Andy's face, Regan had been almost feral as she sucked him off. She had done things to him that exceeded even his wildest fantasies. When he'd ejaculated, Regan had pulled her mouth off his dick and jerked him off onto her neck and breasts.