Sometimes after sex, Lisa enjoys handling her lover’s phallus. It has an effect that’s both calming and exciting. The feel of it in her hand, warm and semi-full and coated with cum and cunt juice, makes her remember the feel of it during the fuck. Sleepy at first, the cock gradually stiffens within her gentle grip. She knows in some minutes she’ll taste it. But in the meantime her mind meanders, going where it will.

“Mrs. Alcock,” she says to Nils.

“Mmm,” he mumbles.

“My seventh grade English teacher.”

“Alcock,” Nils mumbles. “I had Mr. Bane.”

“Sometimes we’d say ‘All Cock.’ You know how seventh grade girls are.”

“Um, not really,” Nils says. “What about Mrs. Allcock.”

“Alcock,” says Lisa. She gives his penis a squeeze. Then another. Mmm, the penis is stiffening nicely.

“What about him?” Nils says.

“Her,” Lisa says.

Nils chuckles.

Lisa says, “I remember a paper I wrote for her. By mistake I typed perperation.”

“Perperation? You meant perspiration?”

“No, it was supposed to be preparation. I got an A on the paper.”

“That’s great.”

“Yeah, except Mrs. Alcock was a very severe grader. Each spelling or grammar mistake would take the grade down one letter. ‘In preparation for college,’ she told us.”

Nils says, “In perparation for college.”

“Ha ha, right,” says Lisa. “The thing is, she didn’t notice my spelling mistake.”

“No? Did you let her know?”

“I didn’t,” Lisa says. “It really bothered me for a while. I was angry with myself. I felt guilty. Such a stupid thing.” She squeezes Nils’ cock. Harder squeezes. Slow up and down strokes.

“Oh, sweetie,” Nils says. “Oh, honey.” His hips undulate slightly with each of Lisa’s slow strokes. The eye of the penis opens. Lisa can’t resist touching it with the tip of her tongue. It’s almost ready. She lies back, now just holding the fattened cock.

Nils exhales. “What was the paper about?”

“I don’t remember,” Lisa says. She holds the penis still for a long moment, and then she takes it deep into her mouth.