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Benefits Ch. 01

By: MrFantastic



None of the events in this story occurred. It's all fiction.

Chapter 1: Life Thus Far

California is one trippy fucking place. The laws alone will make your fucking head spin, not mention its whackadoo inhabitants. There some nice things about it though. And some of the people are actually nice as well. But SOME being the key word. I learned this bit early in life, at around seven years old. This new kid had come to my first grade classroom. 

She was from Russia, and had some trouble speaking English. A lot of kids, mainly ones bigger than her, picked on her a lot. Of course, right away, one of the nice people came to her defense. Me. I've always had a problem with bullies, so I clocked one of them in the face. I may have gotten in trouble, but it was worth it. The kids stayed off her case for the most part, and I got a lifelong friend out of the deal. Her name is Mila Kunis. My name? That's Jake Parker. And if things were proper in this universe, she and I would be together. But we're not. I'm mainly to blame for that. For some reason, I have this fear that if she knew how I felt about her, she'd never want to see me again, and I couldn't bare that thought. That's not to say I don't have some fun. Just because I'm mad about a woman doesn't mean I'm not going to look elsewhere if I'm not involved with her.

Like I said before, California is an odd place, and the oddities all seem to stem from the southern half of it, and the southern half's chief export. Don't believe what you may have heard the export is. It's not a fruit or any kind of food. The export is entertainment, and that export, while good in its right, has driven the inhabitants of California, mainly the Southern part, insane. They all have the dream, that will of COURSE come true, of making it. Even I fell for this bug, but not in the way most do. I wanted to be a writer, so I got the saner half of insanity. Of, course, as many know, Mila went with acting, and got a lot of success from it. I have had some stuff published, and am currently working on what I hope will be my first major novel. For money though, I have a somewhat normal job. I run my own bookstore.

You know, I realize I have gone on a bit without even describing myself, at least on the physical side of things. I'm five foot eight, and around 175. I work out a bit, but I'm no monster. The best way to describe my build I guess would be Shawn Michaels-esque, but I guess you'd have to know who the Heartbreak Kid is for that to do much. Black hair, and blue eyes round up the package, well, the clothed package at least, though you'll learn enough about me as time goes on.Anyhow, production on the new season of Mila's show, That 70's Show, had begun, and she invited me onset to hang out with her. We hadn't seen each other for the entire summer. I had gone to London to visit some friends, and had barely even spoken with her. I had been on the set before, so it was no huge thing. I made sure to have Dyl(employee and best friend on the guy side) watch the store. Any chance to just be around her was enough of a reason for me to show up, and Dyl gets that. Anyhow, I arrived on the set and was greeted with a hug and a kiss on the cheek.

"Oh Jake, I have missed you SO much," she said. "How has my hero been?"

"Good, good," I said with a smile. "Had some fun. London was a lot more fun than I thought it'd be. Still, I missed having you around. You know, someone to rescue, and watch as I uphold truth, justice, and freedom!." We both had a laugh at that, while the rest of the cast just looked at us with an odd stare.

"It's an inside thing," we both told them at the same time.

"Listen, we're going to rehearse a bit, then me and Laura are going to catch some lunch. You wanna join us, Gotham Knight?" she asked.

"Well, I was going to organize my precious lint collection, but I guess I could waste my time." She gave me a punch on the arm with that comment.

"Then it's a date smart mouth." She gave me a kiss on the cheek and walked back to the set. I just stood back and watched them rehearse, and eventually got bored with that and whipped out my GBA and played some Mario Advance. Time passed, and it was time for lunch.. Mila, Laura and I all hopped into my car and drove off.

"Now, where we heading for lunch ladies?" I asked.

"This little Mexican place I found a while back," said Laura. Just keep heading straight, then make a right at the sixth light."

"Gotcha.," I replied.

"You got any music to listen to?" Laura asked me.

"Oh of course. Only from the hottest band in the world,"

"And who would that be, in your opinion? In all the years that you've come to visit Mila on the set, the rest of us know only a little about you, except that obvious fact you two are very close. That includes musical preferences mystery man."

"You kidding me? Who else could be the hottest band in the world?"

"Oh, I don't know, Radiohead maybe?"

I was a bit taken aback. "Excuse me?"

"Oh boy, here we go again," Mila said with a giggle.

"Ms. Prepon, I am shocked. Being on a show taking place in the 70's, you do not know who the hottest band in the world is." I said as I slipped a CD into the stereo, and the now famous intro came on. From my speakers it emanated: "You wanted the best, YOU GOT THE BEST...The hottest band in the world, KISS!!!!" and it then went into the song Detroit Rock City.

"Ah, I see. You like your rock dumbed down." said Laura.

"Give me a song about cold gin or casual sex over a song trying to explain the mysteries of the universe any day Red. Not to mention Ace Frehley is a God amongst guitarists. Plain and simple, its rock and roll, pure, unaltered rock and roll. Can the ever so revered Radiohead say that?"

"Laura, don't try to argue with him," Mila said, "He's a card carrying member of the KISS Army. And it's actually kind of good once you get into it. Hey, could you skip ahead to Love Gun? I frickin' LOVE that song."

"Of course milady." Soon enough, we arrived at the restaurant. We were seated, and ordered our drinks. We were sipping our drinks and eating some complimentary chips, sitting in our booth making idle chit chat. Laura and I, despite our musical disagreement, were we really getting along. I have to admit, I was REALLY attracted to her, and I think she felt the same.

"So, what's with all the 'rescuing' and 'hero' stuff? You save Mila's life or something once?" Laura asked.

"No, it goes back to when I first came to this country. I didn't speak English, well, at all, and a lot of kids teased the Hell out of me in the first grade, at least until Jake here, beat the snot out of the big bully who was heading the pack. The kid was in third grade, and lil' seven year old Jake knocks him on his butt with one punch, breaks his nose with another to get him to stop teasing me. He basically has always watched out for me. And since he was big into comics, and I think still is, I called him my own private super-hero. He never let anyone mess with me. He's probably my closest friend," Mila said.

"Yeah, that's the story. Now cue the sappy music." I joked.

"What, you mean like 'Beth'?" asked Laura with a laugh.

"Well, hardy-har-har. It is to laugh." I replied sarcastically, with a tinge of a British accent

"Well, I guess heroes don't have to have good taste in everything."

"Hey, maybe if most of Radiohead's songs didn't sounds mopey and whiney, I'd give them more of a shot. Rock and roll should be about fun. Pure and simple. With the occasional ballad thrown in for good measure, of course."

"Oh of course. Got to have a ballad,." replied Laura with a smirk.

Eventually, the waiter arrived, and we ordered our food. Once the waiter finished with our order, we resumed our idle chit chat. As before, Laura and I seemed to be hitting it off a little. I also found myself looking at her body. I couldn't help it, but eventually, I started having sexual images of her my head. My cock was getting hard. So hard I had to excuse myself. Nature was calling, but not the way it usually does in a Mexican restaurant. I excused myself from the table and walked, albeit speedily, to the men's room.. I went to one of the stalls and unzipped the fly on my jeans, and started to jerk my cock like mad, to a quick release.

"Need some help with that 'hero'?" I heard a voice ask. I turned around to see Laura leaning against the stall door with her right arm, her left in her jean pocket. "Because, you know, I wouldn't mind helping you out." She leaned towards me and kissed me deeply, her left hand replacing my right in jerking me off. "Lean against the rest room door baby. And lock it. We don't want anyone coming in." I did as she asked, and looked at her as she got on her knees. She took my cock and licked it lengthwise, slightly tugging at the base of it. I moved my head back and let out a slight moan. She smiled at me and slowly took my seven inches into her mouth, snaking her tongue around as much of it as she could. She soon had me down her throat, and slowly took me out, leaving my cock glistening with her saliva. She jerked me off and took her mouth to my balls, sucking on them individually, licking my sack, driving me wild. She then took her mouth back to my throbbing cock and starting bobbing her head up and down my shaft, rapidly, sucking me hard as she could. This woman knew how to give head, and I was reaping the benefits of however much experience she had. She kept sucking me like this for five minutes when I felt my orgasm coming.

"Oh fuck Laura, I'm going to fucking cum!," I moaned.

She took my cock out of her mouth."Shoot on my face. Shoot your load all over my fucking face!" she demanded, and she aimed my cock towards my face, jerking me hard.

"Here it cooomessss..." I moaned as I shot on her face, hitting her on her forehead. Another jet caught her on the bridge of her nose. For the rest, she stuck he tongue out and pointed my cock to that, and lapped it up. She swallowed all I had shot into her mouth and licked my cock clean. She then looked up at me and gave me a wink with her cum covered face. She leaned over the sink and started to wash her face. I was still taken aback by all this, shocked, pleasantly so however. I zipped myself and looked at her with lust. 

"You are definitely getting a payback for that."

"Oh, I know," she said as she turned around to look at me, "You can pay me back when we go out tonight." She leaned over and kissed me. "I think you should exit first, you know, you came here first." I nodded and walked out. I sat back down with Mila and we started talking, and a few minutes later Laura came back, and we acted as if nothing had happened. Soon our food came and we ate, and I drove them back the set. Before saying my goodbye before I had to return to the store, Laura palmed me a piece of paper with her phone number and instructions to call her at 7:00. I drove back to the bookstore and spent the day talking to Dyl and thinking about what I wanted to do to Laura. Images of bending her over my car and taking her from behind, eating her pussy, everything sexual I wanted to do with her floated through my head. Soon enough 7:00 rolled around, and I called her from the office in the back. We came to the conclusion I was taking her to a restaurant of my choosing, and then any form of entertainment of her choosing. I'd be picking her up at 8:30. I asked Dyl if he could close up for me. He agreed, in exchange for the gory details of whatever I did that night. I rushed to my house to get spruced up. I ended up wearing some black pants with a blue shirt. I went by her place to pick her up, and she was wearing an amazing looking black dress with matching heels. I took her to this Italian place I know of. We went in, and ordered some water and some red wine.

"So, what exactly brought on, well, you know, earlier?" I asked.

"To tell you the truth, I don't know," she replied. "I usually would never do anything but dream of doing something like that. But when we started talking something clicked. Nothing to heavy or emotional, but something that basically said I wanted to fuck you. I know it sounds odd, but I just really needed to." She took a sip of her wine while I was trying to soak this in.

"This isn't going to become a relationship thing is it?"

"Outside of us just fucking? No. I mean we can be friends, but with benefits. I'm not looking for anything resembling a relationship right now. Why, are you?"

"No, not at all. I'm in the same frame of mind actually." I took a sip of my wine as the waiter came by to take our orders. We continued talking throughout our meal. Talking of exes and past sexual situations. We both had some very good experiences in our past. Some of hers I kept a mental note of for lonely nights. We finished our meals and I paid the check. We went walking back to my car when she pulled me into the alleyway and kissed me passionately. Our tongues intertwined and massaged each other. I moved down her face and started to nibble and suck her neck, moving down to her cleavage. I moved the straps of her dress down and suckled at her pert nipples. They were quarter sized, pink and perfect, I nibbled and sucked and slowly moved down to her crotch. I was on my knees, and I lifted up her skirt. I was very much filled with passion for this woman by now, so I ripped off her panties, and lifted her right leg onto my shoulder. I licked and kissed all the way to her glistening slit. I slid two fingers in first, probing and massaging her pussy. She rolled her head back and moaned.

"Oh fuck yes....fuck, don't fucking tease me....." I took my fingers out and rose them to her mouth, and sucked on her own juices greedily. I knelt back down and licked her glistening lips. I slowly worked my tongue in and licked her like mad. I latched onto her clit and teasingly nibbled and sucked on it, tracing the alphabet as best I could on it with my tongue. I sucked on her clit gently and slid my fingers back into her pussy, curving them and moving around enough to hit as much of her wet cunt as I could. Her hair was thrashing above me and her moaning was getting insane. "Don't fucking stop...I'm almost there baby...don't fucking stop...." One of my fingers had joined my tongue in massaging her clit. She was driven over board, and my face got covered in her juices. She leaned against the wall, obviously pleased. She gave me a come hither look, and I walked towards her and kissed her deeply. I moved my mouth to her ear.

"Turn around," I ordered her. She gave me that smile of hers and turned around. I lifted up her dress again, and undid my pants. I slid my hard cock into her wet pussy with one thrust, and we both let out pleasurable moan. Wasting no time, I started thrusting into her hard, the slapping of our skin together very audible.

"FUCK! Oh fuck yes, drive that fucking cock into me. FUCK!! Don't stop fucking me!" I of course obliged, and tried to drive my self even harder into her. I reached my hand around and started to rub and massage her breasts, pinching and teasing her nipples.

"You fucking like that Laura? Tell me how much you fucking love my cock!" I said, thrusting into her with passion. "Fucking tell me."

"Ooooh God....you're cock is so great...I never want to stop feeling it....just don't stop....fuckkkkk....."

"You want my cum? Huh? You want my hot cum baby?"

"Oh fuck yes...shoot your fucking load inside me...fuck...I want to feel you shoot...."

It was getting close to the point where I would oblige to her, but not before doing my all to make her cum on my cock. I began swiveling my hips with every thrust into her. My thrusts got more aggressive. I was growling with every thrust into her. Her moans were getting more erratic as well. She was nearing her own point of bliss. I took one of my hands from her breasts and reached down to her pussy and started frigging her clit, and this sent her over the line.

'OH FUCK!!" she moaned. I felt her pussy clamp down on my cock, her juices flowing onto me, and that was also it for me, with a loud moan, I shot my cum into her pussy. I leaned against her, she turned her head around, and I kissed her deeply. I pulled my softening cock out of her and did my pants up. 

"And that takes care of the entertainment for tonight," she said with a smirk.

"You were great, fucking great," I told her.

"You weren't too bad yourself," she said, catching her breath and composing herself. "If you want, we can put on an encore performance at my place."

"An encore sounds great to me," I said, taking her by the hand to my car.The rest of the night was basically us fooling around. I left her place at around three in the morning, keeping in mind this may need to be a regular thing. Sure, I love Mila, I know that in my heart. But I'm not going to wait around for something that may never happen. I am not going to keep myself from having some fun in my life. If it happens with me and her, it happens. If it doesn't I can always reap the benefits of being her friend.

Benefits Ch. 02



No part of this is real. It's all fiction folks. Not real in the least.

"OH FUCK YES!! Don't you fucking stop Jake!" screamed Laura. Her back to me, arms up, leaning against my shower wall. She turned her face to me. "Don't you dare stop fucking me Jake, don't you fucking daaaAAARE!! OH YES!!" She moaned. I was thrusting into her like a madman. A careful madman, though, wouldn't want to die while fucking, even if the woman is Laura Prepon. I moved my left hand down to her slit, leaving only my right holding on to her hips. I started rubbing and teasing her clit. I was bent on sending her into overdrive. If her moans were any indication, she would hit the mark any moment. "Ffffucckk.....that's so right...fuck, fuck, fuck, FUCK!!!!!" And with that scream, her pussy clamped down on my prick and I felt her juices run over my throbbing cock. I was still thrusting like mad, coming ever closer to hitting my boiling point. That was when Laura turned to me again. "You want to fucking cum baby? Cum on me. I want to feel your hot cum on my body...fucking shoot it baby...." The look and those words did it for me.

"OH FUCK!!" I yelled as a pulled out and shot my cum all over her back and ass. I shot a good 5 or 6 jets on her. I let out a soft moan as a rubbed my cum into her back with my cock head. "I am really enjoying this arrangement."

"Believe me Jake, you're not the only one," she said with a smirk as she turned off the water jet. "I'm gonna get dressed and head back to my place. What are you up to tomorrow?", she asked while stepping out of the shower.

"Well, its Dyl's day off tomorrow, so I'm going to running the store solo. Might want some company eventually," I said, grabbing a towel to dry myself off. "Interested in providing said company?"

"Maybe, I could use a new copy of the Hobbit," She said, walking towards me. "Think I could get a discount?" she asked, licking my ear lobe with a smile.

"I'm sure we can come to an agreement about something like that," I replied.

"Good. See you tomorrow then Jake."

"You too. Good night Laura." This no strings sex thing was working out to be one of the best things to happen to me. I got a damn good friend in Laura, and also some AMAZING sex. Best deal ever. That and this was actually something that could take my mind off of the usual heartache I feel towards Mila. Every time I think of her, I don't only think about how much I want to be with her, at least not anymore. During one point in my life, it was like that. These day though, its more along the lines that I finally get I'll never be with her. I didn't like excepting that fact, but over time, I have. Still doesn't make the feelings go away, but great sex does help ease the pain, especially when it's sex with no strings. 

I slid on some boxers and walked over to my comp. I hadn't been able to write a thing in quite a while. Mainly because everything I had been writing down was depressing, and I didn't want that. Sure, every good story needs a tinge of sadness, but everything I had been doing had been absolutely drenched in the doldrums. But with the sudden influx of a bit of pleasure, even if it was purely carnal, I had finally been sparked. I was now at least outlining a story. An adventure tale. The details weren't panned out yet, but I had the general storyline pretty hammered out. It was going to be the tale of a man without hope, who is forced into the position of being the only hope in saving the world. I had Laura to thank for all this, and I had been thanking her for a good three weeks in my own special way. The only problem I had now was how to begin the story. That's always been my hang up. I can never really begin a story to my satisfaction. I can plan one out alright, but the beginnings I come up with, at least to me, seem very weak.. I had been trying to wrap my head around this for weeks. How do you start the tale of a man who has nothing left to lose? I sat in front of the screen for a good two hours, Ace Frehley's solo album blaring into my headphones the entire time. But nothing was typed. Stuck again. I turned my comp off and crawled into bed, awaiting the day to come.

I awoke at around 8:30 A.M. and had a hearty breakfast of leftover pizza and Dr. Pepper. I put on my amazing dapper outfit of a KISS concert t-shirt and jeans and headed out to open my store. I stood at the register, waiting for lunch to roll around, and Laura's visit. After two and a half hours, my designated lunch time of 11:00 A.M. rolled around. I locked up the shop for my standard thirty minute break and went to my office. I opened up mini-fridge and brought out my sandwich and Dr. Pepper. I then heard a knock at the door. I got up and walked into the main area. It was Laura, in jeans and a nice red blouse. She had brought tacos, the world recognized food of kings. I let her in and took her back to my office. I sat back in my chair and she sat on my desk.

"How's business been today Jakey-Boy?"she asked.

"Usual Tuesday crowd. Nothing really interesting....as of yet of course."

"Oh, of course," she replied with a smile. "Oh, would you look at that? I didn't bring enough food for the both of us. How am I supposed to get the discount we were talking about last night?"

"I"m sure we could figure out something," I said with a smirk.

"Oh that's good. Wait a second, there is enough to eat." she said, getting on her knees in front me. "How about you eat what I brought, and I have a little of this?" she asked, unzipping my pants, and pulling free my rapidly hardening cock.

"Oh please, help yourself." And that she did. She tugged on it a few times to get me at full mast and slowly licked me length wise, planting a kiss on the tip. I started to run my fingers through her silky red hair.

"You like that don't you hero? That's only the beginning big boy, only the beginning." and with that, she engulfed my head, and took me inch by inch into her mouth, until I was all the way down her throat. I threw my head back and let out a long moan. She joined in the moaning, and the vibrations made felt incredible on my throbbing member. She slowly removed her mouth, leaving my dick in a shiny coat of her saliva. "You think you're enjoying yourself now? You should know by now this isn't even close the end of this little show." She moved her mouth to my balls and sucked them into her mouth, alternating one and the other, and jacking my cock hard. "I bet you wanna cum SOOO bad don't you Jake. You want to shoot your hot load in my pretty little mouth, don't you?" I gave her nod with a moan that I hoped sounded like a yes. "You're gonna get your wish soon baby. Just hold it in for me. Can you hold it in for Laura?" I nodded again, and threw my head back as she once again engulfed my cock with her mouth. I put my hand on the sides of her heads and guided her skilled mouth up and down my cock. As she moved faster and faster, my gasps got shorter and shorter. She removed me from her mouth again, and jacked my slick cock, licking from the base and leaving another kiss on the tip. She wrapped her lips firmly around the crown and sucked hard, licking the underside and jerking my shaft. She took me all the way into her mouth for the last ride. She tugged on and kneaded my balls as she sucked, urging me to the inevitable climax.

"I'm gonna fucking cum Laura........cumming soon..." I growled, and she kept bobbing up and down, faster and faster, snaking her tongue around every inch, faster and faster until..."Fuccccccckk....." I moaned as I shot my cum into her awaiting mouth. She kept her lips wrapped around the head sucking every drop and drinking it down. When she was done she removed her mouth from my cock and opened wide, showing me her empty mouth, and then closed it, flashing me a smile. "Oh my God......that was fucking insane Laura." 

"Tell me something I don't know," she said, wiping some cum she hadn't gotten down off the corner of her mouth. "So, how much of a discount did I earn, Bookworm?"

"I think you earned yourself a couple free books," I said with a smirk. "But I just happen to have in my desk a hard cover edition of the one you're looking for." I opened my desk drawer and took out a copy of the Hobbit and handed it to her.

"Awesome. Thanks. Like I said, my copy is so totally worn out. This should last a good couple of years," she said as she got back up

"You read it that much?" 

"Of course. Haven't you ever had a book where you can't help but read it over and over again?"

"A few, but not to the point where the books are only held together by a thread."

"Eh, everyone has their oddities. Like for example, there are actually people who like KISS. Weird huh?" she said sarcastically, leaning over to give me a kiss goodbye. "I've gotta head back to the set. Mila said something about her and one of her friends dropping by. Might want to spruce yourself up a bit."

I sat up with a start. "Why would I care to spruce myself up? It's just Mila. We've known each other for years." I told her hoping not to seem obvious.

"Please Jake, I know how you look at her. So take my advice, stop being such a fucking chickenshit and tell her how you feel. She won't be available forever. Even it means no more of these little visits, just tell her. You two would be great together, and would both be incredibly lucky. Not everyone finds their one. You might have. Don't let it pass you by."

"Thanks for the sage advice."

"Yeah. This mouth does a lot more than give great head. Anyways, I'll see you around Jake-O." And with that, she walked out of my office and walked out the door. I opened up the shop again. 

After a few hours of stragglers, browsers and the occasional customer, Mila strolled in with a friend in tow. As usual Mila looked fantastic. Radiant would be a better word. She was wearing some hip hugging jeans, a belly shirt, and sneakers, but it just seemed like so much more on her. The friend that was with her was Ashley Scott. She was wearing a nice denim skirt, topped with an AC/DC doll-style shirt. Mila knew Ashley through her cast mate Ashton Kutcher, who used to be Ashley's boyfriend. That relationship ended, but Ashley and Mila struck up a friendship during that time, and I got to know her fairly well. But not so well I'd call her a friend right off the bat, but I liked her well enough.

"How ya doin' there Jake? Have a good day?" Asked Mila in her usual cheerful way . "So-so. No one came in and threatened to take over the world. Slow day."

"Ah, must have sucked hard. Well, you got any plans for tonight?"

"Not at the moment. Why, if I may inquire my dear lady?"

"Me and Ash are thinking of catching a movie, maybe bowling, stupid time-wasting stuff. You interested?"

"Hmmm....well, I was going to solve that pesky problem of world hunger, but that can always wait. What time?"

"How does 8:30 sound? The bowling alley near my place?"

"Sounds great Mila. See you then."

"Catch ya later. Come on Ash."

"See you there Jake," said Ashley, giving me a wink and a peek of her tongue stud with her wave goodbye. I also got a look at her tattoo, right on the small of her back. Like I said, before, I only know her enough to call her an acquaintance, but I'd love for it to be just a little more...nothing serous, but a little fun wouldn't hurt. That's the nice thing about the "Friends with benefits" option. Doesn't mean I have to stop looking.

So now I actually had something to look forward to once I closed up shop. At around five, Dyl rolled into the store.

"What the fuck are you doing here, ass?" I asked him sarcastically.

"Figured I'd spend some of my time off making your life a living Hell. You know usual shit. I figured you still needed a friend around that doesn't give you a blowjob as a greeting.," he replied.

"Yeah. In that sense, you're nothing like your mom.."

"Fuck you," he said with a laugh. "So, what do you have up your sleeve for tonight? Hopelessly pining and whining for Mila, or actually having fun?"

"Fun. I'm going bowling with Mila and Ashley Scott."

"So by fun you mean pining for her and questioning your self-worth while bowling?"

"Fuck you buddy. I told you, I'm over her. Have been for a while."

"RIGHT. You know, your mouth says, 'I'm over her', but your eyes say 'I'm a heartsick little bitch'."

"You mean, just like your mouth says, 'Insert cock here'?"

"Whoa, since when am I your Dad?"

"Okay, you win this round, but not the war. Anyhow, you wanna join up? Ashley is pretty hot."

"Dude, as much as I would like to see you make eyes at Mila that would make most puppies jealous, I gotta pass. I had plans that I have to attend, but needed company. But since tonight is Mila Night for you, I guess I fly solo."

"What plans are those Dyl, if I may pry into your depraved little world?"

"Nothin' major. Go to some clubs, see some bands, get some chicks. You know, stuff that whiny little saps like you don't do."

"So, basically, correct me if I'm wrong, you're going to go see some bands, get blitzed, make an ass of yourself in front of random women, then go head back to your house and fall asleep jacking off."

"...Yeah, pretty much."

"Just wanted to be clear on it," I said with a laugh. "So, I'll see you tomorrow then."

"Same dumbass time, same dumbass channel," he replied. "See ya, prick."

"Not if I see you first asswad." Dyl walked out of the store leaving me with three hours to kill till closing. Some customers came in, made a little money, but still, a slow way to pass the time. Eventually, 7:45 rolled around, and I started closing up shop. BY 8:00, the "Closed" sign had been put up, and I was on the way to my place for a quick shower and change of clothes. I was going to be a little late, but not much. I was at Mila's by 8:40. I got a few complaints but they died down by the time we reached the bowling alley. We all got our shoes and picked our balls, and got to our lane. We were suited up, bowling balls in hand, Bowling shoes on foot, and totally ready to suck ass. You see, Mila and I completely sucked at bowling, and if I remembered correctly, so did Ashley. For Mila and I though, it didn't matter too much. Bowling was just and excuse for us to hang out and waste time. We had paid enough for 3 games. The competition was our usual one; the quest to see who sucked more ass. Now, over the years, the competition had been close, but I stand fast by my belief that I was the worse player between the two of us. Tonight, she would try to see me be proven wrong. As the games were played, we executed our throws horribly, and were tied when the third game came around. I had lost won game, as had she. Ashley had technically "won" those games, if you were into that whole "winning" thing. The final frame in the third game had come. The moment of truth......and picked up my balls, and geared up, I launched it....and...BLAST!!! I got a strike.

"HA! I win Jake. I told you I was worse at this than you!! I am the grand champion of the world in the realm of shitty bowling! Bow to me!", she exclaimed with glee.

"Oh come on, that was a total fluke!," I replied. "I demand a rematch!"

"No way! I won fair and square! Just face it, am better at being a horrid bowler than you!" she retorted. "I am not going to pay for any rematch!"

"Oh come on! Please? I'll be your bestest friend." I asked sarcastically.

"Too late, you already are."

"Then all the more reason to grant me this request. Please?"

"Mila, if I pay for one more game, will you let him have his last chance to lose?" asked Ashley.

"Well, I suppose I could merciful," She said with an eyebrow cocked. "Go pay the guy for one more game, we'll wait here."

"Okay, but I left my purse in the car," said Ashley. "Jake come with me so I can get my purse, and then you two can continue acting like Junior High schoolers."

"You say that like its wrong or something," I said, putting on my red Chucks and heading with Ashley to the door, watching her ass sway as she walked. "We'll be back in a few Mila. Hold down the fort."

"Will do Cap'n!" she said with a smirk and a joke salute. Ashley and I walked to my car, and I unlocked the door so she could reach in and get her purse. As she bent over, I took the opportunity to get another look at her ass. It was, in simple terms, one Hell of an ass. I was resisting every urge in my body to cop a quick feel. And once again, my mind went into overdrive with sexual thoughts, foremost amongst them was the thought of bending her over my car and taking her right then and there. Soon enough, she had gotten her purse, and as she got out of my car and closed the door, she gave me a look with her bluer than blue eyes that told me she knew that I was looking at her, and what I was thinking, and flashed me a very sexy smile. I locked the door and walked with her back into the bowling alley, though it seemed this time, she swayed her hips a bit more to garner more views from me. Ashley went to pay for the lane for one more game while I walked back to Mila.

"Ashley's paying for one more game. One on one. Loser takes all. You ready Kunis?"

"Ready to kick your ass? Oh, Jakey, I was born ready," she said with a smile. And with Ashley's assurance, the game was on. The competitions was stiff, with gutterballs being thrown left and right, and seven-ten splits like you wouldn't believe. And once again, it was down to one final throw. Could Mila blow it, thereby winning the competition of suckosity? Unfortunately for me, she indeed did. Gutterball. "HA! HA! Bow before me Jake! I own you!"

"Yes, yes indeed you do. You are the high priestess of bad bowling, and I am your unworthy servant," I replied.

"Damn right you are. Now, servant, give my friend and I rides back to our respective homes. Do it quickly, and you just may earn yourself a shiny new nickle!", she exclaimed with a smile.

"Wowee, a whole nickle, don't break the bank."

We walked out to my car and hopped in. For some reason, Ashley took the front seat and Mila sat in back. I simply supposed it was because she would dropped off first. During the drive, Ashley kept giving me glances, occasionally smiling and licking her lips. Just from these looks, I already felt a stirring in my pants. I dropped Mila off, and started off towards Ashley's place. Not even five minutes from Mila's place, Ashley slowly moved her hand onto my right leg.

"I know you were looking at me today Jake," she said. I looked towards her apologetically. "Keep your eyes on the road please." I turned back to the road.

"Listen Ashley, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to..." I started, before she shushed me.

"Don't fret Jake. No worries. I'm obviously not offended, as if you couldn't tell by the location of my hand." she told me. She moved her hand over my semi-stiff prick and started rubbing me through my jeans. "Ooh, is this because of me?"

I nodded, about to reply with a "yes", before I was shushed again.

"Don't talk. Just nod. Not that I don't like the sound of your voice of course, but please, let me do all the talking baby." I nodded. "Good. Now let me just unzip you, and see what I've got to work with here." She slowly unzipped my jeans and fished out my cock, which she jerked a few times to get at full mast. "Good size. Seven inches or so, correct?" I nodded. "Good. Perfect size for me. Perfect for sucking, fucking, everything in between."

I couldn't believe this was happening. What were the odds of this kind of luck?

"You know what I like to see Jake? I like to see a cock cum. I love how it looks. Can I see you cum Jake?" She asked. I nodded. "Good." She took her hand to her mouth and gave it a big lick, and then took it back to my cock and started to jerk me off. "Now keep your eyes on the road. Let me be the one focused on this, 'kay Jake?" I nodded once again. "Mmm, you have such a nice cock. I know I've said it, but damn Jake, it is a specimen.". She stopped jerking, but kept her fist wrapped around my shafts. She took her thumb and gently started rubbing the underside of my cock head. "Mm, you like that don't you? Feels like a nice little fire beneath that head doesn't it? The heat feels so good doesn't it Jake?" I nodded once again, letting out a loud moan. "Glad to see your enjoying yourself Jake. Now, I'm going to ask you to do something for me. There's a parking garage up ahead of us, on the left. Turn in there, and park on one of the lower levels. Can you do that for me?" I nodded once again. "Good boy."




Benefits Ch. 02



She continued to jack me off as we drove into the parking garage. She picked out a spot on one of the lower levels, and told me to get out of the car. She followed suit.

"Come over here Jake." I walked to her. We were standing on the passenger side of my car. "Good. Jake, I assume you find me attractive, correct?"

"Yes I do Ashley. Very much so."

"Good. Then drop your pants for me." She told me, dropping her panties as well, lifting her skirt up to show me her pussy as soon as she had removed them. Her pubic hair was shaved into a landing strip, my personal favorite style for women to do. I quickly removed my pants as well, and walked over to her. "Halt. Stay where you are Jake. Only get to watch right now. NO touching. You got me?" I nodded to her. "Good. Now, start jacking off. I want to see you do it to yourself. I can give a little show to help you along. You want that?"

"Yes.," I replied. "Please give me a show."

"Okay baby. You just keeping pumping that cock for me." She stuck out her right middle finger at me, and then brought it to her mouth and sucked on it. She squeezed her breasts and tweaked her hard nipples with her left hand. At all this, I was pumping my cock for her concentrating intently on watching her every move. She took her finger out of her mouth and slowly drug it down to her gleaming slit. She slid her finger into her wet sex and let out a pleasurable sigh. "You like that baby? You're going to get more hon, just keep pumping for me, okay? Keep stroking that hard cock for me." I did as I was told, pumping my cock for everything it was worth, watching Ashley as she fingered her self before me. She slid another finger into her wet pussy, let out heavy moans as she started to masturbate herself. She inserted a third finger, and started to frig herself faster and faster. "You like watching this baby? You like watching me finger fuck myself? It's all for you baby, all for you...." I kept jacking. It was getting very intense for me. Sweat was dripping from my forehead. I felt that familiar tension in balls. My cum was about to erupt. She opened her eyes to look at me, and instantly knew I was close. She knelt down in front of and batted my hand away and started to jack me. "I want to make you cum baby, you have a problem with that?" she asked me, licking a drop of precum from my cockhead. I shook my head. "Good. Then you won't mind waiting." And with that, she grabbed around the head of my cock and stood up, looking me square in the eye.

"Ashley, what's big idea?" I asked. "I was about to cum!"

"Oh believe me, I know," she replied. "And you still will Jake, just not yet. You do not get to cum until I say you can. No jacking off. No fucking other women. All your cum is to be kept inside until I say you can let it out. Understand?" She asked with a squeeze to my cock.

"Why should I? Why not just hook up with someone else? Or at least jerk off?"

"Because Jake," she said while tickling my sack. "If you do that, this is the closest you cock will ever be to my pussy again. And you DO want my pussy, don't you Jake?"

I nodded.

"Good boy. Now, pull up your pants and take me home. And no jerking off. You do not get to cum until I say so. We clear?"

"Yes Ashley," I said with a sigh, pulling up my pants. "Crystal."

"Good," She said. She bent over to pick up her panties, purposely giving me a look at her pussy. "Here, keep these." She handed the panties to me with a smile, and then got back into the passenger's seat. I pulled up my pants and got into the driver's seat. We drove in almost complete silence, with her occasionally looking ver to me with her devilishly seductive smile. We got to her place and she got out of the car. Before entering her place, she leaned into the passenger window.

"Now remember, you don't get to cum until I say you can. Believe me Jake, it is definitely going to be worth it, for both of us," she said. "I know you can do it Jake. See you around."

I drove off to my place and turned the stereo on. The song "Love 'Em and Leave 'Em" played. "Oh believe me Gene, I wish I could." I said to the stereo.

* * * *

"HAHAHAHAHA!!!!!" Dyl laughed, rolling on the book store floor in hysteria. "Oh my God, that is too fucking good dude. Fucking priceless."

"It's not that funny dipshit," I said.

"Not to you, you're the one with a case of blue balls for God knows how long."

"Gee, thanks for the reminder, I would have forgotten if you hadn't reminded me."

"I just find it funny you're actually sticking to that 'no masturbation' bullshit. Like she'd even know."

"Somehow, I get the impression she done this before. Enough so she could actually tell."

"I just don't get it dude. You've got a sweet as fuck thing going on with Laura. Why are you doing this?"

"Because with Laura, it is no string sex Dyl. Friends with benefits. That doesn't mean I don't keep on the look-out for other women. Same rules apply to her. Ashley is another woman. Something could be there. This may be the only way to explore that possibility. Plus, the possibility of mind-blowing sex is always an easy draw."

"True....so, since you and Laura are just friends with benefits, you mind if I take a shot at her?"

"Knock yourself out Dyl. Celebrities do like giving to charity."

"Ouch. That hurt. Do you see the tear drops?" he asked sarcastically, tracing a fake tear down his cheek. 

"The truth hurts."

"Yeah, but not as bad as a case of blue balls, you pansy little bitch."

"Yeah, but at least I'm going to get a payoff."

"IF you can last. And believe me, I think that 'if' is pretty damn big."

"Have faith young grasshoppah," I said. "Willing is not enough, we must do."

".......What the fuck does that mean?"

"I don't know. Bruce Lee said it though, so that makes it cool and meaningful by default."

******

It was the next Thursday, around noon. It was my day off, so Dyl was minding the store by himself. I was sitting on my couch, watching one of my 'Buffy' DVDs. Third season to be exact. I loved the show, and have had a bit of a crush on Eliza Dushku since I saw her in 'True Lies' when I was around 13. I was halfway through the episode when my phone rang. I went to pick it up.

"Hello," I answered. 

"Hey there Jake," said the voice. It was Ashley.

"Hello Ashley," I replied. "How are you?"

"Oh, fine Jakey, fine. Have you been sticking to our agreement baby?"

"Yes. It's been a bit difficult, but I've kept to it."

"That's what I wanted to hear. How would you feel about lunch with me today?"

"That'd be great. Where do you want to eat?"

"Leave the location to me Jake. It's my treat. I'll be by your place in about an hour to pick you up, okay?"

"Sounds great, see you then. Bye Ash."

"Bye-bye," she said, hanging up the phone. Would this be the lunch to end the wait? My instincts told me no, that should would drag me along until she was ready to go, but I held my hopes up.

The next hour rolled around fast. I was anticipating seeing Ashley more than I had expected originally, but I believe that this was due to the tremendous need for sex that had been in my thoughts for the past week. She drove into my driveway and honked the horn on her car. I locked up my house and hopped in, and we drove off to the restaurant. Ashley was wearing apair of form fitting jeans, nice and tight black t-shirt, and a nice denim jacket.

"So, where we heading Ash?" I asked her, taking her form completely in. She looked insanely amazing.

"Well, I thought we'd go to this pizza joint I know. Good stuff there. Bread sticks to kill for."

"Excellent. What do you recommend when we arrive?" 

"Hmm, I personally have a hankering for some pepperoni," she said with a smile. "That okay with you?"

"Well, perhaps..."

Soon, we were at the place. We were seated towards the back of the restaurant. Since we knew exactly what we wanted, we placed our drink and food orders all at once.

"So Ashley, please indulge me, what exactly happened in the parking garage last Tuesday?" I asked.

"Well, I would think it was pretty obvious Jake," she said, taking a sip of water. "I'm very interested in you. Have been for a while. What's going on right now is, well, a bit of a test. But believe me, the payoff for you is definitely going to be worth it. Just hang in there."

"Oh, I will," I said. "Any chance of a bit of a sample though?"

"Hn, well, I thought I gave you a good enough sample on Tuesday, but, since I like you...", she said, as she slid under the table. Thank God for table cloths, or she would be seen in an instant. "Let me do all the work. Keep your hands on the table."

"Okay Ashley."

And with that, she unzipped my pants and took out my semi-stiff prick. Within a second she engulfed me, and I felt myself grow to full mast inside her hot, wet mouth. She moved her mouth quickly up and down my prick, removing it occasionally to suck and lick my balls. She licked my cock from the base to the tip, licking circles around the underside of my cock head, tugging me gently at the base of my cock with her hand. While I was getting this amazing treatment, the waiter came back by with our food and drinks in tow.

"Here you go sir, one large pepperoni and mushroom pizza, garlic bread, a Dr. Pepper and a 7Up," he said.

"Thank you very much," I replied, hoping the look on my face didn't give away what was happening to me underneath the tablecloth. He soon walked away, and Ashley went into overdrive this time, bobbing her head up and down my cock as fast and as best she could from her position. "Ashley," I somehow managed to whisper, "I'm going to cum."

"Really baby?"

"Oh yes Ashley, I'm going to cum....."

"I don't think so," she said, once again grabbing my cock, stopping the tremendous blowjob she was giving me. She held it like that for a good five minutes before she let go, once again just licking a drop of precum from my head. She got back to her seat and looked at me, with a rather confused look on my face. "Remember, not till I say, and I don't say you can yet. But I gave you what you wanted, a bit of a sample. Sorry if it wasn't enough."

"What?", I said, in a stern tone.

"Don't get mad Jake. Like I said, when I let you cum, it will definitely be worth the wait."

"B-but...."

"No more talking about it Jake. Ti will happen when I say. Now, let's get to this pizza, 'kay?"

********

"HAHAHAHAHAHA", laughed Laura, as she fell of my couch. "Oh that is too fucking rich. I can't believe she fucking did that."

"Join the fucking club," I said, a bit angry.

"Hey no need to be testy about it Jake. You can quit this little thing anytime you want. I'm here," she said with a smile and a squeeze to my knee. "You know you want to."

I jumped back and off the couch. "NO! Sorry Laura, I'm pretty damned determined to stick to it."

She got off the couch and crawled on her knees towards me. "Oh come on Jakey. I'm begging for your hard cock." She put her face to my crotch and started to massage my hardening prick through my pants with her mouth.

I stepped back. "No way Laura. Come on, be sympathetic!"

"Damn, you are committed to this," she said getting to her feet. "Looks like I'll end up owing Dyl 20 bucks."

"YOU TWO BET ON THIS?"

"Hell yeah. Best bet I've been a part of in years. Sure you don't want to help me win it? I can make it worth you while...." she se said as she came up to me and started to lick my neck and nibble my ears. "Come one Jakey...make Laura some money....."

"Yes..yes...NO!" I exclaimed. "Come on Laura, this is hard enough as it is, don't make it worse."

"You know, I could make it a lot less hard."

"That's not what I meant and you know it."

"Yeah yeah, I know. Can't blame a girl for trying though."

"True. Though I think its best if for the duration of her little test, we see each other a bit less, at least in the sexual sense."

"Okay Jake. I'll see you later."

"Later Laura," I said as I watched her walk out the door. "Now for a freezing cold bath in ice water."

*******

The next Saturday had rolled around. It was around 1:00 P.M., and Dyl and I were in the store. Semi busy day, though it had slowed down since about noon. At around 1:30, Laura came in to just hang out and shoot the shit. After about an hour of this, Ashley came walking through the door, wearing a black denim skuirt, some nice looking boots, and a white tank top, no bra.

"Hey Laura," Dyl said. "You wanna go for a bit of a run? You know, I have all this pent up energy that's just BEGGING for a release. It just seems like it will never, ever come."

"I know what you mean. I'm so pent up, I feel I'll just EXPLODE if I don't get it all out of me," she replied with a laugh that was soon followed with a burst of laughter from Dyl. It even got a giggle out of Ashley.

"Hey, Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dipshit, why don't you go do something productive, like play in traffic," I said.

"Will do sir," replied Laura. "Come along, Tweedle Dipshit."

"Why do I have to be Tweedle Dipshit?"

"Because I'm an insanely hot redhead with legs to die for."

"Hn, good enough reason for me." With that, Dyl and Laura walked out of the store.

"They've been riding you pretty hard huh?" asked Ashley.

"Well duh," I replied.

"Well, I've got some good news for you then. No, matter how hard they've been riding you these past weeks, I'm about to ride you even harder."

"Wha....," I got out, before she kissed me deeply.

"Lock the door," she said between breaths and kisses. I rushed to the door and locked it. "You're about to get your release Jakey. I promise it'll be worth the wait."

"Oh, I believe you," I replied.

"Good," she said. "Where can we do it out of sight?"

"My office," I said, grabbing her by the hand and rushing in, slamming the door behind us. I quickly removed her top and started sucking and licking her breasts. Her nipples were quarter sized and brown. I took them in my mouth and sucked on them, eliciting a moan from her.

"Enough of the foreplay," she said, pushing me on my back on the ground. "We've been going through the foreplay for the past few weeks. I want the action." She got on top of me and started kissing me again, massaging my tongue with hers and nibbling on my bottom lip. She moved down to my neck and sucked hard, leaving me with a soon to be hickey. She moved her hands, which had been running through my hair, between our bodies, movies down to my crotch, undoing my belt buckle and unzipping my jeans, letting my painfully hard cock free. "You ready Jake?"

"Like you even need to ask."

She looked at me with a smirk, locking her ice blue eyes with mine. She lifted up her crotch(she wasn't wearing panties) and slowly lowered her hot, wet pussy onto my cock. We both let out a loud gasp when I was all the way in. Her pussy was more incredible then I had imagined(and for the last couple weeks , my imagination had been running nonstop). She was so warm and tight, but her pussy fit my cock like glove. She started slowly, rising and falling onto my cock. I was lifting myself up off the ground to meet her every movement. She put her arms on my chest to steady herself as she started to ride me faster. Every so often when she lowered herself she would grind her pussy into me, creating insane sensations in my urging to burst cock. But somehow, I managed to keep it in. I don't know how, but I did. I lifted myself up a bit to embrace her and kiss her amazing breasts as we fucked. I started to thrust as hard as I could into her from my position. Soon we shifted from our cradle to missionary, as I laid her back on the floor. And started to thrust into her.

"Don't fucking play with me Jake,"she said. "Fuck me hard. FUCK ME!" I started to thrust into her as hard as I could, the loud slapping of flesh audible throughout the entire bookstore. Luckily, no one was around to hear it. "Fuckl yeah, fuck yeah.....FUCK...keep going baby.....keep going....fuck my pussy....oh fuck yeah.....fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, fuck meeeEEEEE!!!!" And with that scream Ashley's orgasm overcame her, her pussy clamping down on my cock and getting her cum all over it.

"Oh my God....Jake that was incredible," she said. "Did you cum yet?"

"No, not yet," I said. "But if you do something special for me, I just might."

"What do you want me to do?" she asked, wiping her blond hair from her sweaty forehead.

"Get up," I said, pulling out of her pussy. "And bend over my desk."

"I see where you're going with this Jake," she said as she got up. "But you've earned it."

She bent of my desk, her legs opened wide. I got behind her and hiked her skirt up around her waist. I got on my knees behind her and licked her asshole, and slid my index finger in to loosen it up a bit.

"Fffuckkkk," she moaned. "Don't fucking tease me Jake....fuck my ass."

Not wanting to disappoint the lady, I stood up behind her and lined my cock up with her asshole. I pressed the head of my cock and slowly, inch by inch eased my way in. Ashley was grimacing a little.

"Do you want me to stop?"

"No," she replied. "Keep going."

I complied, and eased myself in until my entire length was in her tight asshole. I slowly moved myself in and out of her ass, savoring the feeling of it. Slowly, I went in and out of her ass, when she turned her head looked right at me.

"What did I fucking say? Don't tease me, FUCK ME!"

"You wanna be fucked Ashley? Huh? Well you're going to get fucked!" And with that, I grabbed her by the hips and started to ram my cock into her ass. This elicited a yelp from her, but they slowly turned into moans of pleasure. I moved my hand down her slit to frig her clit as I thrusted into her.

"Fuck yes...don't stop....FUCK yes...FUCK YES!!!" she screamed.

"You fucking love this don't you, You love how it feels to be fucked in the ass don't you?"

"Oh fuUCK...yes....I fucking lOVe it...don't stop.......I'm so close to cumming again.....please baby, don't stop.

I continued to thrust into her as I leaned over her turn plant kisses across her back. She turned to me and I kissed her deeply. I felt her moan through our kiss. I reached around and started to massage her globes. I teased and pinched her nipples, as she moved her hand down to her pussy to frig her own clit. From her moans, she was getting close to another orgasm, and I had yet to have my first. I was holding back for a special reason. Soon enough, I felt her asshole clench around my cock, and Ashley let out another loud moan.

"You still haven't cum baby?" she asked.

"Nope, but I have one last idea," I replied. "Lay on your back again."

She looked at me and smiled again, and laid down. I completely removed my pants, then lowered myself, straddling her chest. She knew what I wanted, and smiled at me as she pressed her breasts around my cock. Without hesitation, I started to thrust between her amazing breasts 

"Oh fuck yeah baby, you know what I want to see. Cum for me baby, fucking cum for me. Cum all over me baby," she said, giving me an amazingly seductive look the whole time. I kept thrusting and thrusting. I put my finger to her mouth and watched as she sucked licked on them. Soon, I felt the churning in my balls, and I threw my head back.

"FUCK!! Ashley, I'm cumming!! FUCK!!" I yelled as lifted my cock from between her breasts and aimed right for her face. She opened her mouth wide as I shot forth my cum. The constant teasing from Ashley had certainly caused me to build up some serious reserves. The first 3 shots went directly into her mouth and she swallowed the down. The next six shot completely covered her face in my cum. The final few bits ended up around her neck and breasts. I stuck my cock into her mouth and she sucked the final few drops from my cock. "Shit."

"I told you the wait would be worth it," she said with a smile. "You have a bathroom around here? I need to clean up."




Benefits Ch. 02



********

After Ashley had cleaned up, I opened up the store again. Ashley and I sat around and chatted until Dyl and Laura came back. They soon did, and Ashley said her goodbyes and headed home. She gave me her number and told me to definitely call her, which I of course would.

Laura hung around till closing and we all went bar hopping that night. Per usual, Laura and I ended up at my place, and Dyl found a little fun for himself.

Laura and I were in the shower together, simply washing each other off, after just having sex.

"So, how was she?" Laura asked.

"Pretty damn good," I replied. "But I'm happy with where I am now, if you're jealous."

"Jealous?" she turned to me. "I was just curious. You keep getting luck like this, you might never find a reason to take that chance with Mila. As a friend, I am concerned about your happiness."

"Why not let me worry about my deal with Mila? I've dealt with it pretty good for the past 13 years."

"Okay, but remember what I said. She won't always be available. And just in case you didn't know, you are not out of her league Mr., your recent luck should show you that."

"I know, it's just a very delicate situation."

"I know, all I'm saying is don't wait forever. She definitely won't."

*********

That night, I laid awake in my bed seriously thinking about what Laura said. Why was I waiting? Was I lying to myself by trying to say I was over her? Was I selling myself short? Everyday I wait, she gets that much further away from me. I had to tell her. But could I get the courage?



Benefits Ch. 03



None of the events in this story happened. It's all fiction folks.



"And when I woke up, he was gone. Never saw the guy again," Laura said. We were sitting in her bathtub, winding down after another grand night . "And that's how I lost my virginity."

"Wait a tic," I said, "You're telling me that you just boned some random guy in Jersey?"

"What, were you expecting some thing more grand and romantic from the chick who had your cum on her face within thirty minutes of meeting you? It's not like I'm a slut. I'm choosy about who I fuck. I was choosy with him."

"Okay then. What else can we talk about till we're ready for another round?"

"Well Jake, you could always tell me about your first time. I tried digging it out of Mila and Dyl, but neither know. What's the deal?"

"They don't know because I didn't tell them. I've never actually told anyone about it."

"Why? Embarrassed?"

"Hell no Laura. But the story is a bit hard to swallow."

"Spill it to me," she said with a smirk. "You know I'm good when it comes to swallowing."

"Okay then. But remember, you asked for it, and you have to PROMISE not to tell a soul."

******** THEN

"Wake up Jake, time for work," my father said to me.

"Errr......no wakey.....Jake go sleepy," I mumbled back.

"Come on now Jake," he said. "Get out of bed. You're the one who wanted to work for the family company for the summer, and we've got a big day."

"All right," I said.

"Good boy," My dad said, exiting my room. I slowly rose from my bed and gathered my clothes for the day. I picked up my DX t-shirt, boxers, jeans, and my black Chucks, and headed for the bathroom for a morning shower. In about 15 minutes I was out of the shower and dressed, but still very groggy.

"Hungry....breakfast," I managed to mumble.

"We'll get something from the McDonald's drive through. Now let's go Boy Wonder," said my Dad.

"Please, don't call me that."

"Oh yeah, I forgot, only your girlfriend can say it. I'm sorry," he said with a grin.

"Oh, that's a good one. I'll never understand why you didn't make it as a stand-up.....and she's not my girlfriend. My best friend that happens to be a girl, but not girlfriend."

He opened the door and I walked through it. "Whatever you say son," he said as he closed the door behind us. I hopped in the passenger seat of our van , and he in the driver's seat. He started the car and we were off. My Dad was in construction, and we sometimes did renovations for the city. Today we were beginning a job doing some renovations to a school. The place was called Torrance High School. It was the month of August, so no students would be there, but it wasn't empty. See, Torrance High School was where the high school sequences of my favorite show, "Buffy The Vampire Slayer", were filmed. So, I was a little perked about that. But not much, since I had only gotten about five hours of sleep. We eventually arrived to do some work on the interior of the school. Adding new lockers, building a new room, general stuff. Now, my dad's company also handled painting, which was where I was assigned occasionally, since my dad knew from experience I was a total dipshit when it came to actual construction. But painting for some reason I was okay at.

"Hey there loser," a familiar voice said as I walked to one of the building to help set up station.

"Hey Dyl," I replied. "What are you doing here, and how did you arrive?"

"Got a ride from your Mom. Remember? Your Dad offered to pay me to help you get this job done."

"Hnh, never told me. Well, how about you help me set up, so we can get this done with?"

"Yeah yeah, sure," he replied, picking up some paint cans and supplies. "Now, where are the babes?"

"The Hell? What are you talking about?"

"You know, the BABES. Sarah Michelle Gellar, Alyson Hannigan, Charisma Carpenter?"

"Oh. I always figured you for Nicholas Brendon man."

"Ha. Shut the fuck up. Now where are they?"

"Jesus Christ Dyl," I said, "is that the only reason you decided to do this?"

"No, I just LOOOOOVE to paint buildings. Fuck yeah that's why. You've met them before, right?"

"No dude. Never have. Probably won't dude. I don't even think shooting is starting today."

"WHAT THE FUCK?" he yelled. "You've gotta be shitting me!"

"'Fraid not, but my rude awakening this morning is more than worth it to see that look on your face. If only I had a camera."

"Oh fuck you," he said setting up the ladder near a building wall. "I'll tell you one thing though, no women, I ain't climbing that piece of shit."

"Yes you are, or I tell my dad, and no money for you. And honestly, you know all you'd do is ogle the chicks then go home and jerk it in the shower. We're only 16 dude."

"Damn it."

"Yeah yeah. Now pop open that can, pour some paint in the bin, and hand me that roller, so we can get this horseshit over with."

**********NOW

"Wait," Laura said sitting up and turning around as best she could in the tub, "what does some fucking school paint job with Dyl have to do with anything? Unless you two get in some zany 'Three Stooges'-like fight, tell me something else."

"If you would wait, I could get to the point. It's about the first time I ever had sex, and you'll have to hear about it tomorrow," I replied. It was 1:00 A.M., and Laura had an early day tomorrow.

"Fuck," she said. "Well, I'll come by your place tomorrow around three, and you'd better fucking finish the story."

"I will, but if Mila's still around, it'll have to wait until she's gone. She's coming by to help me to do some organization."

"Whatever, I just want to hear the fucking story," said Laura, exiting the tub.

********

"I can't quite reach," Mila said. "And remind me again why I'm the one reaching in the back of the top shelf of your closet?" She said while standing on her tip toes on a step-ladder.

"You volunteered short stuff," I replied. "And I know better than to attempt to talk you out of something you're determined to do."

"Can I un-volunteer?"

"No. But don't worry, I'm right behind you, so you're safe, but that's only if you fall backwards. Any other way, and you're pretty much screwed."

"Thank you SO much my Man Of Steel, I feel so much safer," she said sarcastically. "Just what exactly am I looking for up here?"

"Well, a card board box, but it should have a circular handle on it," I replied. "It has a bunch of my old Green Lantern comics."

"Ah, so I'm looking for something of the utmost importance," she said with a humorous tone. "Hey, I think I got it. It's stuck though."

"Give it a good pull. I promise I've got you covered."

"Okay...I think..I've got..it...WHOAAAAAA!" she said, and flew off the stool side ways. I caught her, and we tumbled onto the floor. She landed on top of me, we were face to face.

"See, told you I'd catch you," I said. "A true hero is always there when it counts."

"Once again, you're here, oh hero of mine," she said lightheartedly. "How will I ever repay you?"

"How about 5 bucks? A pizza perhaps?"

She gave me a laugh and started to just look at me deeply.

"What?" I asked. She didn't reply. She simply moved some hair out from my eyes.

"You have beautiful eyes, you know," she said. She leaned down to my face and kissed me deeply. My mind was racing at this point. I of course kissed back, but I was puzzled about what brought this on, because I didn't see it coming. Our tongues intertwined, and I wrapped my arms around her petite form. She signaled for me to lift myself up a bit, and she removed my t-shirt. I replied by slowly removing hers, leaving her in only a black bra. We returned to our heavy kissing. I slowly started to move my right hand to her crotch, which she was grinding against mine. Then, at that moment, a knock at my window came.

"Yo, bookworm, let me in!" 

It was Laura, and just as suddenly as she had started, Mila darted off me and hopped onto the couch. 

"I'm so sorry about that Jake," she said. "Don't know what came over me." She scrambled to put her shirt back on.

"No need to apologize," I said, putting my shirt back on as well. "We'll talk about it later." I got up and went to the door to let Laura in.

"I should really get going now anyway," said Mila, getting together her things and heading towards the door as I grabbed the nob. "I'll see you later."

"Mila, wait," I said. "We need to talk about this."

"We will, I just need to get my head together."

"Okay," I replied, and opened the door. Mila greeted Laura and rushed out.

"What was that about?" asked Laura.

"Oh nothing," I replied. "She just started to kiss and undress me, and vice versa, then heard you knock and felt very weird about it and rushed out."

"Oh, shit Jake, I'm so sorry," she said. "If I'd known...."

"Don't sweat it Laura," I replied. "It was bound to happen sooner or later. My surprise is it was her that made the move."

"I'm not. You know those eyes you make at her? Well, she makes them right back at you. I'm surprised you never noticed." 

"Then why didn't she ever say anything?"]

"Probably the same reason you haven't," she said. "She doesn't want to lose you. She's a bit of chickenshit in that area as well."

"Great, fucking great," I said.

"Hey, just chill Jake. This could actually be a good thing. Something actually happened between you two."

"You think so?"

"Maybe," she said. "Never know unless you go for it."

"Yeah," I replied. "I have to know."

"Well good for you Jake. You seem to have shed the chickenshit skin."

"Yeah, thanks. You are a confidence booster. But I just hope things go well. I'm nervous as all fuck."

"You know what a good stress reliever is? Storytelling."

"I'm not really in the mood for storytelling, all right?"

"Oh come ON," said Laura. "You promised!"

"Jesus Laura, I really don't feel like talking about my first time right now!"

"You promised....."

"Fine."

*********THEN

"Dyl," I said. "I need you to refill the bin. Dyl?" I looked down from the ladder. Dyl had fallen asleep under a tree. "God dammit." I climbed down and smacked him on the head. "Who the fuck are you, Shaggy? WAKE UP!"

"WHA?" he said, sitting up with a jolt.

"For fuck's sake Dyl, my dad's paying you to help us paint, not sleep under a fucking tree."

"Dammit......can't I help with something else?"

"And leave me to paint here alone?"

"Glad you like the idea. I'm gonna go talk to your dad about what else I can do." And with that, he bolted off towards the building's inside, where my dad was handling some of the renovations with his crew.

"Ah fuck," I muttered. I couldn't do anything about it now though. I shrugged to myself and refilled the bin. It was also a bit hot as well, so I removed my DX shirt and sat it to the side of the ladder. I climbed back up and resumed painting. 

I had been doing this for about half an hour when I first started noticing some voices behind me, though when I turned around to look, the people talking had been seemingly sitting their for a bit. From what I had heard, they had been commenting on me, actually complementing how I looked sans shirt. They all started to giggle like school girls when I turned around to notice. I blushed a bit I guess. Then again, what 16 year old guy wouldn't blush a bit if women like Charisma Carpenter, Sarah Michelle Gellar, and Alyson Hannigan were making rather nice comments on their appearance. Apparently they were doing some shooting today, exterior shots. And Dyl ran inside. I smiled to myself. Then I looked at them again and saw one coming towards me. It was Charisma. I started my way down the ladder. I had to fill the bin back up again anyhow, so if I could squeeze in some idle chit-hat with this beauty, why the Hell not?

"Hi there," she said, with me kneeling down at a paint can, pouring some into the bin.

"Uh, hi," I replied.

"You're doing a pretty good job, being here all by yourself, Mr....."

"Oh, um, I'm Jake Parker. You can just call me Jake if you want."

"Okay Jake. Like I was saying, you seem to be doing a fairly quick and good job on this wall here, doing it all alone." And technically she was right. All Dyl had been doing was filling the bin with paint.

"Oh, its nothing. About the only thing I'm good at in my dad's company."

"Oh, you work for your dad? Where would he happen to be?" she asked me.

"Oh, well he's inside, overseeing some of the minor renovations being made to the school."

"Oh, well thank you very much Jake," she said. "Could you please give me the company number? I have some renovations on my place I'd like to be done. Small stuff really, but I'm shopping around, trying to find the best price."

I reached into my back pocket and handed her a business card from a pack my dad always made me keep handy.

"Well, thank you very much Jake Parker," she said with a smile. "See you around." she said with a wave and another smile, and she walked back to her co-stars. I turned around and smiled to myself once again. Dyl missed the one thing he came to see, though it served him right. 

Hours passed, and I had finished my job, with basically zero help from Dyl. I put my shirt back on and walked into the school, the area where the renovations were being done. I saw Dyl, looking completely and totally exhausted, carrying around some lumber.

"Havin' fun there Dyl?" I asked, and simply got a stern look as a reply. I walked over to my father, who was simply sitting down on a crate, talking on his cell phone. He hung up as I sat down with him.

"So, how much longer we gonna be here for Dad?"

"To tell you the truth, we could go right now. I just thought it'd be fun to watch Dyl squirm a bit."

"You are my hero Dad."

"I try." he replied with a shrug.

"So, everyone but Dyl is basically ready to head out?"

"Yep. You think we should tell him to wrap it up?"

"Sure," I said, just waiting for the moment I could tell Dyl what happened to me.

*********

It was around 8:00 in the evening. I was in my room, watching some TV and talking to Mila over the phone.

"So I'll see you at the movies this weekend?" I asked. This was finally my big chance. I had gotten a date out of her. Sure, it wasn't a "DATE" date, but it was just her and I. Alone. In a movie theater. Boo yah.

""Yeah, I'll see you at around 6:00."

"Cool. See you tomorrow Mila."

"I'm there. Bye Jake." I hung up the phone. I jumped on my bed in celebration. I had done it! FINALLY!! I was halfway through my happy dance that my dad came into my room.

"Hey son," he said perplexed, "Am I interrupting anything?"

"Er....no?" I replied, a tad bit embarrassed.

"Yeah right. Anyhow, I have some good news for you. You're gonna be making a bit more cash before schools starts up again. Overtime money for you."

"Great dad, now what's the catch?"

"Smart one aren't you," he said. "Well, I'm sending you do some painting at a house. Nothing big, just a couple of rooms. Two day job max."

"Okay, no big deal. Now let's hear the catch."

"It's tomorrow and Sunday."

"WHAT?" I asked in a yell. "Please tell me you're joking. Come on, PLEASE tell me this is just one of your really bad jokes."

"No joke sone. Why did you have something planned?"

"Well, I was going to go catch a flick with Mila at around six. But I guess I could be back here in time." When I said this, my dad winced a bit. "What is it now?"

"I doubt you'd be back by six," he said. "The job's a good mile and a half away, and I told the client you were good until six thirty."

I fell back on my bed, looking up at the ceiling. "I can't believe this."

"I'm sorry son. If I had known about your date, I would have had someone else do it. But it's to late now, everyone's going with me to finish up the renovations on the school, and I can't spare anyone."

"First of all, its not a date. Second of all, its not like you knew. Just give me some time to stew in this, okay?"

"Okay son," he said, walking out the door. 

I laid on my bed for a good ten minutes before I worked up the nerve to call Mila to tell her I couldn't make it. She sounded really mad actually, and I could've sworn she hung up the phone with a slam. Needless to say, I got precious little sleep that night.

*********

It was around 11:00 in the morning, and I was on the highway to the house. I barely said a word to anyone as I loaded up my truck to head out to the job. I was actually in a mood not too suited to my traditional band of choice, so popped in something to allow me to further stew. So I was listening to the Cure on my CD player as I hit the exit, and made my way closer to this stupid fucking job that may have just cost me my ONE shot with Mila. I was pissed, depressed, and just generally in a "Fuck The World" state of mind. Towards the stroke of noon, I arrived at the house. I exited my truck and headed for the door to the house. It was a fairly nice one too. Two stories, decent lawn, probably air-conditioned. Probably wouldn't be ALL bad, but still, FTW. I walked to the door. There was a note taped to it.

"Just come on inside and get started. The room you'll be starting today is the second on the right when you climb the stairs."

I shrugged and went back out to my truck and started loading stuff into the room mentioned. I set down some plastic over the floor, and the ladder after. All I needed now was the person who actually hired me to come down. In all the business of being told I had to do this, no one ever gave me one clue on what color I was supposed to use. I had the usual room colors, whites, off-whites, beige, browns, and other, more out their choices in the truck. So I sat and waited. From listening to the sounds of the house, whoever was here was upstairs taking a shower, or something along those lines. Perhaps wash was being done. Never know, some people do have laundry machines on the second floor, when a second floor is to be had. Not many, but still, possibility. SO I just sat there and waited. Not long though, but in the mood I was in, one second was too long of a wait. Soon enough I heard the pipes stop, and a door upstairs open and close.

"Hello? Parker Construction here," I called out. " I was sent to paint some rooms."

"I'll be down in a second," a female voice replied. 

"Great," I thought to myself. "This should be fun." Every time I've been on the job, and it's been for painting, or generally any kind of design for a woman, it's always taken twice as long as estimated. I don't mean to come off as judgmental, but from my past dealings, I was already increasing my pisseditude by 50%. I heard footsteps coming down the stairs, then the sound of feet walking on the tile floor towards the room. I couldn't believe my eyes when I saw who walked into the doorway.

"Well, Jake Parker," the woman said, standing there in her bathrobe, her hair still slightly damp. "Didn't think I'd see you here." It was Charisma Carpenter. IN her bathrobe. And nothing else. In front of me. Well, the day got a bit better. "Sorry for coming out like this. Laundry day and all. But anyhow I'll be up in my room if you need anything."

"Well, actually, I could use some info," I told her. "No one told me exactly what color you wanted the rooms painted in." Of course while saying this, it took all my will power to look her in the eyes as I said this, though I know I must have glanced a few shots at her cleavage. I just hope she didn't notice.

"Jake, eyes up here."

Well shit.

"Good boy. Now, I think for this room, beige is okay. It's not a private room or anything, nothing to personal. For the other room, I'll have to think a bit. Now if you need to use the restroom, it's right up the stairs, third door on the left. Any questions, just come to my bedroom, upstairs, straight down the hall, help yourself to something to drink if you get thirsty." With that, she turned quickly, the robe lifting a bit, just enough for me to get a glimpse of her ass, and she walked back up to her room. I opened the can of beige I had brought in, put some into the bin, put my roller in, and got to work. Since I had arrived and began work, half hour had passed by, and the only thing I could think of was Charisma, showering. Her hands running over naked form, caressing her soapy breast, sliding her hands between her legs.......I was getting insanely hard. I was ignoring this as best I could, but the more I tried to block out the thoughts, the more they fought there way to the surface. Eventually, I decided to do the only thing a 16 year old boy in my position would do. I headed up to the bathroom with the intention of whacking the thoughts away. I walked up calmly as possible, headed to the bathroom, and politely shut the door behind me. Then I turned to the toilet, put the seat up, fished out my cock and started to whack furiously, hoping to get it done with as soon as possible so I could hopefully get the job done a bit ahead of schedule. The longer I was at this, the more time it took away from painting, and I didn't want that. Despite the owner, I wanted to be out of this house ASAP. 




Benefits Ch. 03



I had been beating it for about five minutes when I got the feeling I was on the verge. I know that doesn't sound all that great, but when you're sixteen and a virgin, you're only concern isn't time length, it's getting off. I was getting there. But right when I felt it arriving, the door opened, and on instinct I turned around, my cock in my hand, ready to burst. And of course, there was Charisma, in her bathrobe, looking me right in my own face, which was covered in a look of shock, fear, and embarrassment.

"Well", she said, taking her eyes from my face to my still painfully hard dick, "You on your lunch break Jake?"

"Er..uh...," I struggled to find some words to possibly explain my current situation. "I am so sorry about this Ms. Carpenter, PLEASE don't get me in any kind of trouble, please....."

"Please Jake, you act like this is the first time I've seen something like this. I mean sure, not from a teenager, but still, I am a bit aware of the affect I can have on people. You're in no trouble. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't a little bit weirded out, I mean, I did just catch someone I don't even know jacking off in my bathroom."

"Listen, I'm sorry.." I got out before she walked over to me and pressed her finger to my lips, shushing me. 

"Like I said, just calm down Jake," she said as she looked down at my cock, still making me look like a tool by staying hard. "Looks like you're brain isn't the only thing not calming down." She smirked at me and reached down for my cock. "Would you like me to finish this? Then you can get back to work?" I simply nodded, befuddled at the current situation. She looked me in the eyes as she grabbed my cock. She started to jack me, slowly at first. "I bet you like this. Sexy woman jacking you off, wanting you to shoot your cum for her....mmmm....I bet you love just the thought don't you?" Once again, all I could do was nod. She flashed me that amazing smile of hers and started to jerk me faster, now moving her other hand down to massage my balls, squeezing and kneading them, tugging on the sack. My breathing was getting heavier. I was already close when she walked in, and I was amazed I didn't cum when her hand was a centimeter away, but I was ready to now. She looked at the expression on my face, and began to urge me on. "Cum for me, cum for Charisma. Give me all you have, come one Jakey....." I couldn't take it anymore. With a loud gasp, I let my cum fly, covering the area of her robe closest to my crotch. She let my cock free once every thing had been emptied out. She took her hand to the cum covered area of her robe, and took some cum and massaged it into her breasts. She then took me by the hand and took me to her bed room.

"Uh.." I was attempting to get some words out, but failing. 

"What is it Jake?" she asked, removing her robe, showing me her naked body completely. Her breasts were amazing, the first pair I had actually seen in person, as opposed to a magazine. The nipples were hard, and nickel shaped. A light shade of brown, though a bit darker than the rest of her tan body. Her legs were just as amazing as I'd always known, and her pubic hair was shaved into a triangular shape, the lips bare however. I was still struggling for words as she started to walk towards me. She grabbed me by the face and kissed me. "You're really nervous Jake. Didn't think you'd be. Hot guy like you. Must have had lots of women, despite your age." I was a bit flabbergasted, and could only shake my head at her assumption. "Really? How many women then?"

"Um," I said, finally getting the energy to form a few words. "More like zero." She was visibly taken aback by this bit of knowledge.

"You're a virgin?" she asked me, to which I could only reply with an embarrassed nod. "Oh honey, there's nothing to be embarrassed about. This could be kind of fun. Never got to deflower a guy before." she said with a smile. "I guess this little situation's gonna make me a teacher of sorts." She laid herself down on the bed. "Take off your clothes." I nervously complied stripping myself naked. My cock once again completely hard. She signaled with her finger for me to come join her on the bed. "So you've never been with anyone before?" she said as I crawled on the bed towards her. I shook my head. "Well, looks like I'll be breaking you in." She grabbed me by the head and pulled me up to her face for a kiss. "I want you to put your cock in me. I want you to fuck me. Can you do that Jake?" I nodded nervously. "Good." She took my cock in her hand and guided me to her opening. "Thrust in Jake." I did as she asked and thrust my cock into her pussy. I let out a loud gasp at this new feeling. I savored it. It was amazing. The wet heat of it. Her pussy fit my inexperienced cock like a velvet glove. I must have been savoring it too long, because Charisma propped herself on her elbows and looked me in the eyes. "Jake, I know its your first time and all, but please, could you continue? I'd like to enjoy this to."

"Sorry," I said sheepishly. I began to pull out and thrust back in slowly, knowing good and well with this being my first time, I would have zero stamina if I went hard and fast. I moved my face down to her neck and started to kiss and suck on it, hoping I would add to her enjoyment. She let out a soft moan, which I hoped was real. I moved my mouth down to her bountiful breasts. I licked them and caressed them with my hands. I pinched and sucked on her hard nipples, occasionally nibbling on them, eliciting more moans of encouragement from her mouth as I thrusted into her pussy.

"Fuck Jake, do it harder....fuck me," Charisma moaned. Though I was nervous about speeding up and popping early, she was the boss in this situation. I put my arms by her shoulders to steady myself and I began to thrust into her harder, the sound of our skin slapping together now very audible. Luckily no one else was in the house, because I was fairly sure this would have been a crime for her. Whatever I was doing, I must have been doing a fairly good job at it. Every thrust elicited a moan from her. Then again, she could just been acting. That was her profession after all. I continued to thrust into with abandon, thrusting harder and faster as time went on, not even realizing it myself. I stared at her face as it contorted with pleasure. 

"Please don't be faking it," I thought to myself. Then I felt the tingling in my balls. "I'm gonna cum soon," I managed to get out"

"Pull out of me Jake," she said. I complied, and she promptly held my cock she sat up to face me. I felt I needed to cum, but nothing came out, not even a drop. I was fucking hurting. "You need to learn to pace yourself babe. Mix the hard and fast with the slow and sweet to make it last longer." She looked down at my painfully hard cock licked the precum that had managed to ooze out off my cockhead. "Lay down." I did as she asked, lying my head against her pillow. My cock was still in her grasp as she moved over me, her wet cunt hovering over my cock. She slowly lowered herself onto me, causing me to let out a long moan until she had completely covered my prick. She leaned over me and pressed her arms on my chest, steadying herself as she began to ride me. She began to ride me hard and fast, letting out low grunts every time our skin slapped together. I grabbed her by the hips to force her down on me faster and faster. She looked me in the eyes and said to me , "Oooh yeah, you like this don't you Jake. You like fucking me don't you? Not bad for a first time is it?" I could barely reply. I let out a grunt and hoped it would suffice. She then proceeded to slow down her thrusts, stopping occasionally to grind against my crotch. She was driving me wild. So wild in fact I decided to take a bit of initiative. I rolled her off of me, making her lie on her stomach. She looked at me with a wicked grin as I entered her pussy from behind. I knew I was going to cum soon, so I might as well do it in the position of my choosing for my first time. I began to thrust into her hard and fast, bringing pleasureful moans from her mouth. I knew I wasn't going to last long, I could already feel the orgasm building up in my balls. I stared at the tattoo on the small of her back, slapped her firm ass a few times. I looked up, her face buried in her pillow, moaning into it loudly. The sweat from my forehead began to bead and drop onto her tanned back. I finally felt the orgasm reach me. I pulled out of her incredible pussy, and shot my cum all over her back, some of it going up far enough to reach her neck, a few stands in her hair. I leaned back a bit, attempting to relax, forgetting how far down I was on the bed, and ended up falling off the bed. Charisma turned around and laughed a bit. She then got off the bed to help me up.

"Looks like we both need a shower." She took me by the hand and brought me to the bathroom. She opened up the sliding glass door of the shower and turned it on. She steeped in first, guiding mein behind her. "Wash my hair Jake. You got it dirty after all." She wet her hair and handed me the shampoo. I squirted some in my hand and began to run it into her hair, massaging her scalp, spreading it around as much as I could. "Mmmm, that feels good. Keep going babe."

"Uh, Charisma," I got out sheepishly.

"Yes?"

"Not that I haven't enjoyed myself immensely, but why did this happen exactly?", I asked.

"Well, if you need to know, I have a bit of a fetish," she replied. "Not for teenagers, no offense, but for masturbation. It really turns me on watching guys do it. Don't know why. So when I walked into the bathroom, and so you stroking, I got turned on. Add that to the fact that you're quite the good-looking guy, I just kind of decided on the spot to have you. Finding you were a virgin actually turned me on a bit more."

"You think I'm good-looking?" I asked sheepishly.

"Well, yeah. Not too bulky, not to scrawny. Nice mid-way between the two. I like that build. Face is cute too. You have some self confidence issues or something?" she asked, helping me rinse the shampoo from her hair.

"A bit."

"No need for it," she said, turning around to face me. "You're a good catch. And not half bad in the sack, considering this was your first time and all. Almost came myself."

"You didn't cum?" I asked embarrassed, leaning my head against the shower wall.

"Don't feel bad," she said, taking my face in her hands. "It was your first time."

"I feel like a dirtbag though."

Charisma thought about this for a second, then looked at me and said, "You want another shot?"

"Yeah," I said, nodding a bit nervously.

"Get on you knees then." I did as she said and kneeled before her. She lifted her left leg onto my shoulder. "Eat me." I leaned into her. I hoped I would not fuck this up. The only ideas I had about this was what I saw in some of Dyl's dad's porn tapes Dyl lifted. I figured I'd start out a bit slowly, so I slowly kissed and licked her inner thigh, working my way up to her aroused pussy. I nibbled on the sensitive skin where her leg met her crotch. I felt her shiver a bit at this. I hoped I was at least doing something right. I moved my hand to her snatch and started to finger fuck her, circling my fingers as I thrusted my two fingers in and out of her. She started to moan. "Good boy, keep going...." I brought mouth to her pussy and breathed in her musk. I moved my hands to cup her firm ass and began to lick her aroused lips, nibbling on them occasionally. I slid my tongue into her opening and licked her inside, hitting everything I could reach. I found her clit and started to drag my tongue across it slowly, while bringing my right hand back to her cunt to finger her while I attacked her clit. I started to suck on her clit hard, nibbling it and darting across it with my tongue, writing out her name, my name, anything I could come up with, on it with my tongue. Her hips started bucking now. She reached her hands down to my head, driving my face further into her crotch. I figured I must have been doing this right. Her hands clamped hard around my head, making it impossible to hear even the water cascading off the shower walls. Despite all that, I still heard he moan out loudly, signaling her orgasm. I felt it to, as the rush of her love juices covered my face and fingers. She released her grip from my ears and brought me up to her, kissing me deeply, tasting herself on my lips. "Not bad at all Jake, not bad at all."

"Really?" I asked.

"Fuck yeah. Hard to believe you're, or at least were, a virgin," she said, moving her hand down, stroking my once again hard cock. "Oooh, look at this. Did I make you all hard again Jake? Need a bit of relief?"

All I could do was simply nod as I watched her descend to her knees. She started on me by gently kissing my sack, she took her tongue and lightly licked the area where my sack met my ass, sending a shiver up my spine. She took her hand to my balls and started to tug and knead on them, sucking them into her mouth, tickling them with her tongue. She slowly licked her way to my cock, licking and kissing my inner thighs, before she finally got to it. She slowly jacked me first, then brought her mouth to the tip, licking slowly to the base, then back again. She looked at me with a smile, then quickly took my cock in her mouth. I let out a loud moan. She looked up and smiled at me as best she could with my cock in her mouth. She took my hands and placed them on the sides of her head.

"You can thrust into my face if you want babe," she said. "First time bonus." She put my cock back in her mouth. I took the chance given and started to thrust my cock into her mouth, not even causing her to gag as it went down her throat. I started to thrust harder into her mouth, my balls slapping against her chin, her moans resonating through my cock, causing me to feel insane sensations. We continued like this for a god 10 minutes a t least, with her stopping occasionally to catch her breath and to suckle on my sack a bit more. I was reaching to point of no return at a rapid pace.

"I'm gonna cum Charisma!!!" I exclaimed.

"You can cum in my mouth baby, its okay," she replied. She took me back into her mouth to the hilt, and soon after that I let loose, letting my seed shoot once again that day, shooting straight down her throat. Even as I began to pull out of her mouth, cum continued to shoot, covering her tongue in my seed. Even as it was out, a few more drops came out, dropping on her chin. She opened her mouth wide to me, showing me her mouth full of cum. She stared back me, my jaw agape, and she swallowed my load down with a smile. The she simply stood up and turned around, finishing her shower. She handed me some soap as well. After we finished bathing, I put my clothes back on and went backstairs to finish the job, and she went back to her bedroom.



*********NOW

"So let me get this straight," said Laura, trying to hold in laughter. "You want me to believe that for your first time, you fucked Charisma Carpenter, a former cheerleader, and object of lust for thousands. SHE broke you in?"

"Yeah," I replied. "And this is exactly why I never told Dyl. I knew the fucker would never believe me and just fucking rip on me. And even if he did, he wouldn't be able to keep his trap shut."

"Okay, so why didn't you ever tell Mila smart guy?"

"Because, she was already pissed I ditched her to work, how happy do you think she'd be if I fucked one of the hottest women in the planet in addition? I didn't want to lose any more of my chance with her."

"Fair enough. You two were all right after that though obviously."

"Yeah, but not completely. She was mad for a good month afterwards."

"Really? Man, maybe she's felt this way about you for as long as you for her."

"Yeah. But either way, I blew it. Sure, I got laid for the first time by an insanely hot woman, but to be honest, if I could, I would have gotten out of it and gone to the movie with Mila. Just for the possibility of being in a better place with her than I am now."

"You'll get there Jake," Laura said, pulling herself closer to me, putting an arm around me. "She just needs time to come around. And if what you told me today is true, she might be ready to."

"Thanks Laura," I said. "I have an early day tomorrow, sale at the shop. But I'm open for lunch."

"Cool. I'll see you then Jake." She gave me a kiss on the cheek and a hug, and then walked out the door.

My sleep that night was troubled. I kept tossing and turning, fearing the talk with Mila, but also looking forward to it slightly. Maybe Laura was right. Maybe she did feel the same. Then again.....



********

It was around 8:30 in the morning, and the store was open. We had a lot of business, surprising, even for a sale. But I wasn't complaining. Busy store meant mucho dinero. I was halfway though a sale when Mila walked in, a serious look on her usually cheerful face. She walked to the side of the line.

"Jake, can I see you when you're done ringing that up?" she asked in a stern tone.

"Yeah, sure, meet me in my office," I replied. She walked past the counter right into my office. I rung up my customer and walked towards Dyl. "Hey, could you ring some of these folks up Dyl, I need to do something very important."

"Sure thing man," he replied, walking towards the cash register. I walked bac k to my office to see Mila half-sitting, half-leaning on my desk.

"We need to talk," she said, looking me straight in the eyes.

"Yeah, I know," I said. "And I want to start it off. What happened between us yesterday?"

"I'm gonna lay it out right here for you Jake. I have feelings for you. SERIOUS ones. But I don't know what to do about them, and they just rose to the surface yesterday."

"You have feelings for me?" I couldn't believe it. I hoped to God I wasn't smiling the big toothy grin of doom.

"Yes. And I really want to start something with you, take what we have to the next level. But there's only two things stopping me."

Holy fucking shit, Laura was right. My mind was racing with thoughts, trying to form a response. "What's stopping you"?

"Well, first and foremost, its our friendship. I don't want to lose 14 years of friendship on something that may or may not work out."

"We can cross that bridge when we come to it. Its worth the risk I think. What's the other thing?"

"Well, it's the fact that I'd only be your second girlfriend. You've kind of shut yourself off from serious relationships since...."

"Please Mila, don't even mention her name. Of anyone, you should know that."

"Well, you know who I mean. Ever since what went down between you and her, you've only had flings at best. I don't want to be just another fling to you because some blonde bimbo burned you."

"You wouldn't," I said, taking her by the shoulders. "I'd never hurt you. You mean too much to me to do that."

"Still Jake, I worry about it. That's why I think I have a solution."

"Really, what st it?"

"Well hero, we wait a year. If in a year, you haven't found anyone, and neither have I, then we'll give us a shot. But we both have to actively look, just to see if there's anyone else out there."

"A year?" I asked. I sat down in my chair and thought about it. This was a big risk, at least to me. What if she actually met someone? Then again, she might not. The prize was too big not to risk it. "A year it is. If we don't find anyone, we look to each other. But we can still hang out, right?"

"Of course," she said, giving me a hug. "I don't want anything to get in the way of what we already have. In fact, you wanna catch a movie tonight?"

"Sure," I said with a smile.

"Cool, I'll call you at around 7:00 with times."

"I'm there."

"Okay then," she said with a smile and a turn. "I'll talk to you then. Bye."

"Bye," I said. Wow. If things went the way I wanted, she'd be mine. Then again, how often have things gone exactly right for me? However, this is probably the best chance I've had. Ever. I would just have to hope thing would work out for the best, because I, at least in my head, had everything to lose.



Benefits Ch. 04



None of the events in the story actually occurred. It's all fiction folks. 



"Found it yet?" I asked urgently, rustling through a box of my hardcover collections.

"Not yet Jake-O," replied Laura, looking through my hallway closet. "You find it Mila?"

"Not up here," she replied, popping her head out from the attic door. "Remind us both again Boy Wonder, why Dyl isn't here helping with this mythic quest?"

"Damned if I know," I replied. "That ass monkey hasn't answered his phone all day."

"And he's missing out on all this fun," Laura said with a smirk. We had been at this for the better part of the day, looking for my prized possession, The Plastic Man Archives Vol.1. Needless to say, Laura was perplexed as to why something like that had me so worried, but she didn't really want to ask, at least not until it was found, at least that's what I surmised. After about another half hour of searching, we decided to give it a rest.

"Fuckin' Hell!" I yelled. "Where could I have put that fuckin' book?" And just as those words had left my lips, there came a knock at the door. "Come in," I said gruffly, in walked Dyl, with a rather odd grin on his face.

"Guess what buddy, that internet auction idea you had actually worked out okay," Dyl said, sitting down on the couch.

"What internet auction idea?" asked Mila.

"Well, the Boy Blunder here had this idea that we start selling some rarer books via 'net auctions, rake in some extra cash. Started it up about five days ago , made the first sale only two days after that, got the payment today."

"How much?" I asked, a bit curious. This was at least some good news.

"First book sold, 100 bucks. Not bad for some comic."

I instantly turned my face to Dyl. "What comic? We didn't put ANY comics in the rare section. At least I didn't."

"Uh, yes you did. You brought it to the store on Tuesday. Some Plastic Man book."

"I left that in my desk drawer. The desk in my office. MY PRIVATE OFFICE." I started staring daggers into him. "Are you telling me you went into my office, took something OF MINE from my desk, and put it up for auction without even fucking ASKING ME?"

"Uh....yeah."

"YOU SON OF A BITCH!" I screamed, as a leapt at him on the couch. Fortunately for him, Mila and Laura managed to pull me off of him.

"What the fuck is wrong with you?" he asked, getting up and away from me.

"You fucking idiot. NOT ONLY did you fucking go into my office without even fucking asking and go through my desk ALSO without asking, you sell something without even clearing it with me."

"I don't get it, what's the big deal about the book?" he asked.

"Nothing. Nothing. Just get out of here okay. Let me fucking cool down."

"Fine. I'll see you guys later."

"Whatever," I said, sitting on the couch. He walked out the door in a bit of a hurry, and Mila stood up soon after.

"I should get going too," she said, "Got a date tonight. You going to be okay?"

"Yeah, yeah, see you later," I said, and with a wave, she walked out the door as well. Laura sat down next to me on the couch, and I could already tell she was giving me an inquisitive look without even seeing her face.

"Okay, why the fuck did you just go psycho all of a sudden over a comic there?" she asked.

"Well, before my Granddad died last year, he gave me that on my birthday. Last one before he died actually. He was the one who got me into comics actually. Gave me a bunch of old golden age stuff, especially a lot of Plastic Man stuff. Police Comics and such. Have those locked up for safe-keeping, but he gave me that book as kind of a connection to us. I know it probably doesn't make much sense, but it meant a lot to me. Kind of stupid in retrospect I guess."

"No it's not Jake. That actually comes off as kind of sweet, though I don't know if it's 'beat the fuck out of you friend' sweet."

"Yeah, and that loss compounded with Mila having a date...ugh, what a great fuckin' day."

"Well, the former is kind of your fault," she said, "You agreed to this whole idiotic "wait-a-year" plan. You have no one to blame but yourself."

"You are such a picker-upper Red."

"What can I say? It's a gift. You need any help cleaning this all up?"

"Nah, I can manage."

"How about some help cooling down?" she asked a with a smirk.

"As much as I may regret it later on, no. Not even remotely in the mood."

"Your loss then," she said, walking towards the door. "By the by, when is your birthday?"

"February 5th. Why?"

"Gotta know your birthday if I'm gonna get you a present. Gives me two weeks shopping time. See ya around. Hopefully in less clothing."





***********



"Oh come on dude, fuckin' forgive me already," Dyl said following me as I stocked the shelves f the store with new arrivals. "If I had fuckin' known about the damn book, you know I wouldn't have sold it."

"How about you get to work helping me stock instead of running your damn yap, so we can get this work done with?" I asked gruffly.

"Fine man. You can't keep this up forever. Its already been almost two weeks. And you can't not talk to your best bud on your birthday."

"But I am talking to Mila. You on the other hand are a completely different story."

"Oh that's low man. Real fucking low. And after the kick ass present I gave you last year."

"Kick ass present? You gave me a porno with a note attached that read 'Better luck next year!'."

"Oh come on, that was fuckin' hilarious!"

"You gave it to me in front of my parents dipshit."

"Oh come on man, it was just a joke," he said. "Listen, I'll completely make this stuff up to you dude, just stop being so butt hurt about it."

"Fine. You figure it out though. And wait till after the stocking is done. We open in 30 minutes." He simply nodded and finished helping me with the stocking, and we soon opened the store. Slow Wednsday as usual, so I went back in my office and basically stewed a bit more. I was still very pissed about my now gone Plastic Man book. I know to a lot of people it seemed odd to be so pissed, but some people have a treasured blanket, others have some stuffed toy. I had a book. Not that strange when you think about it. I don't know how long I had been in there just brooding and mumbling various expletives, but it must have been at least a couple of hours, because Dyl popped his head in and announced he was going for lunch. I gave him the okay and went out to the front. Soon after he walked out to get his food, Mila walked in, a spring in her step.

"Feeling better, or you still a grim little Dark Knight?" she asked cheerfully, leaning over the glass counter.

"A bit, but obviously not as happy as you," I replied. "What's with the mega-smiles? You get lucky or something?" Dear God let the answer be no.

"No," she replied sarcastically. Hallelujah. "I got a little birthday surprise for ya. Right in my purse. Care to take a little guess?"

"Hmm, using the deductive skills I've gained over a youth wasted on Batman comics, I can say that it's most likely NOT women's underwear."

"Who do I look like, Dyl? Of course it's not that. But what is it?"

"I honestly haven't the faintest. What is it?"

"Well, since you do seem perplexed, I think I'll just tell you, but just this once..." she said as she started to reach into her purse. She pulled out two strips of thin cardboard. Tickets of some kind obviously, and she handed them to me. I dropped my jaw when I saw the print on them. 

"Tickets. To see KISS. Front and center..........holy shit."

"I thought you'd like it. It's a week after your birthday, but you and me, front and center, make-up plastered on our faces. You a happy Jake now?" I simply nodded in reply. "Good. Well, I need to get going. Hope this brightens your day up a little bit. I hate to see my big, strong hero all sad and mopey. And happy Birthday by the way. Tomorrow isn't it?" Once again simply a nod, to which she giggled. "Okay then, See you then. Same party place as always?"

"Most likely. See you then." She waved good bye as she walked out the door. I simply sat back on my stool near the register and marveled at the tickets I held before me. Yippie Ky Yay.



*********

It was a big round table event as it had been since my 18th birthday at my favorite Mexican place, the same one the I had gotten to know Laura so intimately well, and most of my friends were there. My parents were unfortunately absent, being in New York for business, but my recent crew of friends were around, Mila, Dyl, Laura, and Ashley Scott(we had a few more liasons since our first encounter) were there. Had a fairly decent present count too. I do believe Dyl overcompensated a bit with his gift to me, giving me about $150 worth of comics, but I wasn't complaining. I planned to ride this guilt train till it came to crashing halt. Oddly enough, hadn't gotten anything from Laura or Ashley, but since they were paying for the food and drinks, I didn't say a word. Sooner than later though, Mila had to go. Early morning for her, she had some big audition to head off for. SHe gave me a big hug and a kiss on the cheek, which Laura quickly snapped a pic of. Dyl left after that.Leaving the only ones at the table being me, Laura and Ashley.

"Hey Jake," Laura whispered, "You ready for your real present now?" She raised her eyebrow as I looked at Ashley, giving me a wicked grin as well.

"Y-yes. Definitely."

"Waiter," Laura said, reaching her hand to give my cock a quick squeeze. "Check please."

******

"First part of the gift Jake, is a show," Ashley said as we walked into my bedroom. "You strip naked though. You can do whatever you want at first, BUT don't touch us until we say so, okay?"

I nodded in reply, as I removed by shirt and started to unbuckle my pants.

"Good," Ashley replied, turning her gaze to Laura. "Ready?"

Laura answered by grabbing her face, kissing her deeply, her tongue entering Ashley's mouth and wrestling with it. Ashley took her hand and removed the straps of the top that Laura was wearing and slid them down her shoulder. The kiss was broken and Ashley slowed kissed and licked her way down Laura's neck, removing her face only to remove the top completely. Ashley went to her slow approach, moving Laura to lay herself down on my bed, which she readily did. Ashley climbed on top of Laura, moving down to her breasts, sucking and nibbling on Laura pink nipples, now hard enough to cut diamonds. She glided her tongue to the valley between Laura's breast, leaving a wet trail of saliva in her path. I watched as she kissed and licked Laura's breasts, making swirls across her nipples, while Laura sucked eagerly on Ashley's fingers, sending moaning vibrations through her digits. 

Ashley removed her fingers from Laura's mouth, moving them down to join her mouth in the assault on Laura's breasts. She massaged and kneaded Laura's breasts, pinching the nipples in between grazes with her tongue. While this was going on, all I could do was watch and stroke my rock hard dick, waiting for the moment when I could join in. I continued watching as Ashley continued her trip across Laura's fantastic body, licking her way down her stomach reaching the belt of her jeans. She rose up, sitting on her legs and unbuckled her belt, removing it from the loops of Laura's jeans. She put her face back down to Laura's crotch and unbuttoned, then unzipped her jeans, opening them up and planting a kiss on Laura's panty covered crotch. She then stood frm the bed as Laura lifted her legs straight in the air. She took off the boots and socks Laura was wearing, followed by slowly peeling off her jeans, leaving Laura clad only in her black lace panties. Ashley parted Laura's legs and once again climbed on the bed, now kneeling between those long legs.

"Can I stand over you to get a better view?" I asked Ashley.

"OF course Birthday Boy, just no touching till you get the okay." I walked over to Ashley, standing just behind her, getting a very nice view of the job she was to do on Laura. I watched and stroked, as Ashley began her joyous work. She began by lapping at Laura's crotch, mxing her saliva in with the juices already soaked into the panties. She darted her tongue in best she could, knowing that all it would really be to Laura was a simple tease. Ashley then moved her head to the left slightly, nibbling and licking Laura's inner thigh, and lightly, ever so lightly, running her fingers over the moist area. Ashley took her hands up to Laura's waist and hooked her thumbs around Laura's panties, slowly removing them as she had recently the jeans. Then without any further hesitation, Ashley latched her mouth onto Laura's wet slit. Not having X-Ray vision, I can't say with precision what Ashley was doing besides the general term of eating Laura out, but what I could tell is that Laura was heavily enjoying herself, grabbing onto Ashley's head and grinding her moist pussy into her face.

"Oh that's fucking it...fucking eat me you fucking slut....oh fuuuuuuckkkkkkkkk....", Laura managed to get out, her back arching, pinching and twisting her own nipples, her eyes shut, lost in pleasure. Ashley then started to finger fuck Laura as she licked and sucked on her. She slid another hand under Laura's ass, and from what I could she, she slowly inserted her index finger into Laura's asshole. Laura let out a gasp, and looked at Ashley with a devilish grin, which Ashley returned. 

Ashley then concentrated on the job at hand: getting Laura off. And from the look on Laura's face, she was almost there. Her moans were getting lower and lower, and coming faster and faster, and I knew from experience this meant she was very close. Soon her back was arched again, a pleasureful, loud moan escaping her lips as her head thrashed from side to side, her beautiful red locks a blur over her face. She was at it now, and Ashley was now working her overtime, getting every last bit of pleasure she could out of Laura. Finally, Laura collapsed on the bed, her body glistening in sweat.

Ashley turned to look at me. "Okay Birthday Boy. Join in. You direct the action," she said with a smirk.

"All righty," I replied. "Laura, get on your hands and knees in front of me. Ashley take off your clothes, and lie in front of Laura, legs open. When I stick my dick inside of you Laura, start eating Ashley out."

"You got it Jake," Laura said with a smirk as should moved down the bed, getting into position as Ashley removed her clothes and did the same. "Stick it in Jake. Fuck me. Fuck me hard." I grabbed Laura by the hips and rammed my hard cock into her wet cunt, getting a pleasureful moan from her.

"What did I say Laura?", asking her as I playfully spanked her ass. "Eat her pussy." She gave me one more of her patented looks, then dove her mouth straight for Ashley's wet pussy, causing Ashley to respond with a sigh from her smiling face. She stared me right the face as I began to fuck Laura, as Laura herself ate Ashley out, and I held her gaze as best I could.

"Ooooh, fuck yeah Laura....you're so fucking good....mmmmmmm," Ashley moaned, about to grab onto Laura's head until I intervened.

"Uh-uh Ashley. No touching till I say so," I told her with a smile.

"You fucker," she said with a giggle as she held on to the head board of my bed, moaning in ecstacy as Laura went to town on her, repaying Ashley with everything she had as I fucked her tight cunt as hard as I could. I leaned over to her ear and whispered to her urging her on.

"You look so fucking hot right now Red....so fucking hot. Eat her damn pussy. Make her cum even harder than you did...fucking do it, you know you can baby," I whispered to her, nibbling on her hear and kissing the nape of her neck. I started to feel like a change of position. I told Laura to lie on her back, and Ashley to sit on her face, facing me as I continued to fuck Laura. As soon as they were repositioned, I reinserted my cock and continued with my pace, but now reaching my head over to kiss and caress Ashley as I pounded away at Laura's pussy. 

With Laura's right leg on my shoulder I leaned over as best I could and began to lick and nibble on Ashley's neck, massaging her breasts in my hands as I slowed my pace to keep my balance as well as stave off my orgasm. Ashley grabbed me by the face and kissed me hard, moaning hard into my mouth, Laura's performance wearing on her. From what I could se, Laura was now using some tricks Ashley had used earlier, sticking her index finger into Ashley's ass, as I now moved my hand down to her pussy, my hand assisting Laura's mouth in getting Ashley off, and soon enough Ashley approached her orgasm, her juices flooding over my hands and Laura's face. She let out a loud scream, and gripped my neck hard, pulling me in for another kiss as she started to come down. But now, it was time for a new switch in positions.

"Laura, go sit on that chair and watch as I fuck Ashley. Finger yourself. Ashley, get on all fours in front of me now." Laura got off the bed and sat down, watching intently as she fingered herself as Ashley got in position behind me. I bent myself down a little and licked her asshole, moistening for what Ashley now knew was coming. I kneeled behind her, watching her wiggle her ass at me, beckoning me. I pressed the head of my cock against her tight hole and eased myself into her ass. As soon as I was all the way in, I grabbed her by the hips and started to fuck her tight ass hard. She leaned her head all the way down to the mattress, giving me a better angle to drive myself into her, and giving her a better position to frig her clit. All the time, Laura simply sat and watched enjoying her show as I had enjoyed mine, pinching her nipples and massaging her breasts with one hand as the other fingered her slit.

"You like being fucked in the ass, don't you Ashley?" I asked, thrusting into her with everything I had. "Tell me how much you love it when I fuck you in the ass. Fucking tell me or I'll stop."

"Don't you dare fucking stop," Ashley growled. "Keep fucking me...I'm your fuck toy...I'm your fucking slut....don't stop fucking my ass...don't fucking stop...." And I was all to happy to oblige, I lifted her against me, her head resting against my shoulders, and kissed her deeply, thrusting into her ass as hard as I could. I was getting close to letting loose, but I wanted something special for that. I pulled out of Ashley's ass, and was ready to direct some new action.

"Laura, get back over here," I said, as Laura stood up and walked towards Ashley and I. "Both of you. On your knees in front of me." They complied, both giving me a one-two punch of their patented grins. "Suck me." Hey, it was my birthday present, and I was going to have some fun with it. I watched as Laura went for my cock first, deep throating it almost immediately as Ashley took to my sack, tugging and sucking on my balls, completely coating them in her saliva. I leaned my head back as I slowly sat myself on the bed, and once again redirected my view to what these to ladies were doing to me. Laura bobbed her head up and down my cock with speed, but with insane detail, knowing me like the back of her hand, going over the spots she knew would send shivers down my spine, furiously licking the underside of my cock head, occasionally grazing me with her teeth, kissing it, licking, and making me sweat bullets. 

Ashley had stopped her work on my balls and joined Laura in her work on my prick. They took positions and faced each other, and went in for kiss with my cock in the middle. Their lips and tongues meeting and rubbing each other as best they could with my dick smack in the center, quite the pleasurable experience. They moved their kiss up and down my cock, jerking me off in a way. A very slow, wet, way that was insanely pleasurable. 

The double kiss stopped and now Ashley took me into her mouth, and unlike Laura, slowly eased me all the way into her mouth as Laura did some work on my sack and the surrounding area, teasing me in the way Ashley had teased her earlier, delicately licking and tickling my inner thigh, licking and nibbling her way to my balls, which she also gave a wet coating. Ashley was also doing her tricks to my cock, being a bit more gentle with it, but still giving me the treatment of a lifetime. She slowly, achingly slowly suckled only on the head, twisting and turning her head, making a tornado of sorts with her mouth. She removed me completely and met me at the base, slowly licking and kissing her way back to the tip, before deep throating me again, urging me on to my climax, her head now bobbing up and down and my pole with speed, nearly pulling my cum out.




Benefits Ch. 04



"FUCK, I'm cumming, AHHHHH!!" I exclaimed, and Ashley removed me from her mouth as both of them used there hands, jerking me to my end. In mere seconds, I let it fly, my cum hitting Ashley first, the first three jets hitting the bridge of her nose and her open mouth, streaking her lips and tongue. None of it touched Laura's face however, because soon after, she covered my cock completely, take the rest of my hot cum into her mouth, so much going in it began to leak from the corner of her mouth. When I was finally done, I saw Ashley flashing a smile at me, and Laura with her mouth wide open, playing with my jizz in her mouth, then closing it and knocking it back like a shot of whiskey.

"Happy birthday sport," Laura said, tickling my balls and causing my cock to twitch. "Hope you liked your present."

**********

After the ladies had cleaned up, Ashley headed out first. She gave me a kiss goodnight and wished me a happy birthday. I went back to my bedroom just as Laura stepped out of the bathroom, fresh out of the shower, and into my room.

"I don't know where to even begin to thank you for the present Red," I said to her.

"Your present's not done yet," she replied. "There's something in my bag over there. Go open it up and take a peek." I went over to her bag and opened it up to see something amazing. The book Dyl had sold. "I know how shitty you felt about it being gone, so I contacted the guy who bought it and bought it back."

"How much did this cost you?" I asked with amazement.

"Fifty bucks more than Dyl sold it for."

"Laura, you didn't have to do this, but thank you so much."

"No problem," she said, wrapping her arms around my neck. "But I can think of a few ways that you can thank me in the comfort of your own bedroom." I smiled as I laid her down on my bed.

"You better believe it," I said, then kissed her deeply.



***********

I decided to take half the day off after my birthday. I basically lazed around the house, played GameCube, nothing big, just relaxation. I was going to come in at around noon, so I still had about 45 minutes to kill. It was around this time the phone rang.

"Hello," I said into the reciever.

"Jake?" the voice asked. "This is Mila."

"Hey, how ya doin' short stack?"

"Fine," she replied, a tone of dread in her voice.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"I have some bad news Jake."

"What is it?" I was a bit concerned now. I was worried something had happened to her. 

"I won't be able to make it to the concert next week."

"That's it?" I asked, breathing a sigh of relief. "You had me going for a second, I thought you were in trouble."

"No, I'm fine. I just thought you'd be a little mad."

"Well, I am disappointed you can't go and I have to go alone now, but I'll get over it. Why can't you make it by the way?"

"My agent booked me a big time audition n New York without my knowledge, and it's really important to my career that I go. I hope you understand. I'm really sorry, this totally messes up your present."

"Mila, don't stress, I understand," I said, hoping that the disappointment wasn't to evident in my voice. "We can do this next year."

"You're really not mad?"

"Of course not. Bummed, yes, but definitely not mad."

"Good. Though you do know you don't have to go alone."

"What do you mean?"

"Well, I didn't want you going alone, so I asked one of my friends to tag along with you, make sure you had fun."

"Who?"

"Elisha."

"WHAT?" I asked. I had met Elisha a few times before, and though she was a looker, no doubt abut that, she and I had never really gotten along. "What made you ask her? She doesn't even like rock."

"Well, I figured it give her something to do, and you someone to go with. That and she literally begged me to let her have the ticket. Why don't you have lunch with us today, at least try to stand each other?"

"Fine. Come by the store at 1:00 and we'll eat in my office."

"Great, see you then. Bye Jake."

"Bye."

**********

I found myself at 12:45, once again stewing in my office. I could handle the fact that Mila wouldn't be going to the show with me, but the fact that I had to go with Elisha was just rubbing me the wrong way. She wasn't a particularly bad person from what I knew, but for some reason, we never got along, and were always trading dirty looks and sarcastic remarks. Not the friendly type either, just honestly bitter things. Don't know why Mila thought this was a good idea, but I wasn't about to make her feel bad. She did get the tickets after all. Soon enough, Mila and Elisha rolled in, fast food bags in hand and headed to my office as Dyl ran the register.

"Hey there Jake," Mila said, Elisha at least acknowledging me with a nod.

"Hey Mila, Elisha."

"Hi," Elisha said, a disinterested tone in her voice. "Your store's still running?"

"Yes, quite well actually. Why don't you take a seat?" They did, and we began eating and chatting, but with little to none of the talking actually occurring between Elisha and I. Eventually, Mila got a phone call on her cell and had to take it outside, leaving Elisha and I alone.

"You know, for a guy who begged for to see some stupid concert with a no talent band with him, you sure are being cold," she said, raising an eyebrow.

"First of all, that'll be the only time you refer to KISS as no-talent, and secondly, I didn't beg for squat. Mila told me you begged."

"Bullshit. Why would I beg to see a band I don't even like?" I wondered that for myself a moment, then it hit me like a sack of bricks.

"Elisha, you single?"

"Ch-yeah right, like you have a shot."

"Just answer me."

"Yeah, why?"

" I think Mila is trying to set us up."

"Why? She knows we don't get along." I then told Elisha about mine and Mila's one year plan.

"That doesn't make sense though. Why try and hook us up if she wants to get with you?"

"Insecurity? Chickening out perhaps? Does make me wonder though. Though now I definitely think you SHOULD go."

"Why? If you want her and she wants you, why this horseshit?"

"You ask me like I know. Though I am kind of pissed, I honestly think we should go, if nothing more than to inspire a bit of fear into her. Besides, you never know, it might actually be enjoyable."

"Well, she did spend a lot on the tickets, and it'd suck if one went to waste...why not?"

"Great, but please, for your own health, no KISS bashing at the show. The KISS Army tends to be....rather devoted shall I say."

"Gotcha," she said with a laugh, the first one I believe I ever got from her. And it wasn't a witch's cackle as I'd always assumed. "You know, we should probably hang out some before the show, to at least see if we can be in the same room for more than thirty minutes without getting into a shouting match."

"Okay, how about lunch or something tomorrow?"

"Yeah, that'd be great, nothing fancy though."

"I was just thinking In-N-Out or something myself," I told her.

"Perfect."



************



Over the six days before the show, Elisha and I hung out quite a bit, and I discovered, to my surprise, that we didn't despise each other anywhere near as much as I believed we did. In fact, were weren't total opposites in much besides music. We had similar TV tastes. Her favorite show was King Of The Hill, mine was The Simpsons. We both shared a love of Mexican food. Her favorite movie was Ferris Bueller's Day Off, the ONLY 80's teen movie I like. She was a lot of fun too. The first girl I have EVER gone paintballing with. Maybe seeing the show with her wouldn't be such a bad thing.

Eventually, they day of the show arrived. I had gotten myself prepared, as I had for every KISS show I had been to. KISS army t-shirt, blue and grey custom Chucks, and of course, my face painted in the likeness of the living guitar legend, Ace Frehley. Elisha just told me to pick her up at her place, so I headed off. I parked outside her place and went up and knocked at the door. To my surprise Laura answered the door.

"Hey there...Ace is it?" she said with a grin. "Elisha will be out in a sec."

"What are you doin' here?" I asked.

"Well, Elisha asked me to come and do her up as best I could, apparently Mila told her I was good with make-up. Don't know what else she told her I was good at," she said, giving me squeeze on the arm. As soon as Laura finished that action, Elisha walked out of her room, and I was floored. She wore a nice pair of black boots, tight, hip hugger jeans, a belly shirt that said "Lick It Up" across the chest, a denim jacket, and to top it all off, she was adorned in Paul Stanley's make-up. Needless to say, I was a bit speechless.

"Hey," she said, "If I go to see them, might as well go all the way, right?"

"Yeah," I said, still a bit amazed at all the trouble she went to. I was willing to bet she either had the shirt custom made or got it off the 'net.

"That, and I didn't want you to feel like the only dip with make-up on," she said with a grin.



********

We arrived at the concert hall, and Elisha was a bit taken aback at exactly how many people were in make-up, some even in full replica KISS costumes.

"You weren't kidding when you were talking about the devotion," she said.

"No shit," I replied. "You want anything to eat or drink, or you just want to head to the seats?"

"Hell, I wanna get a t-shirt. Might as well commemorate this day. Probably won't happen again. Not that I'm not enjoying the company."

"All right 'Lish, but be warned, this band is addictive."

"Sure, sure," she said, rolling her eyes as we got in line for our shirts. After about a 15 minute wait, we got them. I got the standard black tour t-shirt, Elisha got herself a one as well, in addition to a baby doll T. For someone who doesn't like the band, she bought enough stuff to prove otherwise in my eyes. We went to our seats in the stadium and waited.....and soon enough, all too familiar to me words of "YOU WANTED THE BEST...YOU GOT THE BEST..." came on, and I immediately stood from my seat and started cheering at the top of my lungs as the opening of Deuce began playing. Elisha rose up to, and was a bit startled when the pyro started going off. Soon enough though, she completely got into the groove, within the first song actually, singing the words as best she could, rocking her body. The songs rolled on, and I was amazed as I kept looking over at her, having the time of her life, despite her previous thoughts. I even thought Paul made eyes with her a few times on stage, especially when they performed the song "Lick It Up". All too soon though, the show was over, and even Elisha seemed down from it. As we headed from my seat to the car, I looked at her and gave a smile. "What's with the grin?"

"You had a good time tonight didn't you?"

"Hell yeah. Didn't think I would though. They're not half bad."

"Hell, you should here them when Ace is actually in the band. That's magic."

"Maybe I will," she said hooking her arm around mine. "Wanna grab a bite?"

"Sure," I replied as we exited the building and headed towards my car. We hopped in and headed towards a nice low key burger joint I knew in the area, and rolled in, still wearing the make-up, ordered our food and sat in a booth and began or little meal.

"You know, I really had a lot of fun tonight Jake," she said, giving me another smile. "Which I didn't think was going to happen, especially when Mila first brought it up. But I am glad I accepted."

"Me too. I didn't think it'd be this much fun."

"Yeah, the unexpected really happened tonight," she said, taking a sip from her soda. "No reason for it to stop either." With that, she moved her foot, not lacking a boot, up to my cock, playing with it, hardening it. "What do you say to that?"

"I say alright," I replied, a smile crossing my face. "Just, let's take the make-up off first."

"All right," she said, taking another sip from her soda.



*********

After finishing our meal and removing our make-up in the bathrooms, Elisha and I rushed out of the restaurant and into my car, and headed off to my place. As soon as the door had been closed, we latched onto each other, kissing each other as I started the car. We continued this on the road, our tongues intertwining as best they could as I kept my eyes one the road. Her hands moved down to my crotch, and started rubbing my hardening bulge. She clasped her index and middle finger on my zipper and started pulling down. She then removed my fully erect dick from the opening and lowered her head over it, engulfing me completely almost immediately, and holding my cock down her throat for a good minute before she removed herself, leaving my cock in a shiny coat of her saliva. She gave me a wicked smile as she jacked me, making it very hard to concentrate on the road. 

She licked my cock head voraciously, creating the all too familiar sensation of pleasurable heat, and once again took me all the way into her throat, but much more slowly this time, making me savor every single second of what the beauty was doing to me. I moved one of my hands form the wheel to the back of her head, guiding her up and down my cock, giving her skilled mouth encouragement as she sucked me. I felt the building in my balls , and announced that it would be soon, and Elisha simply sped up her bobbing, p and down, twisting and turning as best she could from her position, and all too soon, I exploded in her mouth, coating her tongue with my hot jizz. I felt as her mouth worked to swallow every drop, drinking it down like the finest drink she had ever had. She put my now soft cock back into my jeans, zipped me, up, and gave me lick into a kiss on my cheek.

"How's that for an opening act?" she asked, cocking her eyebrow at me.

"I can't wait to see the main act," I replied. The amazing blowjob must have lasted longer than I had thought, because we had arrived at my place. I drove into the drive way and dashed out of my car and met Elisha in an embrace. She jumped on me, wrapping her legs around me, making my dash to the door a bit more difficult as we kissed each other. Luckily I managed to open the door and shut it, as I made it to my room where I laid her on the bed. I pulled her up slightly to take off her jacket and shirt, and found myself simply staring at her breasts. Not content at simply being looked at, Elisha grabbed me by the neck and pulled me towards her, kissing me fiercely. I once again took control after that. 

I licked my way down from her mouth to neck, then licked my way down to her breasts. I held them in my hands as I kiss the valley between slowly moving to her right breast, licking and kissing it, sucking and nibbling on her aroused nipples, then the same treatment to the other. I continued my mouth's journey down her toned stomach, taking a few more seconds to suck and lick at her navel, before reaching her jeans. I undid them and slowly peeled them off, her boots being caught in the legs and removed with them. I then slowly removed her panties, simple white cotton, but sexy as Hell on her. I then started at her left ankle, slowly licking my way down to her crotch, but only teasing her with a light grazing of her aroused, glistening lips, moving instead to her right inner thigh, and licking my way up to her right ankle, getting a light moan from her. From there, I took my face to her slit, breathing in her wonderful musk, and licked her opening up and down, before finding her clit and catching it with my lips, lightly sucking it and grazing it occasionally with my tongue. 

I inserted my index and middle fingers into her wet cunt, moving them around in twists as I thrusted them, trying to his as much of her inside as my fingers could. She was moaning heavily now, both hands on my head, working in unison with her gyrating crotch to drive my face further into her. Sure, it was hard to breathe, but she was enjoying herself. I started to suck harder on her clit now, teasing it with my teeth and nibbling o it a bit, makking her shiver and moan.

"Fuck yes...fucking eat me...eat my fucking pussy Jake...feels so good baby," she said through gasps. Then without warning, she lifted my head from her pussy with a jerk and pulled me up for a kiss. "I need you inside me. NOW." 

She took my shirt off and laid me on my back, then in a mad dash took my , shoes, pants, and underwear off, leaving me completely naked, my cock at full mast. She took it in her hand as she lowered herself onto it, slowly covering my cock with her pussy, and it was a perfect fit, both of us letting out a sigh of pleasure when I was all the way in. She slowly began to ride me, placing her arm at my shoulders to balance herself. I moved my hand to her hips, as she began riding me harder, grinding her crotch into mine, creating insane sensations in my cock. I moved my hand to her pussy, rubbing her clit as she rode, me, hoping to make her feel as good as she was making me feel. She began moaning heavily, now leaning back, her arms moving behind her. I lifted my hand up to her mouth.

"Taste yourself," I said through gasps, and she eagerly sucked on my fingers, nibbling on them as I removed them. I moved my hand to her breasts, cupping and massaging them as she leaned in my face for a kiss, which she deeply planted on my lips, but then something caught her eye behind my head. She gave me a wicked smile as I looked at what she saw: a pair of handcuffs. Laura must have left them here.

"Naughty boy has kinky toys," she said, giving me lick to my cheek. "Wanna have some fun?" I gave her a nod as she took my hand from her breast and moved them to the bed post. "Where are the keys?"

"The drawer," I said, pointing towards my night stand. She opened it and reached in, grasping the key. She then unlocked the cuffs, then just as quickly cuffed me to a pole on my headboard, placing the key on the night stand. She began riding me again, a wicked smile coming across her face, as she put her arms on my chest for balance. I started thrusting my self upwards, the sound of moist flesh slapping together becoming almost as audible as the loud moans and screams coming from Elisha's mouth. Her nails began digging into my chest, leaving scratches as she drug the around.

"Oh fuck yeah, you fucking naughty boy..." she said in between moans. "You like my pussy don't you?" she asked, stopping he ride to grind into me again.

"Fuck yes" I said in grunt. "Your pussy is so fucking perfect you little slut. You love having my cock inside you, filling you up, don't you? You fucking love it."

"Ahhh yesssssssss," she hissed, moving her arms behind her again. She steadied herself and began to lift herself off and slam onto me harder and fast, building towards her orgasm. I stared at her face, contorted in the throws of pleasure as her orgasm hit her, her pussy clamping down hard on my cock and covering it in her juices. Of course, all this visual intake, added to the treatment I was getting, her orgasm triggered mine, and I shot my hot sperm into her waiting pussy as she collapsed on top of my, kissing me deeply, reaching for the key to unlock my cuff. She unlocked me, and I held her close, kissing her again, shooting my last few shots into her pussy as she milked me with it, draining my cock of everything it had. Finally, she moved from on top of me, my softening cock coming out with a slight slurping noise. She simply laid to my side. I held her in my arms as we fell asleep.

******

The next morning came, and I awoke to find Elisha still asleep in my arms. I had never EVER fallen asleep with a girl like that. And was intensely glad to see her. She awoke soon after me.

"Morning," she said with a smile, lifting herself up to kiss me.

"Good morning to you too," I replied, kissing her back.

"I need to head to the bathroom," she said, getting out of bed. 

"Wanna go get some breakfast?" I asked as she went through the door.




Benefits Ch. 04



"Sure," she said through the door. "Where?"

"There's this nice diner about 5 blocks from here," I replied, putting some underwear on.

"Sounds great. Give me 20 minutes."

********

WE sat at a booth in the diner. She ordered a Denver omelette, I ordered pancakes and sausage. There was a bit of an awkward silence between us as we ate, but then she finally started the conversation.

"I've never done this before," she said. "Not sex. I mean, just done it with some guy I barely know. But I fell like over this past week, we've kind of gotten to know each other. Really well"

"I know what you mean," I said to her. "I've had 'just sex' before though, but his feels a bit different."

"Like there may be something more to it than 'just sex'?"

"Yeah, pretty much. I don't want to sound weird or clingy or anything, but I really want to see you again. As more than just friends."

"That's not weird or clingy Jake. It's how I feel too. I just don't want to rush into anything."

"Elisha, I've spent a good part of my life scared of rushing into things. And it hasn't gotten me far. What I've learned is sometimes, if you don't take the opportunity while it presents itself, you lose it. We have an opportunity here Elisha. An opportunity to have something great. And I do not want to lose it for fear of 'rushing in'."

"Yeah, but...." that was all she got out before I leaned over and kissed her deeply.

"Elisha, do you want a relationship with me?"

"Yes Jake, but its just that we only now started to even like each other, what if we're making a bad choice?"

"Life is a gamble Lish. Sometimes you'll get the greatest thing you'll ever have from a risk. And this is one I'm willing to take."

She thought over it for a while. "But what about Mila?"

"What about her?" I asked, not really believing the words coming from my mouth. "I know what I told you, but right now, the last thing on my mind is another woman, especially when I want to be with you right now."

"Okay Jake," she finally replied, a smile coming across her face. "Let's place our bets and see where this takes us."

"All right then," I replied, cutting into my pancakes.

"Let's seal it with a kiss," she said, leaning over the table to meet my face, and kissing me deeply. As we broke the kiss, she look down at my plate and pierced a piece of sauasage with her fork and ate it. I gave her a raised eyebrow. "IF we're dating, that entitles me to be able to pick some food off your plate and snack if I so desire."

"Really," I replied. "What do I get in return?"

"Well, I can't tell you, but I'll show you when we get back to your place," she said with a smile.

All in all, I'd have to say it was a great birthday month. Only thing really on my mind now was Mila. Not wondering why I made this decision, but rather wondering how she'd react to the news. But right now, with Elisha smiling at me from across the booth, that concern was simply fading.



Benefits Ch. 05



None of the events in this story ever occurred. It's all fiction people.



"Hey Jake, mind if I ask you a question?" Elisha asked, looking over my Ace Frehley signature series Les Paul, wearing only the KISS concert shirt she had bought two months prior.

"Well, we just did have sex to the point where I'm seeing spots, so knock yourself out," I replied with a smile.

"I didn't hear you complaining between the moans," she shot back with a giggle, "but back to the question. What's with the guitar?"

"Well, if you must know," I said, getting up from my bed and embracing her from behind, "I used to play. Not well, but I learned a few songs."

"All KISS ones, I assume?" she asked, turning around to face me, delicately wrapping her arms around my neck.

"You know me too well. I must think of a way to make sure my secrets never leak." I lifted her in my arms and laid her on my bed.

"I can only think of a few ways you can earn my silence, and I can already tell you don't have 4 trillion dollars...," she said with a smirk as I started kissing her legs, slowly parting them as I worked my way upwards. I kissed and nibbled alternately on her legs, lifting them onto my shoulders as I continued my slow crawl. I was about to latch onto her wet opening when her cell phone went off. "Just let me get this sweetheart." She answered her phone as my face waited between her legs. "Hello? Oh, hi Don." Great, it was her agent. She was going to be on the phone for a while. I contemplated my predicament for a moment. Then I looked right into her eyes and gave her a devilish smile. She mouthed at me "Don't you dare." That of course, left me with no choice BUT to dare. I lifted her shirt up to her waist and started to lick up and down her slit, visibly sending shivers up her body. I slowly inserted my tongue inside her snatch, twisting and licking her wet inside, while she was trying her best to compose herself within her conversation. I slid in my index and middle fingers and began to thrust while I moved my mouth to kiss her along her inner thigh. She let out a noticeable gasp, and explained it simply as a stubbed toe, flashing me a raised eyebrow as I continued my fun. 

I moved my mouth back to her slit, and pulled her hood back to reveal her clit, and I latched my lips around it and began to suck on it hard, lashing my tongue across it in quick flashes as I fingered her. She took her free hand to grab me by the head and hold me down there, like I was even contemplating moving. 

She began to thrust her crotch up towards my face, as her own face began to contort in pleasure. I could tell it was becoming harder for her to hide her treatment over the phone the more I did this. But due to her body's actions, I didn't see any sign she wanted me to stop.

"Yyyyesssss, Don. That sounds greeATTT!" she exclaimed loudly into her phone as I began to nibble on her button, teasing it gently with my teeth. "That was nothing...y-you must have a bad connection." She shot a another look at me, and mouthed "You are so going to get it" at me. Not that I cared. I wasn't stopping until she reached her climax. I moved my tongue across her clit at alternating speeds now. Sometimes lightning quick, other times achingly slow, grazing my teeth across it still on occasion. My fingers were now being twisted and crooked with in her with their every thrust as well. She began to buck herself up more and more rapidly, her orgasm obviously imminent, any attempt to disguise her enjoyment slowly losing its potency. I slid another finger into her as I thrusted, bringing the count up to three. She dropped her phone and grabbed my head now with both hands, as her body stiffened, her orgasm hitting her.

"FFFFUUUUCCKKK!!!!!!" she yelled as her juices flooded over my mouth and hands. As soon as she removed her hands from my head, I moved my self up to her smiling face. I stuck my fingers into her mouth, which she eagerly accepted, tasting her own juices. I then deeply kissed her, our tongues intertwining as she moved her arms around my neck. She picked her phone up again, scrambling to find a way to explain the noise. "Sorry Don. The noise....um....it was a movie?" I began to snigger as she did her best to come up with a good excuse.

"I'll be in the shower," I whispered to her.

"I'll join you in a few," she whispered back, kissing me on the cheek.


**************

"I'll see you tonight then?"I asked Elisha as she ate the scrambled eggs on her plate. "All packed and ready to go?"

"Yes Jake," she replied, sipping her orange juice. "All my stuff is ready for the weekend trip. We won't lose time or anything. We'll be there right on time so Mommy and Daddy won't yell at you."

"I just don't want to have to sleep at a motel. Never been a comfortable experience for me."

"Why's that babe?" she asked, cocking her eyebrow.

"Saw that movie Psycho when I was around 8 in a motel room. Family trip. I was alone in the motel room. Freaked me the Hell out. From then on, I basically said "no" to motels. I've slept in cars when given the choice ever since."

"You are a total nutjob."

"And your point is?"

"Oh nothing," she said getting up from her seat. "Although now I think I know why I like you so much."

"Really, what's that then?" I asked holding her by the waist.

"You're insane," she said. "I like that in a man." She gave me a deep kiss, licking my lips as she removed hers.

"Oh boy, wait till my other personalities find out you like me the best. It's gonna break their hearts."

"Oh poor babies," she said with a laugh. "Anyway, I'll meet you back here at around 10:00. That good for you?"

"That's great babe. See you then."

"Bye Jake," she said, walking out my door.

**********

I was sitting on my couch playing Max Payne 2 when a knock came to my door. I went to answer it and found Laura and Mila, but only one of the two actually seemed glad to see me.

"What's up luvahboy?" Laura asked, walking through my door with Mila in tow. "You actually out of your bedroom for once?"

"Yes, and you're not on your back for once?" I asked with a laugh.

"Ouch. That hurt. Can you see the teardrops?"

"Hey short stack," I said to Mila. "What's with the anger mode?"

"I don't want to talk about it Jake," Mila said, sitting on the couch.

"Hey Jake, can I speak with you outside for a minute?" Laura asked, to which I nodded in response and followed her outside. "Mila's still having a lot of problems with you and Elisha hooking up."

"Hey, it never would have happened if she didn't come up with her little one-year plan."

"Believe me Jake, I know, and I am certainly not gonna put any blame on you. You got yourself a nice little number to bang whenever you please, and from what you've told me so far, the fun between you two is only beginning. Only bad part about it for me is no more of our little "visits", but thems the skids. Mila though, she's pissed. Not really at you, but at herself. She's kicking herself Jake. She needs you to be her friend right now, help her through it."

"That's what I've been trying to do Red, but she won't even talk to me. Or Elisha. In fact, I'm surprised you got her to come over here."

"It was a challenge Jake, believe me. But then I basically asked her if she wanted to throw away over a decade-long friendship over this, and she came around. She's still a little mad though. SO I wouldn't mention taking Elisha to meet your parents today unless you absolutely have to."

"Gotcha. Anything else?"

"Well, yes, there is one thing I need to ask you."

"What's that?"

"You sure you don't just want to rush to your bathroom for a 15 minute quickie? For old times' sake?"

"Come on Laura....."

"Alright. Can't blame a girl for trying. Let's get Mila off that couch and head out for lunch."


***********

"You sure you want to eat at the mall food court Mila?" I asked her, a bit perplexed at her choice.

"Yes, quite sure," she said rather curtly as she headed to the Chinese outlet. I was a bit angered by her tone, until Laura calmed me down.

"She's still a little mad Jake. Let her work through it." I agreed to take Laura's advice, and followed Mila to her food outlet of choice.

"What are you gonna get?" I asked, standing behind her in line.

"Orange chicken, beef and broccoli, steamed rice," she replied in a cold tone.

"The way you make it sound, how could I not be salivating?" I asked hoping to at least get a smile from her, but to no avail. "When we're done eating, you want to go into a Suncoast or something, maybe just walk around? I think we need to talk."

"Whatever," she said, getting ready to tell the person behind the counter her order, as I headed off towards the McDonald's.


*************

"Why isn't Laura with us?" Mila asked, the cold tone still very present in her voice as we walked through the mall.

"Because she wanted to go into one of the lingerie stores, and didn't trust me not to reenact my favorite scene from 'Mallrats'", I replied.

"You mean putting panties on over your pants and saying 'I'd make a sexy chick'?"

"Yeah, that's the one. Was thinking this time though just go all out and put on a nightie. Think it might accentuate my hips, don't you?" I asked, dashing in front of her and doing a little pose, which did one thing to her. It got a giggle from her. "Now that's what I've been waiting all day to see. Why haven't you blessed me with your smile today Mila?"

We both sat down on a bench as she looked me in the eyes. "I don't think it's been a big secret that I'm not exactly thrilled with you and Elisha dating," she said, holding my hand as we sat. "And I'm going to be honest with you Jake. It's because I'm jealous. And angry. I should have just made the move and taken my chances with you when I had the chance, but I blew it. And I've been taking all of this anger out on you. And I'm sorry. I just don't want to lose you."

"Hey there," I said, picking her chin up. "Don't you even think for a second I'd ever leave you behind. You and me, we're friends until the end. Nothing, and let me repeat that, NOTHING, will ever change that."

"You don't know that," she said to me, a tear starting to form in her right eye.

"Yes I do," I said gently, holding her face in my hands. "Remember what I said when we first met?"

"'You have mud on your butt.'?"

"No after that. After I picked you up off the ground. I said, 'If you need me, come find me.', and that still applies." She simply gave me a smile and hugged me, one which I returned. "Now enough of this emotional stuff, let's go see if Suncoast has some good horror bargains."

"No way, last time we got one of your bargains, we found a zombie movie shot on home video," she said as we got up.

"Come on, please?"

"Nope."

"Pretty please?"

"No no no," she said. We continued this banter back and forth until we got to Suncoast. We met Laura there, with a smile on her face as she got a number form the guy working the counter.

"Looks like you worked some stuff out," she said with a smirk as I approached her.

"It would appear so, but I know I have a way to go with her," I replied. "She seems okay with me, but with me and Elisha, that's still undecided. I think it's going to be a bit of a soft spot for her for a bit."

"Yeah, but at least she's speaking with you again."

"Yeah, that's something to be happy about."


**************

After the afternoon spent hanging out, Laura had to duck out for a date, so Mila and I went back to my place to hang around for a bit. We decided to just sit back and watch a movie, so I popped in Freddy Vs. Jason.

"Why are we watching this?" Mila asked me as she sat on the couch. "You know I don't like watching bloody movies."

"Yet I always talk you into it," I replied with a smirk. "I think someone's a closet gore hound."

"I am not. I'm a girl. I like girly things. Like bunnies and all that crap."

"Suuuuure. You know, denial is not just a river in Egypt. I think. I have to check my world atlas."

"Just shut up and pop in the movie Boy Blunder."

"Your wish is my command, Blunder Girl." I popped the DVD in and sat on the couch with Mila. We had been watching the movie right up until the first fight scene between the two titans of terror, when Elisha came through my door. She was wearing a black blouse, a denim skirt, and some sneakers. Very sexy in my eyes.

"Hi Jake, Mila," she said with smile. "What are you two watching?"

"Freddy Vs. Jason," I replied as I paused the DVD. "And you came in right on time for the first fight, albeit a bit early."

"Yeah, well, they didn't need me on set anymore, so I just thought I'd come by here and wait till we left, spend some time with you," Elisha said, to which I could actually feel Mila rolling her eyes at. "Mind if I sit down and join you guys?"

"Sure, come over here," I replied, patting the place right next to me. Elisha put down the duffle bag she brought in with her and sat next to me, and I put my arm around her. 

"So what's happened so far?" Elisha asked.

"Well, Freddy needed to use Jason to instill fear in the children so he could come back in their dreams, but Jason can't stop killing, which is pissing Freddy off, and thus the fight begins," I replied as I unpaused the movie.

"In other words, they are about to throw down," Mila added in, her cold tone returning. We continued watching the movie, all the blood and killings going on, Freddy's one liners, all bringing a smile to my face, and then the ending came across, to which I had the same reaction at home as I did in the theatres. 

"OH HELL YEAH!!! FREDDY WON!!!" I exclaimed and jumped up.

"Bullshit Jake," Mila replied. "That was SO Jason's victory."

"Are you blind little one? Freddy winked to the audience, showing HE won. Jason's trapped in a dream like he was in the beginning of the movie."

"And like I said, bullshit. Jason put Freddy's own glove through his chest. Jason won."

"There's only one way to settle this Mila. Elisha, my wonderful, sweet, and oh-so-lovely girlfriend, who won, Freddy or Jason?"

"Well, sorry Jake, but I must concede with Mila. Jason won. But just barely."

"Women. Never give the Fred-man his due." I said as I walked, holding my back, to the fridge.

"Hey, what's wrong with your back?" Elisha asked

"Just hurt it when I jumped up like that," I replied.

"Yeah, he's had a bad back since he was 17," Mila said to Elisha. "We were at a bowling alley, actually leaving it, and some guy just comes along and starts bothering us. Me in particular. This guy, easily three times Jake's size, but Jake still gets in his face. Any how, the guy lifts Jake up above his head, and throws him on the ground. Jake's writhing in pain, I'm scared for my life. Luckily some people in the bowling alley saw this all going on and called the cops, but ever since then, Jake's had some back problems. Which he wouldn't have if he would take his medication when he's supposed to!!!"

"Yap yap yap," I said as I came back into the living room with a Dr. Pepper in hand. " I don't take the meds because the doctor said I didn't need to take them after I was done with physical rehab. But I do need something right now. Mila, you know the drill."

"Fine, lay on your stomach," she said, taking off her sneakers.

"What are you doing?" Elisha asked.

"Walking on his back," Mila replied. "It helps him with the pain he gets sometimes."

"Yeah, and she's the only one I know who's not so big she would break my back," I said as Mila walked in place on the middle of my back.

"Oh, wouldn't a backrub actually work better?" Elisha asked.

"Naw, doesn't quite work out the pain the way this does," I replied as Mila got off of me.

"All better now Superman, or is the kryptonite still making you into a little baby?" she asked sarcastically.

"Yes all better now," I said, getting back to my feet. "And I even have a very special reward for you buddy!" I reached into my pocket like I was going to pull out something, an came out with my right hand giving her the finger.

"Oh ha ha, got anything else you'd like to steal from David Spade?" Mila said, punching me in the arm.

"OH that's it," I said, as I lifted her over my head and tackled her onto the couch playfully. "It's on now Mila."

"Just bring it dumbass," she said with a laugh.

"Um, and what is this exactly?" Elisha asked. I forgot she was in the room.

"Oh, just two friends getting carried away like we're still in middle school," I said.

"Yeah, when you know someone for almost all your life, its easy to get carried away," Mila said matter-of-factly, and looking right into Elisha's eyes as well. Was she trying to make Elisha jealous? "Well, I gotta get going now any way. Got dinner with the family. See ya around Jake. Bye Elisha." She gave me a hug, put on her shoes, and walked out the door, Elisha giving her a very subtle eye. I came up behind her and hugged her, and planted a kiss on her cheek. 

"Well, we have about 5 hours to kill before we leave for my parents' place, how do you want to kill the time?," I asked her.

"Well, why not just leave now?" Elisha asked, turning around, a smile on her face again. 

"Because my parents won't be home until around 9:00 tonight, and they were going to leave the door open for us," I replied.

"Don't you have a key to the place?"

"No, I gave them my key when I moved out."

"Do you know where they keep a spare one in case they would lose it?"

"I have an idea, but why?"

"Because I want to leave now. Be on the road with you."

"It's only an hour drive, 90 minutes if the traffic is bad. That's not exactly hard traveling."

"Come on, let's go. Pleeeeaaaseeee, I'll make it worth your while." She reached down and gave my cock a squeeze through my pants.

"All right, we'll go now."

"Great. I think I left something in your bedroom last night though. Let me go grab it." She dashed off to the bedroom, and hurried back as quickly as she left.

"What'd you get?" I asked, my eyebrow raised.

"Just a little trinket I want to bring," she said with a giggle and a kiss to my lips. "Let's get on the road Jake." And with a squeeze of my ass, she picked up her bag and headed out the door. "Come on!" I picked up my bag that I had packed the night before and headed. A weekend with the parents. And Elisha. I hoped this would go well.


************

"Hey Heesh," I asked Elisha, as she laid her head on my shoulder, her eyes closed.

"What is it babe?" she asked, awakening from her doze.

"Tell me the truth about why you wanted to leave so early."

"Well, I just was kind of anxious to meet your parents, and I thought it'd be a nice surprise for them if when they came home, you'd be there with a shiny new girl on your arm."

"So that's your story and you're sticking to it then?"

"Pretty much," she replied with a laugh, putting her head back on my shoulder.

***********

We drove into my parents' driveway at around 6:00, and I walked to the door. I tapped a hollow my dad had made for me on the doorway, just to see if it was still there. That was where the spare key was usually kept, in case I had stayed out late and didn't have my key. Luckily, the compartment was still there, and I managed to get it open and got the key. I opened the door and Elisha and I walked through it.

"And this is Casa Del Parker, Miss Cuthbert, I hope you enjoy your stay," I said to Elisha, a bad Spanish accent on my voice.

"Could you give me the grand tour Mr. Parker?" she asked, putting her bag down but keeping her purse with her.

"Where shall I start milady?" I asked, holding my arm out for hers.

"How about your room. I'd like to see the environment where your twisted little mind developed."

"Alright, but be warned young lady, it may be a bit on the messy side."





Benefits Ch. 05



"Oh, I think I can take it sir. I've seen all the Indiana Jones movies. More than once!"

"More than once eh? I guess you have the proper credentials then." I took her by the arm and led her around up the stairs to my old room.

"It's not on the first floor?" she asked?

"Naw, that's where my parents' room is. And the game room."

"Ah, I see," she said as we walked through the door to my room. The walls were covered with pictures of KISS, save for the posters of Batman, Spider-Man, and Freddy Krueger. The shelves were covered with old 80s super-hero toys I had collected till the point I moved out. My old Super Nintendo and Genesis were still there, the games all behind them in the holder my dad had made for me.

"So this is where your sick little mind slept and woke up, amongst doing other things," Elisha said, taking a seat on my bed.

"What 'other things'?" I asked, leaning on my old night stand.

"You know, 'other things'"

"What are you talking about?"

"Well, aside form the obvious jerking off, I mean sex. With this prime location, IE, not even on the same floor of your parents, you MUST have taken advantage at least once."

"Nope, never did. Not that I didn't ever think about it."

"You thinking about it now?" she asked with a cock of her eyebrow.

"Ms. Cuthbert, are you trying to seduce me?"

"Um, yeah. Kind of want to break this room in, since you never got the chance to." She got up and pulled me to her face for a kiss, which I eagerly returned. She turned me around and pushed me down onto my old bed. She straddled me and knelt down to kiss me again as she undid her black blouse, revealing her red bra covered breasts. I moved my hand to massage them, and pulled them out over her bra. I moved my head up to them and suckled on her nipples as she dug her nails into my still-shirt-covered back. She reached to my stomach and pulled my shirt off, and then started to kiss and lick my neck, slowly. She moved down slowly, licking to my right nipple, and gently nibbling on it, then moving to the next, before biting my stomach playfully before she reached my crotch.

Her head was now level with the noticeable bulge in my crotch. She gave me another look with a smile and a cocked eyebrow before she put her mouth over the bulge, running her tongue across it forcefully, biting on it gently, getting a loud gasp from me as I held on to my headboard. Elisha massaged and fondled my bulge before she went for the zipper, which she promptly unzipped with her teeth.

She used her hands to unbuckle my pants, and she slowly slid them down to my ankles as I lay on the bed, watching this beautiful creature, my hard cock exposed to the air and resting on my stomach. She got off of me, and reached under her skirt and started to take off her panties. Once they had been removed, Elisha got back on top of me, and slowly moved herself again to my crotch, licking, kissing , and nibbling all the way.

She grabbed my cock with her right hand, and spit right on the head, and started to jack me slowly. Her mouth hovered over my cock before she slowly eased it in, her eyes locked on mine the entire time. She slowly took my entire length into her mouth, her tongue snaking around as much of it as she could manage, sending bolts of pleasure into my brains.

Soon, my entire length was in her mouth, her teeth teasingly grazing the shaft as she held me. She slowly eased my cock from her mouth, taking a few deep breaths as I moved my right hand down to caress her cheek and brush the hair from her face. She planted a kiss on the palm of my hand as she returned the task at hand. 

She moved her head down to my balls, sucking one into her mouth, rolling it around, massaging it with her tongue, then giving the same treatment to the other, taking breaks in between to pull and knead on my sack. She then tongue and teased the area where my sack meets my asshole, nibbling on it a bit, sending a shiver up my spine.

She tilted her head tot he side as she licked my dick lengthwise down to up, sucking on the head for a few seconds, then licking up to down. She moved her mouth over my cock head once again, softly biting it before deep throating me again, holding me for a minute before removing me, my cock now drenched in her saliva.

She then moved herself up a bit, and placed my cock at her wet opening, and slowly inserted me all the way in, letting out a loud moan when I was completely inside her.

She placed her hands at my shoulder to steady he self as she rode me, her eyes shut focused on the matter at hand. I reached my hands down to hold her by the hips as we fucked, but she quickly darted her hand and grabbed my hands.

"Nu-uh....." she said with a smile, her hair slightly covering her face. She reached over to her purse on the night stand, and reached in to pull out a pair of hand cuffs. "Remember these? I said I was going to get you back Jake." She put the cuffs around my wrists and cuffed me to my headboard AGAIN, and for the second time in our relationship, she rode me with complete control over me.

"Oh yeah...fuck yeah Jake....you feel so fucking good baby....so good," she said in gasps and moans, raking her nails across my chest, bringing them to my mouth, to which I eagerly sucked them

She leaned over to kiss me as she stopped her ride to grind into me, nibbling on my tongue and lip as she pulled away again, to continue her work.

I thrusted myself up to meet her for every thing she did. After a bit, she grew tired of the handcuffs, and leaned over me to unlock them. Once I was free, I turned her over, placing me on top. Her legs were wrapped around my waist as I began to thrust into her, our eyes locked once again.

"Fuck me Jake, fuck me baby, you feel so good, just don't stop...."

She reached her head up to lick the sweat from my forehead and kiss me deeply as I continued to fuck her, swiveling my hips with every other thrust, trying to hit every area of her pussy as I could, the sounds of our moans only equaled by the banging the wall was receiving from my head board.

We changed positions once again, Elisha wanting to get in doggie style, which I had no qualms about in the least. With her ass up in the air, presenting her pussy for me, I eagerly hiked her skirt up a bit more and plunged into her, grabbing her by the hips and fucking her hard for everything she was worth.

"OH GOD YES!! That's it Jake! FUCK!" she yelled, her nails now raking across my bed sheets.

"You love this don't Lish? You love being fucked by me. You fucking love the way this cock feels in your pussy. Perfect fit isn't it babe?"

"Oh fUUCK yes Jake...so fucking good..keep going baby....fuck, keep going..."

I lifted her body up, her back now to my chest as I fucked her. She turned her head to face me as best she could and kissed me deeply, licking my tongue as the kiss broke. I hiked her skirt up now completely around her waist, and reached my right hand down to frig her clit as I fucked her, hoping to send her to her climax. I reached down and rubbed circles on her nub, alternating between clockwise and counter, with her now beginning to meet me thrust for thrust with more voracity, her moans becoming louder and longer, until her body stiffened in my arms, and her pussy clamped down my cock. Her orgasm hit her, and my cock was covered in her juices. A few more quick thrusts and I let out a loud groan, shooting my hot load into her waiting pussy, a trail of our mixed cum coming down her thigh. I pulled out of her, turned her around and kissed her again, now laying down with her on my old bed. I pulled my pants back up and snuggled against her, which she returned.

"This feels really good," she said as I held her in my arms. "I like this."

"So do I Lish," I said, kissing her on the forehead. "You're probably the best thing to happen to me in a while. You and that new Taco Bell down the street from my place. But your winning...barely."

"Oh shut up," she said with a giggle, kissing me on the cheek. "Would it be all right if I took a nap here till your parents came?"

"Yes. Would it be all right if I joined you?"

"I wouldn't have it any other way."


************* 

It was around 9:00 P.M. when Elisha and I were awoken to sound of shutting car doors. My parents were home. Elisha quickly put on her panties and I put my shirt back on, and we headed downstairs. We were sitting on the couch watching TV right as they opened the door.

"JAKEY!" My mom excalimed as I got up to give her a hug. "We thought you weren't going to be here till 10:00 tonight."

"Well, we decided to leave a bit early," I replied. Elisha stood up behind me. "Mom, Dad, I want you to meet Elisha. Elisha, these are my parents."

"Very nice to meet both of you," Elisha said, reaching her hand out, which my mother took and shaked it, followed by my dad.

"Nice to meet you Elisha, I'm Elizabeth, and this is my husband Ben," my mother said.

"How ya doin," my father said. "Looks like ya lucked out there Jake. She a nice one."

"Benjamin, behave!" my mother exclaimed, while my dad simply rolled his eyes and patted me on the back.

"Well, since we're all here, would you kids like something to eat?" my mother asked heading towards the kitchen table. "We didn't stop for anything on the way back from the air port, and I'm hungry."

"Why not, I could use a bite," I replied. "How about you Lish?"

"Sure, why not?" We all moved to the dining room table as my mom went to the kitchen.

"Old pizza okay?" she asked us, holding the pizza boxes up.

"It'll be fine Beth, you know he doesn't expect gourmet cuisine this friggin' late," my dad said.

"I'm just making sure Ben. Jake?"

"It's fine Mom."

"Okay dear." I heard my mom pop some slices in the microwave, and then she came to the table to join us. "I'm starting your father's and my pieces first, then you two can go in the kitchen and get your own slices."

"Okay Mom, I'll go ALL THE WAY into the kitchen to get the pizza, that you, MY mother, couldn't get for me."

"Kid, don't try that on me. After 19 years of you living at this house, I've grown ammune to your bullshit," Mom said, getting a laugh from Elisha.

"Oh yeah, laugh it up Heesh," I said.

"Don't mind if I do," she replied, kissing me on the cheek. 

"Heesh?" My dad questioned. "What's that mean?"

"Oh, well that's my nickname. You see, when he was young, my little brother couldn't pronounce my name altogether that well, so instead of Elisha, he'd say "Heesh". It just kind of stuck from there." While she was explaining the origins of her nickname, Elisha had her hand under the table, massaging my cock, bringing me to full mast. I gave her an inquisitive look, but all she did was flash me a smile.

It was at that moment the microwave went off. My mom gt up to get hers and Dads' slices. As soon as she sat back down, Elisha and I went into the kitchen, quickly on my part, hoping my parents wouldn't see the erection.

"What were you doing in there?" I asked her as she picked out her slice.

"Well, I've been thinking, I didn't really get you back up there. I uncuffed you so you could touch me."

"So?"

"So, that's not payback," she said, gently edging me to the wall. "This is." And with the end of that sentence, Elisha was on her knees in front of me, my pants unzipped my hard cock out in the blink of an eye.

"What are you doing?' I whispered at her.

"Paying you back," she said, licking my cock head. "Keep quiet, wouldn't want mommy and daddy to see." I REALLY thought about stopping her, but when you have an insanely beautiful woman getting payback on you by giving you head, YOU DON'T SAY NO. You go along, no matter how much shit may hit the fan.

She took her tongue under the crown, darting it with quick licks before she slowly licked and kissed to the base of my pole. She looked into my eyes and flashed me a wicked smile, biting her bottom lip as she jacked me softly, occasionally, tickling my piss hole with her index fingernail. 

I ran my fingers through her golden locks she slowly took my entire cock into her mouth, snaking her tongue across every inch she could hit. It was all I could do to keep myself from letting all the words forming in my head to come rolling out, to not let out one single gasp as this gorgeous woman went down on me.

She removed my cock from her mouth and delicately kissed and lick the underside, the noises she was making audible enough to make me nervous, but at this point the pope could walk in and I wouldn't care.

"Hey, you two okay in there?" my dad yelled. "Room's not big enough to get lost in."

"We're fine Dad," I said, hoping my voice wasn't cracking under Elisha's treatment. "We're just checking the fridge for something to drink."

"Okay, bring me a beer while you're at it."

"Ben, I can get that for you," Mom said.

"NO MOM, I got it," I exclaimed.

"Okay....."she replied. That kept them out for now, but not for much longer. Elisha seemed to sense this, as she took my cock in her mouth once more and started bobbing her head up down at a rapid pace, my hand now on her head guiding her as she went along. She randomly took a few seconds too focusing my cockhead and swirl around it with her tongue, urging me on to my inevitable climax, which was now hitting me.

"Elisha, baby," I whisper-grunted. "I cumming babe." Elisha just replied with a moan, sending vibration through my stiff member. Within second my load arrived, covering her mouth with my seed, which she eagerly swallowed down like a favorite drink. Once every drop hsad been emptied into her mouth, she removed my cock from it, sucking and licking my still sensitive cock, giving me a few shivers. She put my cock back in my pants, zipped me up, stood before me and planted a kiss on my lips.

"So, what slice you want?" she asked with a wicked smile.


************ 

The next morning I awoke to laughter, as well as an empty bed. I went downstairs to see Elisha with my parents laughing their collective asses off at a photo album.

"How are you two embarrassing me now?" I asked groggily.

"Same as usual son, showing someone pictures of you as a tyke," Dad replied.

"Oh come on Jake, it's not embarrassing," Mom said. "Besides, you chose most of the Halloween costumes yourself."

"You're showing her the Halloween photos?" I asked in a whine. I walked ver to see which exact Halloween photos they were showing her, and instantly cringed. Me as Robin, The Boy Wonder, green short pants and all.

"Great legs you had there Boy Wonder," Elisha said with a giggle. "Can't say I agree with the shoes though."

"Those were the kind of shoes Dick Grayson wore as Robin. And he could have kicked Evander Holyfield's ass."

"Okay, sure. Any other embarrassments you'd like to show me?"

"Well, there's this picture right here," Mom said with a giggle. "It's Jake with Mila. She was Batgirl as you can probably tell. Both 9 at the time. Batgirl and Robin, patrolling the streets in search of justice and candy."

"A lot of these pictures have Mila in them Jake. Didn't you ave any other friends?"

"Yeah, sure he did," Dad chimed in. "Mila was around the most. Other than Dyl, Mila's probably the only friend of his came over here often enough that she would just sleep here if it was too late at night."

"Really?" Elisha asked, flashing me a look.

"Oh yeah. I think most weekends she ended up crashing in Jake's room. That or they were both passed out on the couch from watching movies all night."

"I see." Her tone had a hint of anger in it. Dad didn't know how much he was burying me here. Fortunately, my mother did, and quickly changed the subject. 

"Who's up for a movie today?" she asked.

"I definitely am," I replied, sitting next to Elisha. "What's playing?"

"Well, there's that movie with Jennifer Aniston, "Along Came Polly" I think, starts in 45 minutes."

"Sounds great to me, what about you Lish?" I asked.

"Sounds fine, let's get ready."


************

"Heesh, are you angry or something?" I asked, driving to the theatre. I told my parents that we should take separate cars, but not because I needed to talk to Elisha.

"No, I'm fine," she said sternly.

"Listen, if there's anything you want to get out or say, just say it baby."

"All right, fine. You fucked Mila didn't you?"

"WHAT?"

"When she stayed over one of those times. You fucked her didn't you? With the way you two have felt about each other, it must have happened. You lied to me."

"Mila and I NEVER had sex. EVER. I don't know where you're getting this from."

"Come on Jake, it's only natural. Two teenagers, definite attraction, trusting parents, how could you not have done it?"

"Because we were both scared to death of ruining the friendship. That's why. And we never have, and as long as you and I are together, we won't, which suits me more than fine, since I really lo-like you. Why is this bugging you so much?"

"Because I want to on some level be a first to you. I know I'm not your first at sex. I know I'm most likely not your first girlfriend. But for some reason, being the first to take you in the room you grew up in is really appealing. I liked that thought."

"Well, you're two firsts Elisha, if you want to know."

"What do you mean?"

"You're also the first girlfriend I've ever brought home to meet my parents. Ever."

"Really?"

"Yeah. Never had a girl I was anxious for my parents to meet. Until you." I looked at her with a smile, which she returned, followed by a kiss.


*********

We were halfway through the movie when Elisha had to get up and go to the bathroom. About ten minutes after she left my cell phone started to vibrate. I told my parents I had to answer it, and walked out of the theatre.

"Hello?"

"Jake, meet me in the ladies room now," Elisha said over the phone, and then promptly hung up. I walked casually by the restrooms, and lightly knocked on the ladies room door. In mere seconds, Elisha opened the door, reached for my t-shirt, and yanked me in. She planted a deep kiss on my face, moving her tongue in and massage mine with hers.

"What's this for?" I asked, unbuckling the belt to her jeans and unzipping them as she did the same to me.

"My way of apologizing for being bitchy over nothing," she replied before kissing me again. She jumped onto my body and wrapped her legs around me as I walked backwards to the door to lock it. I then walked as best I could with her on me and my pants around my ankles to the sinks.

I placed her on the cold porcelain, which caused her to gasp slightly. I lined my cock up with her opening and thrust myself all the way in, my eyes on hers the entire time. I reached my hand around to hold her in place as I started to fuck her.

I began my thrusts very slow, methodically slow.

"Fuck Jake, don't do me slow. Fuck me dammit!" Elisha growled. I decided to give the lady what she asked for, and increased my speed, the cold metal of her belt buckle, hanging from her pants that were themselves hanging from her right ankle, hitting me with every thrust.

"That's what I'm talking about," she let out between gritted teeth. Her arms reached around me and she dug her nails into me as best she could through my shirt. I moved my hand to her front and opened her white blouse, exposing her white lace covered breasts. I pushed them together to unclasp the bra, and nibbled on her nipples. 

As I was thrusting into her hard and fast as well as paying special attention to her wonderful breasts, Elisha was using her pussy muscles to create an amazing sensation for my cock. Every thrust felt unique and different, my cock being milked with every thrust.

I lifted my right hand and placed it roughly on the mirror behind her, and once again stared deep into her luscious blue eyes.

"Keep going Jake....fuck me baby...keep going," she said, grabbing me roughly by the back of the head and pulling me in for a kiss. I moved my left hand down between us and began to rub on her clit, getting an immediate response frm her with a slight nibble on my lip and a loud groan into my mouth as we kissed.




Benefits Ch. 05



After a few more minutes, her muscle contractions got far more random. Her orgasm was passing over her. Her body shivered and stiffened, and she let out a pleasureful moan, and soon after, I thrust into her one last time, emptying my hot cum into her waiting cunt. I leaned into her, and felt her once again lick the sweat from my forehead, then graced me with a kiss. 

I removed myself from her slit, and we both redressed and composed ourselves.

"I'll meet you in the theatre sweetie. I'll go in first," she said, buckling her belt back up and walking out the door with me in tow. "Come in after about five minutes hon." she gave me a kiss on the cheek, and walked back in the theatre.

***********

After that experience, the rest of the weekend was pretty normal. My parents embarrassed me with more stories and baby pictures, we all went out to dinner, normal stuff. On the Sunday were leaving to go back, my Dad took me aside for a little conversation before I hopped in the car.

"You did good with this one Jake," he said to me as I walked towards my car.

"I know Dad, I really like her."

"That's great son. But what about Mila?"

"Mila's just a friend Dad, and that's all she's gonna be. Trust me."

"You sure about that kid?"

"More than you know."

"Then good luck with her son. She likes you a lot, I can tell. And you look happy, so live it up."

"Thanks Dad." After that I gave my Mom a hug goodbye, and she gave me the usual guilt trip of that I should see them more often, only an hour away, blah blah, usual mother stuff that my Dad mimicked to her back which got me a laugh. And with that, Elisha and I were on our way back to my place.


***********

"Did you have a good weekend?" I asked Elisha, rinsing the shampoo from her hair.

"Great one baby," she said turning around to face me. "Best one in a while." I leaned in towards her to kiss her, the spray off the shower running down both our bodies as we held each other. "Your parents are really nice. After meeting your dad it explains a lot about you."

"I'll take that as a compliment."

"You should. He's a good guy. Not that I really needed an explanation about why the guy I'm falling in love with is so great."

"What did you say?" I asked, wiping the wet hair from her brow.

"I said that I'm falling for you, you retard. And you were supposed to kiss me deeply and return the sentiment, not ask "What did you say?"." She playfully pushed me and laughed. I grabbed her and kissed her deeply.

"I'm falling hard for you too Heesh."

"Much better," she said with a giggle, kissing me back. Elisha and I were definitely getting serious, and for some reason, I was alright with that. For some reason, I always thought if I got serious with a girl, it be the end of the "real" me. But she likes the "real" me. She's falling for the "real" me.

This is going to be an interesting ride, to say the least. Hope I'm prepared for it.



Benefits Ch. 06



None of the events in the following story occurred. It's all fiction people.





I had woken up at around 12:25 that day. Elisha was still asleep in my bed. After a long night comprising of a Kevin Smith movie marathon, with intermissions of fooling around between movies. First thing I saw was her smiling in her sleep. This woman actually smiled in her sleep. And I could never get tired looking at it, a combination of serene and excited if such a thing could exist. She liked cheesy horror movies, low and high brow comedy, she was a beauty beyond definition, she slept till one in the afternoon on a normal day and she downed a bottle of JD for her 21st birthday. She was every guy's dream. And she was with me. 

I arose from my spot next to her and slipped on my boxers and headed towards the kitchen. Don't know why, but for some reason I just felt the urge to make her a big breakfast. She usually didn't want that type of food unless she somehow woke up in the morning, or at least still awake from the night before. But in my mind, I was pretty much determined in making this an enjoyable breakfast for her in any way I could. I spent a good 40 minutes making it for her. Blueberry pancakes with syrup & butter, Belgian waffles with whipped cream & strawberries, sausage and bacon. I filled two glasses and set them on the bed tray. One glass of milk, one of orange juice. I picked up the tray and headed to my bedroom, where she still was laying fast asleep, the smile still emblazoned on her face. I set the tray down on the night stand and moved over to kiss her, my lips pressing to hers causing her eyes to flutter open, and her smile become even wider, flashing me her complete smile. 

"Morning," she said, lifting herself up slightly in bed, leaning her back on my headboard. "What's all this?"

"Well, I thought I'd treat you with an insanely good breakfast to start your day," I said, kissing her on the neck. "And I do believe that this is a better way to start your day than Bagel bites."

"Hey, the commercials say pizza anytime," she said with a giggle, grasping the glass of orange juice and taking a sip. "But I suppose this will have to do." I lifted the tray over her midsection, and sat next to her as she dug in. "Aren't you gonna have anything?"

"No babes, I'm fine," I said. "Had an omelette when I first got up."

"Come on Chef Boyardee, I can't finish this all myself."

"All right Heesh, I'll help you with it. But this is going RIGHT to my hips."

"Don't worry 'bout that, I'll love ya anyway." I got up to get myself a set of silver ware and took my place next to her. I dug into the waffle first, getting a big bite covered in cream. As I put the bite in my mouth, some of the whipped cream was obviously going to hit the outside of my mouth. It's the law of whipped cream. But before I could pick up a napkin, Elisha stopped my hand in mid grasp and shook her there finger in the "uh-uh" pattern, and bent over to my face and slowly licked the cream off, depositing a bit of it in my mouth with a deep kiss before she went back to her meal. After that, she seemed to purposely drizzle some syrup from her bite of pancake onto her right breast, which I eagerly, albeit slowly, licked off and up to her mouth, returning the kiss she had given me.

"You know, I'd hate to see your sheets get ruined because I'm such a sloppy eater," she said, placing her silver ware on the tray again. "Maybe you should feed me. Make sure I don't make a mess." I picked up the tray and once again placed it on the night stand, and took a position sitting in front of Elisha on my bed. She sat her self straight up to face me as I reached over to the tray, picking up a plump strawberry, making sure to cover it in whipped cream. I brought it to her face, beckoning her to open her mouth wide, to let her tongue stick out, awaiting the food. As soon as she had placed her waiting palette out, I swirled the cream covered strawberry around her tongue, but only gently grazing it with the swirl, before gently placing it on her tongue, my fingers now only lightly grasping the small leaves of the fruit and she bit into the berry and ate it, slowly swallowing it down, licking her lips to get any juices that may have escaped her mouth. A fork full of waffle and pancake came next, but I didn't bring it to her mouth immediately. Instead, I dragged the sticky sweet bite across her nipples first, gently licking the syrup trail left behind. I drug the bit from her lovely breast up to her neck, and finally into her mouth, licking every last drop of syrup of her body, kissing her deeply after the food had been swallowed.

I asked her to lie down as I removed the remaining covers from her, leaving her completely nude. I picked up another cream-covered strawberry, and went down to her legs, dragging the cream for her right ankle up to the inner thigh, gently licking the trail. I gripped the strawberry by the leaves with my teeth, and drug it from her stomach to her mouth, depositing the strawberry again in her mouth, stealing another kiss before I licked my way back down to her crotch. I planted small kiss on her inner thigh before I traced my tongue to her wet slit. 

I lightly licked at her entrance, slowly bringing my hand down, dragging them slowly from her stomach to her pussy. I brought my tongue to her clit and gently grazed it, eliciting a light gasp from her. Slowly, I inserted my fingers, slightly curved, and began to finger her as I grazed her clit. 

I twisted and pistoned my fingers in and out of her wetness, now writing out words and numbers as best I could on her nub. Her hips were now grinding in my face, her hands tweaking and pinching her nipples as her eyes were shut tight in ecstacy. She let out moans of pleasure through biting down on her lower lip. 

I was about to get ready to send her into orbit when she grabbed me by the head and yanked me up to her face, kissing me deeply, nibbling on my bottom lip as I pulled away. 

"Fuck me," she said, staring into me eyes. "NOW." She darted down and grasped my cock, aiming me at her entrance. Needing no further instruction, I removed my boxers and I thrust myself in, generating a loud groan from both of us. 

She locked her ankles around me, and wrapped her arms around my neck. "What are you waiting for babe, FUCK ME!" I placed my arms at her shoulders and began to thrust in and out of her at a medium pace. "Harder baby...yeaaaaaaah...." On her command, I began to thrust into her harder and faster. She began to moan harder, scratching her nails across my back, moaning through gritted teeth as I fucked her.

I moved myself upward a bit and grabbed her legs, placing them both at my shoulders, giving me a better position to go into her, hopefully making it feel better for both of us. The change in position definitely made a difference in feeling for me as I thrusted into her. Her moaning got louder and more erratic, which was a good sign of her improved enjoyment.

"Fuck yeah baby, feels so good.....don't fucking stop," she groaned, rolling her head on the pillow as I fucked her, sweat forming on her brow.

Another position change came. I leaned back and sat down, as she lowered her self on my cock, facing me. I wrapped my arms around her midsection, her hands returned to my shoulders as we continued. She now met me for every thrust I gave her, her cool blue eyes filled with passion, nibbling and kissing my neck and lips between moans.

She ground into me with every thrust I gave her, making me throw my head back, as if in some attempt to catch up with my eyes that had just rolled back. I moved my head back into place and saw a devilish little smirk cross her face, as I leaned in to kiss her. As the kiss broke, we were still licking at each other's tongues as she rolled us over, she now on top.

Elisha placed her arms at my shoulders now as she rose and fell onto my hard cock, my pelvis rising up now to meet her. I reached down my hand to frig her clit as she road me, sending a noticeable shiver up her spine.

With her moans getting higher, her sentences becoming more mere jarbles of words, I knew her orgasm would soon hit her, as mine would soon hit me. She dug her nails deep into my chest, and bellowed a loud, pleasurable moan as her orgasm hit her. Her pussy clamped down hard on my cock, her entire body shook. Mere seconds afterwards, I let out my own loud groan, and held tightly to her hips as I shot my cum deep into her waiting pussy.

Coming down off her high as was I, she collapsed on my chest, leaving a trail of kisses till she got to my lips, depositing a deep one on them.. She rolled slowly off of me, as I reached around an grabbed her in an embrace.

"Morning sex is the best," Elisha said with a sigh.

"Well, TECHNICALLY, that was afternoon sex." I replied with a smile.

"1:00 P.M. is morning for me smart guy."

"Okay, just pointing it out."

"Uh huh," she said with a giggle. "I'm gonna go take a shower, you wanna join me?"

"You couldn't talk me out of it." I replied. As we both headed to the bathroom, she turned around and looked at me, and hugged me again.

"You know, despite how great that was, you're still not getting out of the premiere," she said giving me a smile and a kiss, then she hopped in the bathroom, with me in tow.

************

"I swear Jakes, you may be a bit morbid," Laura said, handling my Freddy Krueger figure in her hand. "You ever think its odd to have this much of a horror fixation?"

"As opposed to being focused 90% of the time on the horizontal mambo?" I asked from my seat, putting on my chucks.

"Hey, it works for me." She put down the figure and sat on my couch's arm. "Come on Turtle Man, how slow can you possibly tie that damn shoe?"

"That depends on whether or not you're still sane?"

"Kid, I was never sane," she said with a smile. "Now let's get out of here and look for you a nice tux."

"You know Red, I never pinned you much for a fashion plate. You dress nice and all, but you never seemed to show a huge interest in it."

"I don't have a huge interest in it, I just have a knack for styling others, which is why you're gonna be lookin' good when I'm done with you Jake-O. You'll be stylin' and profilin'."

"Like Ric Flair?"

"Jake, how you ever get any chances to fuck hot women is beyond me sometimes," she said, rolling her eyes.

"I never heard you complain."

"Just shut up and let's get going."

*******

We arrived at some tux place at around 3 or so. We walked in, both looking somewhat out of place, but myself much more so than Laura, with my concert t-shirt, jeans, and dirty Chucks. One of the clerks at the store came up to us. The jerkwad gave me a major snooty look.

"Hello there!," he exclaimed, shaking mine and Laura's hands. "My name is Robert, is there anything I can help you with?"

"Well, my friend Jake here is in desperate need of a tux, so he can look a lot less like the world's biggest slob, at least for a night," Laura said, a smirk on her face. "I came along to help this poor soul out. Kinda like charity. So if you could steer us towards some nice lookin' tuxes, I can take it from there."

"Right this way then please," the clerk said, leading us towards the tux section. Laura looked around some of the displays eyeing certain things, picking up others, before she selected a few things and threw them at me, causing a sloppy catch from myself.


"Try that on. Come out. Pretty sure that's the right combo. Might be wrong though. But go do it."

"Whatever," I said in a defeated tone, slowly shuffling to a changing room. As I put on the tux, I swear I heard Laura talking to someone. Most likely the clerk to get his number, so I shrugged it off. When I had finished putting the Penguin suit on, I looked in the mirror, to see my nightmare. It was frightening. I looked more "Michael Bolton" than "Nikki Sixx". I hate tuxes. I walked out to see another site. Mila and Dyl were standing there with Laura, look of shock on the face of Dyl.

"You owe me $20 Dyl," Mila said, holding her palm out, receiving a bill from Dyl. 

"20 bucks for what?" I asked, walking over to the trio.

"Simple bet really," Mila said. "He simply thought you wouldn't go all out for a tux. Thought you'd go for something more relaxed. I knew different, and VOILA! I get 20 bucks."

"You look like a tool dude," Dyl said. "Total Bolton fan."

"I think he looks fuckin' hot," Laura interjected, smacking Dyl on the back of the head. "Probably my best work yet."

"Yeah, you look good Jake," Mila replied. "Not green short pants good, but good." She giggled as the sentence was finished.

"Green short pants?" Laura asked with a raised eyebrow.

"It was Halloween! I was 9. And that's all you're gonna hear."

"Well, I still think you look like a total douche," Dyl said. "And I lost 20 bucks because of it."

"You know, I just think you're jealous of Jake here looking cleaned up while you still look like a reject from Day Of The Dead," Laura said. "Bet you I could make you look damn smooth. You bring a car?"

"Yeah, why?" Dyl asked.

"'Cause you're staying behind with me so I can suit you up."

"Says who?"

"Me. And the fact you can't say no to any woman who's hot and you have a slight shot at banging."

"God dammit," Dyl said under his breath.

"Okay then," I said. "Have fun there. I'm gonna pay for this and then drop Mila off where ever she needs to go. See you guys later." Mila and I began to walk off, when I remembered I needed to ask Dyl if the new books had come in. But when I turned around, I couldn't see either of them. I heard some moaning coming from the changing room though. I just continued walking towards the counter, grinning to myself.

*********

"So what are you going to do with the 20 bucks?" I asked Mila, driving to her place to drop her off. 

"I could go on a spree at the dollar store," she said. From anyone else, it'd be a joke, but I knew she was serious about that bit.

"Come on, I'd save it, just to rub Dyl's nose in it."

"Why?"

"That's half the fun of winning a damn bet."

"I still have much to learn about the rules of guys."

"Next lesson is why monkeys are so damn funny no matter what." We sat in the car quiet for a bit before she asked a question.

"So why are you doing this premiere thing?" 

"I don't know really. She asked me in the middle of something, a situation where I'd easily say yes to anything. I was caught at a weak point. Now I'm stuck looking like the James Bond of the small bus."

"You don't look as bad as you think you do. You look rather dashing."

"Bullshit."

"Well, I'd do you."

"Who are you, Laura?" We both laughed at that, but I was honestly kind of shocked. Mila wasn't the type to speak that out loud.

"I'm serious Jake, you're looking totally Bond. Connery level."

"Oh come on, Short Stuff, NO ONE is Connery level. Except Connery himself."

"Oh I don't know Jake, in the right light......"

"Whatever Kunis," I said, cracking up. "This from the girl who loves the Roger Moore flicks."

"Jake, I'm a Russian woman. I would think I would know something about a Connery-level handsomeness."

"Why's that?"

"Duh, Bond always seduced the Russian women in his movies Mr. Mind. I thought you were a movie buff."

"Well yeah, but I've always been more Freddy Krueger and Ash than James Bond and Remington Steele."

"Okay. Just saying you look handsome."

"Thanks then......but I'd prefer being the ruggedly handsome Han Solo or Indiana Jones type."

"I just can't win can I?" she asked, playfully punching me in the arm.

"Nope," I replied with a grin. "But that's what best friends are for."

"Yeah," she said, resting her head on my shoulder. She had done such an action many time before, but this was the first time it had ever made me feel uncomfortable though. 

******************

I walked back in my door and headed towards my bedroom to lay out my tux on the bed. As I walked to the kitchen afterwards, I noticed I had a message on my answering machine. I pressed play.

"Hey Jake, it's Elisha," the machine played. "Just calling to tell you I have to stay late on the set, and won't be by your place til about eight. Don't be pissed, I promise to make this inconvenience up to you baby. Love you. Bye."

Well, I was pretty much on my own for at least 4 hours. So I did what any red-blooded American male would do. I popped in my Bride Of Chucky DVD and nuked myself some frozen pizza. Unfortunately, that only ate up about 90 minutes, so I popped in another DVD, Strangeland. An underrated flick that I can never get enough of. After that, I decided to hop in the shower. Actually renting the tux made me feel dirty. Michael Jackson sleep over dirty. 

I hopped in and just let the hot water run over me. I was fucking tense. I know it sounds idiotic, but tuxes make me insanely uncomfortable. Like a total wine drinker. Still, Elisha wanted me to go, and for being how great she was, I couldn't decline, no matter how much I dreaded going to the film premiere. It was important to her, her first real starring role, and she wanted me there. I understood that. I just didn't get why I had to dress like a total douche. I would have taken a partial douche or full dumbass.

Then again, Elisha would of course be dressed to the nines. A nice classy dress, or something along those lines. Like really extravagant present wrapping. All the more fun to remove to get to the gift. Just the thought of what she COULD be wearing was enough to start to get me hard. Since I was going to be alone for a while, I just decided to take of myself right then and there.

I was at it for a bit, into it, Elisha in my thoughts. Soon enough, I was at my breaking pint, when the shower door opened, Elisha standing before me, completely nude.

"You just couldn't fucking wait could you?" she asked playfully, stepping in with me. "Hope you don't mind Crackerjack, got kind of dirty on the set, need to wash up. You don't mind do you?" A wicked smile crossed her face as she leaned in to kiss me. 

"Wanna help me wash up?" she asked. I simply nodded in response. She turned her back to me and leaned against the shower wall. "Wash my back." I grabbed the soapy wash cloth and ran it slowly down her back. I rung it out in the middle, watching the sudsy water rolldown the small of her back and down into her crack. I leaned into her and nibbled on the nape of her neck, licking my way to her ear lobe, getting an excited sigh from her. I reached my hands around to her front, one to massage and play with her breasts, the other to tease her clit.

My left hand began to tweak and pinch at her nipples, alternating between right and left, getting a small moan to escape her beautiful lips. As I was at that, I reached my right down to her clit, lightly brushing over her aroused nub, getting louder, more excitable moan from her.

"Baby...oh fuck...Jake..." she muttered, her eyes shut.

"What is it Lish?" I asked, smiling as I worked on her clit.

"I need you inside me baby," she gasped. "Fuck me...fuck me baby."

"You want my cock Lish? Tell me how much you want my hard cock."

"Baby, please," she said, wiggling her ass in front of me, becoming me. "I need you inside me. Fill me....fuck me...pleeeaaasssseeee......" I lowered myself down as she opened herself up for me. I lined my hard dick with her slit and thrust myself into her, getting a loud moan to escape us both.

I kept massaging and teasing her clit with my right hand, as my left one reached out to cover and hold hers planted on the shower wall. She turned her head and snaked her tongue out, meeting mine as we enclosed in a kiss. I could feel her pleasureful moan echo in my mouth, its sound waves meeting with my own.

I began to thrust in her harder, to the point where she was pressed tightly between the shower wall and myself.




Benefits Ch. 06



"Are you okay?" I asked, gasping as I thrust into her.

"Yes babes...keeep goinggg...so fucking close...make me cum...make Elisha cum....." she replied in a breathless voice. I obliged to her demand, and continued my thrusting and the frigging of her clit.

With every thrust I made into her, Elisha thrusted back, her velocity matching or at least coming close to mine each time. Her moans were becoming erratic, more like growls. Every time I swivelled my hips to better drive into, she met me in a return, grinding into my while I was inside her completely. The views I got of her face were of shut eyes, focused on the sex at hand, and gritted teeth. Soon enough, the thrusting, the stroking of her clit, everything came crashing down on her, as her orgasm hit her.


"FFFFUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!!!!" she moaned loudly, a smile crossing her face as her pussy clamped down on my cock, ending my struggle to hold back for almost instantaneously, as I shot my hot cum into her waiting pussy. 

I was catching my breath as I withdrew from her. She quickly spun around, graabbed me by my face, and kissed me deeply.

"I've come to a decision baby," she said in between breaths.

"What's that?"

"You're definitely a keeper."

"Now that's a pressure of my back, and a load off your wallet, what with the rental fees and all."

*********

"Come on Jake, do it for me," Elisha pleaded, laying in my bed, clothed only in my Duff Beer Delivery man shirt.

"No, I look like a friggin' wine drinker," I replied.

"Please....Laura and Mila got a peak, and when was the last time either of them wore a shirt that said "Lick It Up"?" 

"Fine," I said, a defeated tone in my voice. "But please, leave the sarcastic comments to a minimum."

"I promise nothing," she replied with a giggle. "Now come on Zoolander, put on that tux and show me 'Magnum'." With a grunt I got up and headed to the bathroom with the tux. About ten minutes later I resurfaced, but doing the Zoolander model act. Hey, she asked for it. I waited for a laugh from her, but all I saw was a stunned look on her face.

"What is it Heesh? I look like a total tool don't I?"

"Oh God no,"she replied, getting up from her position and walking towards me. "Damn Crackerjack....just damn."

"Oh come on Heesh...."

" I mean it. I have never seen ANYONE look as handsome as you do right now. If we weren't already dating I would be speechless. Teenage girl dumbfounded speechless."

"Really?" I asked, a smile creeping out and she wrapped her arms around my neck.

"Yes. I know you don't like tuxes, but....have I already said damn? I think you just got me all wet again."

"Oh, now you're just laying it on really thick Lish."

"Wanna check?" she said, with a smile and a cocked eyebrow. I slid my hand under the shirt and slid my fingers into her snatch, which was like she said, very wet.

"I'll be damned," I said. "You want another round?"

"I'm going to regret this later, but I have a really fucking early day tomorrow, so I can't. But I guarantee you, GUARANTEE, you'll be getting a very special treat on premiere night. I promise."

"Better than a Scooby Snack?"

"Jake, if Shaggy could get what I am going to give you, he would have ditched that dog and those other dipshit kids years ago."

********

"So, what did Laura end up giving you?" I asked Dyl as we lounged behind the counter of the shop.

"What, you mean like a blazer or that damn Bolton suit you got?" he replied.

"No, I mean a handjob, head, or the whole nine yards?"

"A gentleman never tells you simple-minded gimboid."

"Yeah, but you're no gentleman Dyl."

"Good point, but I still ain't tellin'. I piss her off, I may never get any action from her again."

"Fine, I'll just ask Laura what went down when she comes by today."

"WHAT?" And with that, almost as if on cue, Laura walked through the door.

"Hey there Jake-Off, Dyl," she said with her usual smirk.

"Yo Red," I replied. "You got my CDs?"

"Yeah yeah," she replied, reaching into her purse and handing me the four.

"What did you think?" I asked.

"Well, Ace's was the best, like you said. The others I just couldn't get into that much."

"What're you talking about?" Dyl asked.

"Jake Frehley here forced the KISS solo albums on me, trying to get me to "see the light" and get wet at the mere mention of "Shout It Out Loud"."

"Um, that song's not even on any of those CDs Red," I said to her.

"Oh, stop being so damn anal," she replied.

"Never thought I'd hear you say that," I said with a laugh as she slugged me in the arm.

"So, how's business today? Usual stragglers and perverts viewing the Kama Sutra?"

"Why, looking for a date?" I joked. "But seriously, nothing but me trying to find out what you and Dyl here did in that dressing room."

"Oh, that all?" she asked matter-of-factly. "All we did was fuck. He pinned me against the wall and went to town. Not too shabby actually. We had to stop halfway through to turn me around because he couldn't hold me up anymore. You really need to work on your upper-body strength there Dyl old chap."

Dyl just stood there, his mouth agape with shock. "I gotta go sit down for a second," he said as he headed for my office and fell face first one the couch. Laura burst out laughing.

"What's his prob Jake?" she asked, catching her breath from the laughter fit.

"Oh, I just don't think he was quite prepared for such, openness I suppose," I replied. "He should be mobile in about ten minutes."

"Well, tell him I said "bye", I just came by to drop the CDs off. Later on Jake."

"See ya 'round Red." With Laura out the door, I went over to Dyl still face down on my couch.

"You can get up now assclown," I said, poking him in the back.

"You're such a dick," he said, his voice muffled by the couch cushion.

"Come on, I gave you fair warning about asking her."

"I thought you were bluffing," he said, slowly rising to a sitting position.

"I never bluff. How little ye know me."

"Let's get off of my dealings with the opposite sex, shall we?"

"Dealings Dyl? Being a bit generous to one's self aren't we?"

"Oh fuck you dipshit."

"Moi? A dipshit? You wound me pigfucker."

"I should kill you for that shit you pulled in front of Laura."

"Stop being such a fucking baby."

"Fine, fine," he said, defeated in our battle of the small bus wits. "But I got a serious question for you man. One that I really want your answer on."

"Fine, fine, shoot Dyl, what's the question?"

"Would you mind if I asked Mila out?"

"Huh?" I asked, very confused. "Snce when do you have a thing for Mila?"

"Since always really, I just never wanted to say a thing because of how you felt about her. But now that you and Elisha are wub birds, I figured you wouldn't mind if I gave it a shot."

"Mind?" I asked. I shouldn't care about it. Why would I give a rat's ass? Mila and I had finally settled thigs betwen us. Friends, and that's it. But this got to me on some level. "Naw, of course I don't mind Dyl. Why should I?"

"That's great!" he said with jump. "I'll ask her next time I see her. Thanks dude."

"No need to thank me. Not like you needed my permission to begin with."

***************

It was around six at night. I was putting the finishing touches on my tux. Nothing too big really, just straightening the bow tie, making sure everything looked kosher. But what happened earlier was still on my mind. Dyl and Mila? Since when? In what universe? Why? What the Hell? And why did I even care? I had Elisha in my life, and things were perfect. But why the Hell did this bother me so damn much? I had to push it out my mind. Elisha was going to be here soon. 

It was around that time I realized I still had no clue what she was going to be wearing. Never occurred to me to ask after the shower rendevous. Guess I'd find out tonight though. I just hoping my thoughts didn't have the same effect as last time. I wouldn't have time, or the luck to have someone help, relieve the tension this time around.

I decided to sit down and watch the tube as I waited. I sat in an Al Bundy-esque pose and flipped it on. I settled on watching a Reno 911 episode until Elisha arrived.

I wasn't waiting long. I didn't even get through 10 minutes of the episode when I heard the door bell ring. I turned the tube of and got up to open the door. I was instantly floored by what I saw. There she was, the epitome of beauty. Her hair done up, a few strands falling to her face. A nice gold necklace was around her neck. She wore an ankle length black dress with a slit running up her right leg, her shoes were black strap heels. And my jaw was on the floor in reaction.

"Might wanna close your mouth there hon, that drool could leave a stain on your carpet," she said, placing her hand under my chin, playfully closing my mouth.

"God Heesh, you look beautiful," I managed to get out. "I mean cripes babe, I've never seen anyone look so beautiful."

"Thanks babe," she replied, a bit of a blush coming over her face. "You ready?"

"Yeah," I replied, holding my arm out for her. "Let's go."

***********

I was lounging in the back of the limo with Elisha, a bit taken aback by how extravagant this particular one was. I saw the TV.

"This thing get Comedy Central baby?" I asked, turning it on.

"Don't know, knock yourself out in that brave search," she said with a snicker, as I flipped through the channels. I actually did come across Comedy Central, and watched the rest of Reno 911 with her on the way to the premiere.

"Now Jake, I want you to be prepared for this movie," she said to me in a serious tone. "I'm doing some pretty fairly intense stuff."

"What do you mean?" I asked. "You told me you don't get naked, not that I would have cared if you did."

"Well, I kiss a chick in the film, simulate a blowjob, simulated sex scenes, appear in skimpy clothes, things like that."

"And why would I care about that?"

"Well, some guys would feel uncomfortable if they saw their girlfriend on the big screen moaning like she was having the grand daddy of all orgasms."

"Well, not me. I could care less really. To me, it's a movie that's just a great opportunity for the girl I love. Why would I care? The guys watching only get to wish to be with you. I don't have to wish, except for those times when you're not there of course, or I make some crack about Canada. And even if I had a problem with it, I would have no right to say anything about it. Not like it's something you can change with a finger snap."

"You mean it Jake?"

"YES. Now if you were in a Barbra Streisand movie, I'd be a bit tiffed."

"Ah, I see," she replied with a giggle. "I guess even the level headed man of today has his limits."

"Oh yeah, definitely," I said with a smile as she kissed me on the cheek.

************

After the red carpet stuff, which I have found odd when just watching it on TV, we headed into the theatre and sat down. Soon, the room darkened and the film started.

As I watched the movie, I could feel Elisha looking at me on occasion, for some sign of how I felt about the movie. In the corner of my eye, I saw her smile whenever I laughed. Some of the scenes got a certain rise out of me, or at least a part of my body, which I am not sure she noticed.

Before long, the film was over. Everyone got up and began exiting. Many began walking to the after party, but Elisha guided me towards our limo.

"Where are we going babes?" I asked.

"To get your present for tonight," she said with a smirk. "And you can only get it at your place."

Upon that, I hurriedly rushed to the limo door and opened it for her, hopping in right behind her, quickly shutting the door. As soon as I hopped in, she grabbed me by the back of my neck and pulled me into her, kissing me deeply. She lay her self down on the seat of the limo, me on top, the both of us madly kissing and licking each other.

I slid my hands to her shoulders and swiftly took down the straps of her dress, pulling it down further to expose her breasts to me. I moved my head down to kiss them. I sucked her right nipple into her mouth, nibbling on it gently. I felt her hands rifle through my hair, excited breaths coming from her mouth.

Soon, she pushed me from on top of her, leaving me sitting in my seat as she got up as well. She soon moved from her seat, and soon Elisha was on her knees in front of me in the limo.

"I thought I had to wait till we got to my place for the present," I said, a bit out of breath.

"Oh, this isn't the real present, this is just a bit of fun before we get there," she replied with a smile. She went to my pants and undid them, freeing my dick, now at full mast. She hovered her mouth over the head, darting her tongue out to give it a quick lick. She moved her head down to the base of the shaft and slowly licked back up to the crown, planting a kiss on the head, sucking up the precum that had already began to develop. She wrapped her lips around the head slowly took me all the way in, eventually getting all of me inside her mouth. She held me inside for a good 40 second before slowly releasing me, her back teeth grazing against the sensitive skin, making my eyes roll back a bit as I gasped. 

A wicked smile came across her lips as she slowly started jacking me, sucking and kissing my balls. She sucked the right one into her mouth, rolling it as best she could, as her hand jacked me off, taking the occasional break for her fingers to tickle and tease my cockhead. Soon, my left ball got a similar treatment, and almost immediately after she licked and kissed her way back up my slick cock, taking it into her mouth again, bobbing her head up and down it at a medium pace, taking the time out randomly to focus her tongue on my head, twirling it around the head in a pleasure tornado. 

I moved my hand around her head, guiding her up and down as she drove me closer and closer to the point of no return.

"Cum for me baby," Elisha said, jacking me swiftly. "Cum for Elisha. Shoot your hot cum down my throat." She resumed her treatment once again, bobbing her head up and down much faster, sending me over the edge. I began to thrust into her mouth without control, and with a loud growl, a shot my cum down into her throat. A rather large one as well, I felt I must have shot at least 6 healthy doses into her awaiting mouth. When I was done, she removed her mouth from my cock, showing me the amount of cum in her mouth, and swallowed it all, making an "Ahhhh" sound when she was done, as if she had just had a sip of water after wandering through a desert.

Right when I was about to return the favor, we had gotten to my place. She thanked the driver as we rushed into my place. As soon as my door was shut, we met in a savage embrace, my hands immediately reaching for her straps once again, pull her dress halfway down her abdomen. We stumbled our way to my bedroom.

Her back to the wall, I knelt down and lifted her right leg over my shoulder. I reached under the skirt and tore off her panties with a quick rip, getting a yelp and a smile from her.

I latched my mouth around her opening, darting my tongue in and twisting it around. I nibbled on her clit gently, teasing it with my teeth as I began to thrust two of my fingers in, twisting them similarly.

I eagerly lapped at her clit, taking breaks to suck on it roughly as I fingered her.

"Fuck yeah Jake," she said in a broken voice. "Eat my pussy...make me cum baby....give me....oh fuck..." I continued at my frenzied pace, now movie my left hand to her firm ass, giving it a playful slap as I ate her out. Then slowly, very slowly, I slid my hand toward her asshole, and slowly slid my index finger in, eliciting a gasp from her.

Soon, the attention began to show it's wear on her. She began to grind hard into my face, and her breaths became shorter, and her sentences became nonsensical. 

"FUCK YES!!!!!" cried Elisha, as her juices flooded over mouth face and hand. I stood up to face her, but she quickly turned around and bent over. "Time for your present for being such a good boyfriend Jake." She lifted her dress till her ass was exposed to me completely. "Fuck my ass Jake. Fuck it hard." 

I knelt down behind her and licked her asshole, hoping the saliva I'd leave would be enough to lubricate it. I stood up again and lined my cock up with her puckered hole, and slowly pressed the head in. A low growl came from Elisha, her teeth gritted and her eyes shut.

Slowly, I worked my way into her tight ass, inch by inch, until I was completely in.

"You okay?" I asked. "We can stop if you want."

"Fuck Jake, just keep going," she replied in a breathless tone. Since I had been given the okay, I grabbed on to her hips and began to thrust in and out of her ass. She was amazingly tight. Made me think this was her first time having anal sex, which actually made me feel good about myself, that she was offering this up to me. I smiled to myself as I fucked her. 

"Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck," she moaned, moving her left hand down to her clit, frigging herself as I fucked her. I began to thrust into her bit harder now, slapping her ass playfully on occasion, which in itself got yelps and wicked smiles from her. I moved on of my hands down to hers to join her in the attack on her clit.

Sweat was heavily forming on my brow, drops of it beading up and falling on Elisha's ass. My thrusts were becoming harder and harder, I could feel my orgasm building up inside of me. I wasn't sure how long I could hold out, but I wanted to wait until she came. I mean Hell, if she was going to offer up her ass, the least I could do is make sure she came. I started to take more control of the treatment her clit was giving. The double stimulation she was receiving on it was enough to get her more into this than she would initially, but with the new, more frenzied effort I was giving, it sent her to her bliss.

"YEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSSSSsssssssssssssssssssss......" she groaned, her head hanging down, exhausted for the experience, but still propping herself up, waiting for me to reach my release. She wouldn't be waiting long though. A few more thrusts and a loud growl later, I let loose up her ass, shooting my seed deep into her bowels. After taking a few deep breaths , we both moved a bit and fell forward onto my bed. I leaned over and kissed her, my dick now softening enough for me to pull out with a barely audible pop. Too tired to even form words anymore, we fell asleep.

********

I woke up at around five in the morning, and Elisha wasn't there to my surprise. I got up and went to the kitchen to see her getting some ice cream and watching a movie, wearing a white t-shirt now.

"Hey," I said with a smile, hugging her from behind.

"Mmmm, hi," she said, turning around and kissing me.

"That was great Heesh. Amazing."

"I was there Jake, I think I have a grasp on how good it was."

"So, what're you watching babe?"

"Eh, just popped in a Family Guy DVD, nothing major."

"What you eating?"

"Chocolate ice cream."

"Mind if I have a bite?" I asked, walked towards her.

"Well, you did buy the ice cream, and you are my boyfriend, so......I guess." I reached into a drawer and grabbed a spoon and got a spoonful. I then lifted her shirt up a bit and drizzled a bit on her stomach. "What are you doing?"

"Thanking you," I said with a smirk. I slowly licked the trail of ice cream down to her pussy. I moved my head and licked along her thigh at first, slowly dragging my tongue to her opening, where I very lightly licked across it, causing her eyes to flutter a bit. I stuck my tongue into her opening, and gently licked around inside it, getting a very low moan from her. I also caught in my eyes, the view of Elisha biting her lower lip and massaging her breasts etching itself into my mind.

Once again, I called in my fingers to aid my mouth in bringing Elisha off. As my mouth located and nibbled on her clit, my fingers crooked themselves as if on instinct and began their work inside of her, thrusting and twisting, trying to hit every single last velvet nook of her box. 




Benefits Ch. 06



Meanwhile, my tongue decided to brush up on it knowledge of calligraphy on the surface of her sensitive nub. I felt her roughly running her fingers through my hair, forcing my face deeper into her wet pussy, which really isn't such a bad place to be pushed when you think about it.

Elisha began to buck her hips into my face, her orgasm now hitting her. I felt her pussy clamp around my fingers as she flooded my face with her cum, and loud moan escaping her mouth before she draged me up by face to plant a kiss on my face.

"Babe...oh...not that I didn't appreciate that, but what brought it on?" she asked.

"Just my way of thanking you for being...well....you," I said sheepishly.

"You're such a dork," she replied with a giggle. "Lucky for you I think dorks are hot."

We both sat down on the couch and watched the DVD. After a few episodes, she put her head on my shoulder.

"Hey Jake, mind if I ask you a question?" she asked.

"Shoot babe."

"Was something on your mind at the premiere tonight? On the walk down the carpet, you seemed a million miles away"

"Nothin' babes," I replied. It was a lie though. The thought of Mila and Dyl still nagged in the back of my mind. It had been that entire day, but I couldn't let her know that. "Just the whole dress code thing I guess." That's believable........

"Why was it such a problem?"

"Because I fuckin' hate tuxes. No one but James Bond looks good in them. They're frickin' penguin suits."

"You didn't have to wear one you know."

"Yeah, but I figured since it was a big thing for you, you'd want me to wear one, so I sucked it up and did it. You deserve someone who doesn't look like a total gimp."

"Well, thanks I guess. But just for the record, you looked damn good in the tux. It was all I could do not to drag you to the bathroom during the movie and take you right there."

"Bullshit," I replied, looking her right in the eyes.

"I'm serious. I already think you're something special, otherwise I wouldn't be allowing you to ravage me like the savage you are," she said with a giggle. "But that tux made you look really regal. I'm not saying I'd want you in it everyday, you wouldn't be you then. But it was a nice look on you."

"Well thank you Heesh."

"You're welcome Crackerjack." She put her head on my lap to lay down, and soon enough fell asleep. I followed suit too. I don't know how I got such a lady, but I really hoped nothing would screw it up. But then I remembered, when it comes to women, I usually have the good ol' Parker luck. And with Mila once again on my mind, it looked like the luck was back, and man oh man, was it PISSED.



Benefits Ch. 07



All the events in the following story are completely and totally false. Every word presented is a word of fiction, because not one iota of it occurred. So in other words, this never happened, it's all fiction people.


"Sure you don't want me to go along with you Heesh?" I asked, helping Elisha with her packing. She was going to Canada for a week to visit her family. 

"I'm telling you Jake, I'll be fine," she said, planting a kiss on my cheek. "It's just for a week. Figured I'd drop by, see how everyone's doing."

"Why can't I join you on this epic quest babe?"

"Because I feel bad enough you've taken so much time off from your store already, I don't want you taking anymore. Besides, I want to ease them into the idea of me being with a guy who's not a total ass. I've run into a few of them, and the shock of me actually being with a nice guy might be too much for them."

"All right. I'll accept that as your answer. But you will have to pay me back big time when you get back."

"Well, I think I'll brainstorm some ideas, get with a think tank, then decide the best way to repay you for leaving you all on your lonesome for a week, you poor baby," she said, kissing me on the lips. "Besides, we still have tonight to spend together before I'm off."

"You are correct my lady," I said, sweeping her up into my arms and laying her down her bed. "And since I figure Monopoly isn't the best way to send you off......." I put my face to her neck and started kissing her, leading with my tongue to meet her lips in another kiss.

"Wait a second, I could have had Monopoly?" she asked. "What a gip!" She giggled as she kissed me again.

"If it makes you feel any better, I had already called the race car," I said with a smile as she removed my shirt and threw it to the floor. I reached to her blouse and delicately began to unbutton and open it up. As soon as the unveiling was done, I helped her remove the blouse, and it soon joined my shirt one the floor of her room.

Elisha soon turned the table, pushing me onto the bottom position. She straddled herself over my legs as she undid my belt, delivering her trademark smirk. Soon enough, my belt was unbuckled, the opening to my pants soon followed. She creeped up off the bed, and slowly slid my pants down, leaving me in boxers, which she also removed.

I was gong to get up to join her when she signaled me to stay in position. She moved herself into her bathroom, her stereo remote in hand. The only thing I saw was her hand. She pressed a button on the remote, and "Crazy" by Aerosmith began playing. As soon as Steven Tyler uttered those words, 'C'mere baby', she was out, dressed in her bra, a white blouse, a pair of white cotton panties, and a fedora. The fedora was tilted, barely covering her face, but I could tell as soon as she spun and pointed to me, she was lip-synching this song.

She started moving her hips to the song, twirling herself as completely as she could around her bedpost. She faced me from the front of the bed, and undid her bra, twirling it in the air and throwing it towards me, a smile crossing her face. She kept the blouse closed over her breasts, only allowing teasing peaks, small giggles escaping her lips with every flash. She turned her back to me, and slowly began to slink the blouse of, showing me her smooth back, her wicked smile meeting my eyes.

Slowly, the shirt completely fell to the floor, but she quickly drew one of her arms over her breasts and used the other to bring her hand to her face in a feigned look of shock. She quickly turned her back to me again, and started to move her hips back and forth to the drum beat, her thumbs looped around her panties, slowly edging them down. Soon, they were completely down. She lifted them up and tossed them to me from over her shoulder. She turned her head around and gave me a sly wink, and she then threw the fedora towards me. Unfortunately, she didn't take into account that the hat had almost frisbee qualities, and beaned me in the eye.

"Oh my God baby," she said, dropping the stripper act and running to me. "I'm so sorry."

"Don't worry, doesn't hurt that much," I said, kissing her deeply.

"You sure?"

"Definitely. Now, not to sound too pig like, but may we continue with where we were going?" She gave me a smile and continued kissing me. She got on top of me, and slowly lowered herself onto my dick. She let out a soft moan as I was all the way in her. She moved her hands to mine, and grasped them hard as she began to ride me.

She leaned over to kiss me, licking my lips as she moved her head away. I leaned upwards and took one of her breasts into my mouth, sucking and nibbling on her nipple, as she raked her nails across my back.

I lifted her slightly to a new position, her on bottom now. I cradled the sides of her head with my hands as I began to slowly thrust into her. She moved her head to the side and licked the palm of my hand as I began to move into her faster. She propped herself up on her arms and we moved into a sitting position. 

I reached under and cupped her ass as I began to thrust harder into her, sweat dripping onto her toned stomach as I began to get closer to my orgasm. I reached a hand in between us and began to frig her clit as best I could, getting a definite good response from her, a deep moan emanating from her mouth. She put her arms around my neck as she began to meet me for every thrust, grinding against me in random sections. She removed her arms from around my neck and placed them behind her, leaning on them as I held onto her, thrusting into her. I moved my right hand behind her neck and pulled her in for a kiss, our faces staying close for the duration of our activity. Our eyes locked on one another.

Eventually, it happened, but different this time. We reached our peaks at the exact same moment. No delay between us. As she hit her orgasm, I hit mine. At the exact moment her pussy clamped down, I shot my cum into her. She laid her head onto my shoulder, both of us resting in the afterglow of it all.

"I love you Jake," she whispered into my ear.

"Love you too Elisha," I replied.



***********

"Let me check, I got my rabbit's foot, my lucky penny," Elisha mumbled as she was getting her things together for her trip. "I think I'm good to go."

"Then let's get going my lady," I said, opening the door for her as we walked out. After she locked her door, we hopped into my car.

"I swear babe, I have never seen anyone with so many good luck charms and rituals for getting on a plane," I said to her. "Walking on the plane right foot first, I mean come on, that sounds like a bit too much of fear of sense."

"You're one to talk Crackerjack," she said with a smirk. "What is it your mom says you used to do before any plane ride to visit your uncle? Recite the Green Lantern oath of duty?"

"Hey, now that's legit. I figure JUST IN CASE it's real, I'm at least safe."

"I swear, you are SO lucky I think your dorkiness is sexy," she giggled, kissing me on the cheek.

**************

I gave Elisha a grand goodbye kiss at the gate, and then left to meet Dyl at the store. After the initial shock of the thought of him and Mila together, it soon faded. I was actually kind of happy for him. She seemed receptive to it, and Dyl was pretty happy, so any concern faded form my mind. I was happy, Mila was happy, my little world was safe.

As I walked into the store, I got the picture of Dyl and Mila making out on the counter. And again rose the green-eyed monster, and I ain't talkin' the Hulk.

"You know, I think its against policy to act out the Kama Sutra," I said loudly, startling Dyl enough to fall on the floor. "I mean, Dr. Seuss would certainly be more family friendly."

"Hi there buddy," Dyl said, partially disappointed. "You might try knocking first next time."

"You know I would, but A: its my store, and B: we're open."

"Oh yeah.......," he replied, composing himself a bit.

"Well, I need to be going anyway," Mila said, hopping off the counter and kissing Dyl on the cheek. "Need to be back on set. See you two around. And remember Dyl, you're taking me out tonight."

"Who'd forget something like that?" he said with a smile as she walked out the door. Oddly enough, Mila barely even gave me a wave as she exited. I went behind the counter and gave a smug look to Dyl.

"What?" he asked defensively.

"You don't waste any time do you?" I asked with a smirk.

"You're one to talk. How long was it before you got in Elisha's pants?" he asked

"You're lucky you're my buddy, or I'd take that as implying that my girlfriend is easy."

"Me? I'd never be so bold unless I was sure I could kick your ass."

"As long as we understand each other," I said with a laugh. "But seriously man, I'd try and take it slow with Mila, because if you hurt her, I will rip off your sack and make you where it like a clown nose."

"Hey, I thought you were over her."

"I am, but she's still my best friend, and I don't want her hurt."

"Dude, don't worry, I won't hurt her."

"All righty then."

**************

The day had ended , and I was back at my place. Usually, I could call up Elisha and just hang around with her. But her being in Canada made that a bit tough. I felt nervous about even calling her. This week was about her spending time with her family, so I didn't want to get in the way. But I was alone, and bummed out. I would call Laura to hang out, but she was busy. Mila and Dyl were on their date. Essentially, I was completely bummed out and lonely. It was only 9:00, but I figured I might as well pack it in for the night.

I was about ready to head for the bed when a knock came upon my door. I went to answer it and saw Mila. She was dressed semi casually, black spaghetti strap shirt and a red skirt. She looked good.

"What's up, shouldn't you be with Dyl?" I asked, a bit perplexed.

"Date ended a bit early, he some bad sea food and decided to pack it in," she replied. "So I figured I'd drop by and keep my buddy company while his best girl was out of town."

"How nice of you Short Stack. I was about to pack it in, but why not? Let me get some jeans and a shirt on, we'll go bowling."

"Sounds great."

**********

Something started bothering me as soon as we got in the car. Mila began talking about Dyl, and how great he was. The old jealousy began to stir up again, and fought to the surface EVERY TIME I tried to suppress it, worse than ever. This shouldn't have mattered to me. I loved Elisha, every part of me knew that. But the jealousy. Could Dyl really be as great as she was playing on? Why the Hell did this bother me so much, my two closest friends were together, and happy. Why couldn't I accept Mila being with someone else? The most troubling thing was no matter how much I kept an image of Elisha in my head, it wouldn't stay. The jealousy made me wipe it away.

"Jake, let me ask you a serious question," Mila said as I was lining up a shot. We had decided to skip bowling and shoot some pool when we arrived at the bowling alley.

"What's up Wonder Girl?" I asked as I hit the cue ball, sinking targeted solid 5 into the corner pocket.

"What made you fall for Elisha?"

"What brings this question up?"

"Just wondering."

"Well, if you must know Kunis, I don't know. Something happened that night we went to the concert. I don't know what. Probably had a lot to do with the week we spent hanging out before the show, but something happened, something clicked in me. I saw her in a new light, and I guess the same happened to her. From there, it just all happened. I know I love her, if that's what's you're wondering."

"I'll accept that I guess," she said, lining her shot up.

"Now my turn Shortie," I said. "What do you see in Dyl?"

"What's that supposed to mean?" she asked, leaning on her cue stick.

"You've known him for as long as I have. He's Dyl. Why date him now?"

"Why do you care?"

"I don't, but you got to ask about me and Heesh, so its only fair to balance this out."

"Well, if you must know, there's an odd quality about him. Something at least piques the interest."

"Yeah, but his Muppet impression isn't exactly what I call "sexy personified"," I replied.

"Oh, and complete memorization of every Batman story ever is?" she asked sarcastically.

"Elisha thinks it's a cute quirk."

"So why can't I think the same about Dyl?"

"I don't know, because he's...he's Dyl."

"And that's bad? He's your friend."

"Yeah, but he's DYL. His idea of a romantic night is eating frozen pizza over a viewing of "Debbie Does Dallas"."

"He's not that bad," Mila said, going back to her shot. "Why do you care anyway?"

"I don't but since it's Dyl, it boggles the mind so much," I replied. "Right up there with Sasquatch, the Loch Ness Monster, and Paulie Shore's fame."

"You're being a little harsh," she said, sinking her ball into the side pocket.

"That's because I know him better than you do, and I'm pretty shocked he went for you. No offense Short Stuff, but you're not so much his type."

"How so?"

"Well, you're not a skank for one."

"And what else?"

"You're a bit too smart. But hey, if you two crazy kids like each other, who gives a crap?"

"Glad you see it like that."

"Besides, he's almost like me, without the charm and wit."

"Hardy har wise-ass. I'm so not hung up on you."

"Sure, sure. But in all seriousness, good luck with him. Hope it works out."

"Thanks Superboy, I knew you'd come through."

"Wait a minute there Short Stack," I said. "SuperBOY? I'm all SuperMAN."

"Well in these duo-colored eyes, I see a little boy, unless you can disprove me."

"That a challenge Ms. Kunis?"

"Well duh, Mr Mind."

**************

BY the time midnight rolled around, Mila and I had burst through my door, our tongues intertwined in a deep kiss. I don't know what happened. I had beaten her in the game of pool. We had gotten into my car. And somehow, along the way, something snapped, Maybe it was the dress, maybe it was the whole issue with Dyl rising to the surface again, but whatever it was, combined with my loneliness, I began to do something very stupid that could potentially ruin the most important thing in my life. But at the moment, that wasn't even on my mind.

I lifted her up as she wrapped her legs around my waist. We looked into each others eyes. I saw no love or tenderness, and neither did she. We both saw simple lust, a call which we both had to answer.

I leaned in to her face once again to receive another savage kiss. As that one broke, she nibbled fiercely on my bottom lip. I reached my hand into her skirt and felt the wetness on her panties, and swiftly tore them off, getting a yelp followed by a wicked smile from Mila.

Mila reached down between us and undid my belt and pants. She pulled my underwear down as best she could. I reached a hand down to help them down the rest of the way, leaving my stick prick out in the open air.

I wasted no time in lifting her up and impaling her on my cock in a swift motion, getting a loud groan to come from her, a simple grunt of satisfaction from myself. Her pussy felt incredible. Insanely tight and warm. Better than I had imagined for all these years. I cupped her ass as I began to thrust hard against her, slamming her body into the wall. I took the straps of her shirt down with my teeth, and went to her breasts, sucking on her brown nipples like a beast, nibbling them like a savage.

No words were being said between us. The only noises to be heard were groans, grunts, and the slapping of flesh together. The occasional obscenity came out as well. 

Soon enough, I tired of this position, and lowered her down and moved her to the couch, where I bent her over and entered her roughly from behind. I grabbed onto her shoulders and began to thrust away. If this was any other time, if I was any other set of mind, I'd care if I was causing discomfort, but the animal inside me just wanted her, and vice versa. Though from what I could tell, she was very into what was going on, with her groans getting much louder, and she pushing herself back to meet me for every thrust. She threw her head back in pleasure, and gave me her cool stare of lust again, urging me to push harder, give everything I had. I obliged.

I moved my hands to her hips and thrust in harder then before, the wet slapping getting louder and louder, sweat running down my face, dripping on her back. I leaned over and started tobite on her neck and back, trailing every movement with my tongue. I moved one of my hands to her face, pulling hers toward mine to connect in another savage kiss, once again broken with her nibbling on my lips, soon replaced by nibbling on my fingers.

Soon enough, her orgasm hit her, the pure lust of the act getting to Mila. Her pussy clamped down hard, and with an almost primal growl, she came. I was close, and at any other time in any other mood, I would have come inside her, but I not this time, not now, not here. I pulled out and spun her around, putting my cock in her face, slick with her juices. I put it to her mouth, which she eagerly accepted, bobbing up and down faster and faster, bringing me to my eventual boiling point

With a grunt, I pulled out of her mouth and shot all over her face, the first few shots spraying her forehead and the bridge of her nose. The rest dripped and oozed out on to her outstretched tongue. 

By the time I was finished, cum was dripping from her chin to her breasts. She swallowed what I had left on her tongue and took my sensitive prick into her mouth, cleaning me off. But now that the act had been completed, the euphoria had passed. The lust had passed. The guilt took over. What had I just done?

*************

The morning had come. I didn't get any sleep. The guilt I felt over what I had done wouldn't allow it. Mila had left last night with a simple kiss on the cheek and a giggle, like nothing wrong was done. But I had screwed over one of my closest friends and the woman I loved. I was scum. Lower than scum. I was a Hollywood film producer.

There was only one thing I could do in my head to alleviate this guilt, or at least attempt to. I had to call Elisha, tell her what happened, and hope she would forgive me. I couldn't keep this from her. I picked up my phone and dialed her cell.

"Hello?", Elisha said, her voice as if she was concentrating over the line.

"Elisha, its Jake," I replied.

"Oh hi sweetie," she replied, her voice changing almost instantly. "What's up baby?"

"I have something I need to tell you."

"Okay, but is it going to be a long something? I don't want to be a bitch, but I'm on the way to lunch with some friends and family. Big reunion dealy. Can it wait? Maybe till I get back?"

"Yes," I said. "It can wait. I love you."

"I love you too babes."

I'm scum. Fucking scum. Scum that lacks testicles.

************

I called in sick to work every day that week. I couldn't face Dyl, not after what I allowed to happen. Not after what I did. And if I thought that was tough, what was I going to tell Elisha? What had I fucking done? A few weeks ago, EVERYTHING was right. Now this. One fucking mistake, and I could lose it all. I called Elisha once more to tell her to come to my house straight from the airport.

At around 7:00, a knock came to my door. I answered, and surprisingly Mila was at the door.

"What's up Dork Knight?" she asked, as if nothing had happened. "Are you gonna let me in?"

"Actually, no, Elisha's coming over," I replied. "She and I have something big to talk about."

"Ah," she said, forcing her way inside the house. "So you're going to tell her what happened I'm guessing."

"Yes. I have to."

"Um, why? Do you want to lose her? Did I knock something loose in your head?"

"Because it's the right thing to do Mila. You should tell Dyl. Or I will. What we did was wrong. Wrong to do to the people we care about."




Benefits Ch. 07



"You talk about it like it wasn't enjoyable. I know I enjoyed it, and though all I heard form you were grunts and growls. I'm fairly sure you enjoyed it as well."

"Carnal enjoyment isn't the point Mila. The point is emotional attachment. I don't have the same feelings for you as I do Elisha."

"Meaning?" she asked, a hint of anger in her voice.

"I love Elisha more than anything. You're my best friend. A friend I had unresolved feelings for, but none of the feelings were really love."

"That's what you say. But if that was SO true, then why did you fuck me? Why did you risk this "great relationship" if you didn't have some doubt about that?"

"You wanna know why? I'll tell you. Plain and simple. Leftover lust. That's ALL it was, and its never, NEVER, going to happen again." Saying this seemed to really set Mila off. Her face contorted in anger. An almost Jekyll/Hyde transformation.

"YOU SON OF A BITCH! You think you can just fuck me with no repercussions? You think it's so fucking simple?"

"No, I don't. But I was caught in a weak fucking moment. And I think you were too, if you really are so fucking ga-ga over Dyl."

"Strange how you bring him into this, isn't it?" she asked harshly.

"No, its not," I replied. "If you cared for him, you'd at least feel bad, but I don't sense a damn bit of regret in you, not at all."

"Maybe that's because what we did wasn't wrong. I think a piece of you knows that." With that, she approached me and forced a kiss on me, one I did not return. Rather, I pushed her to the couch, a move that she her reply to was a simple giggle. "You do like it rough don't you?"

"Get out of here, right now," I ordered here sternly. She simply got up with that same smile and walked out. 

"See you around Jakey," she said with a smirk as I slammed the door in her face. What the Hell had come over her? What the fuck was she thinking? As I sat down to sort things out in my head, Elisha walked through the door.

"Hey Jakey," she said, walking towards me and kissing me on the cheek. "I just saw Mila drive off. You two have some fun while I was gone?" 

"Elisha, I need to tell you something," I said, shrugging off the statement.

"Hold that thought Jake," she said rather solemnly, taking a seat next to me on the couch, holding my hand in her's. "I need to tell you something as well, and I think I need to go first."

"Go ahead Heesh."

"O-kayyyy, here it goes. Jake, while I was back home.......I slept with someone else. It was stupid, and right on the spur of the moment. It was an ex, and something just happened, and by the time I even realized what I had done, it was too late." A tear streamed down her right eye. "I'm so sorry baby, I'm so sorry."

******************

After I let Elisha in on my actions, we argued for a long time. Yelling, screaming, tears flowing kind of argument. Eventually we both calmed down, after saying things that could never be taken back of course, as is the way with most arguments.

"Jake," she said, sniffling a little. " I think we need to end this."

"What?" I asked shocked. "No baby, no. Please no. Look, we both fucked up big time. But we still love each other, right?"

"Yes, but that doesn't matter. How can we trust each other?"

"We'll rebuild whatever was lost. If you want me to stop seeing Mila altogether, you've got it, I don't care. Just don't leave me. PLEASE."

"I'm sorry. But I think it's the only way. Don't you think this hurts me too?!? I love you so much...and not only do you do this to me....but I do the same thing to you. I can't be around you anymore Jake. Not after what we've both done."

"Elisha, please........" I was on my knees, pleading with her. "We can work past this. Please sweetie. Being with you is the best thing that has ever happened to me."

"I'm sorry Jake. I'm so sorry baby." She leaned down and gave me a deep kiss, then walked out the door, and most likely, out of my life.

****************

Another new day had come, and with it a new person to confess to. I headed to Dyl's place at the crack of dawn. After I had parked my car, I headed towards his apartment. When I arrived at the door, I heard two voices. I heard Mila and Dyl. Perhaps Mila had come to her senses at last. I decided to listen in as best I could.

"Mila, are you sure this is right, what we're doing?" Dyl asked.

"Of course it is Dyl," she replied. "You and I know Jake is meant for me. This little play we've done, I'll have Jake, and you'll get a bit more respect from him."

"But maybe this isn't the right way to go about it. Maybe he and Elisha would have broken up on their own. You know his luck with blondes."

"Listen Dyl, be happy. It worked. You helped your buddy. It may not look that way, but in the long run, you did, trust me."

"By breaking him up with his girlfriend. Man, I hope he never helps me so much."

**************

I sat in my office, waiting for Dyl to arrive. The lights were completely off. I wans't in the mood for light. I heard the door open, and asked for him to come to my office.

"Yeah, what's up pal?" he asked.

"I'm not so sure you should really use that term with me anymore," I replied.

"What are you talking about dude?"

"Even that may be too formal......"

"Huh?"

"How did she get you to do it "buddy", huh old "pal"? She fuck you, or just outsmart you, which by the way, I think most woodchucks could do."

"What are talking about?" he said, concern now showing in his voice. "And why are the lights out in there?"

"I'm not too much in the mood for light right now," I said. "She left me. She broke up with me. Your's and Mila's little plan worked."

"W-what are you talking about?"

"Why did you do it? HUH?!? WHY? Just telling me you had feelings for her to try and get under my skin? WHAT THE FUCK WERE YOU THINKING?" At this point, I had risen from my chair completely and now stood face to face with Dyl.

"Calm down man, calm down. What we did was for the best."

"You believe that shit? Are you fucking retarded? Why in the Hell would you think that doing this, working with Mila to break up Elisha and myself, would be GOOD?"

"Well, Mila said she knows you best, and said you weren't as happy as you played it with Elisha, you even told her so. And since you two are so close....."

"AND YOU FUCKING BELIEVED HER? Believed a woman who has VISIBILE problems seeing me with another woman. Seeing me HAPPY with another woman. THIS IS THE PERSON YOU TRUST? Ever think of asking me, instead of being lead around by a fucking leash?"

"Listen man, I didn't know, I thought she was telling the truth. She went on and one about really caring about you, and I guess I bought it. I'm sorry man, I didn't know."

"You know what? For anything else, that might be acceptable. For anything else, I'd accept that response. But not this time. Because of you. Because of her, I lose Elisha. I lose the only woman I have ever really loved. And yes, I know I'm not fucking blameless. I know I fucked Mila. I know I let jealousy get the better of me. But it never, NEVER would have happened, if you hadn't done this Dyl. If you had just listened to your conscience as opposed to a knockout Russian. Get out of here. Now."

"What?"

"GET OUT. I never want to see your fucking face again. And tell the same to Mila. She doesn't even deserve to be told to her face."

"But..."

"Get. The. Fuck. Out. NOW."

*************

"You sure this is the way to go with it Jake?" Laura asked, walking me to my terminal.

"Yeah, I need to get away from this for a long while," I said. " I don't know if I could take it, seeing Elisha with someone else, at least not this soon. And Mila, well, with her, so much unresolved, but I just can't deal with it now." 

"But what about the store?"

"My parents are gonna look after it. Dyl will still be working there, I didn't tell them a thing about what happened."

"And what about you?"

"Well, I'm gonna work in my Uncle Nick's bar in New York for a while, live in an apartment right upstairs from the bar. I'm set in that sense."

"Okay then bud. I'll see you around. Don't forget to drop me a line."

"I won't Red." We hugged, and she kissed me on the cheek, then walked away. I felt a bit of regret. But not much. I had to leave this, at least for a while. Maybe figure a way to get Elisha back, or at least get to the point where thinking about her didn't tear me up inside. And Mila....so much to sort out there. I never thought she would have this in her...didn't think she could do something like this. Well, what's past is past. I can't change it now. All I can do right now is look ahead, and hope when I come back, things will be better. 



Benefits Ch. 08



All events in this story are totally and completely fictitious. None of it EVER, and let me repeat, EVER happened.


After a long flight, long mainly due to my thoughts over all the shit that had just gone down recently, I had arrived in good old New York. Home of the Yankees, the Mets, and the good ol' Nick's Dive bar, which I was headed to right now in a cab. I hadn't seen my uncle Nick in about two years; same went for his son, my cousin Kyle. But since I was going to be living with Kyle and working for uncle Nick, now was as good a time as any to reacquaint myself with them.

After a long ride, I finally got to the bar. I knocked on the door fairly loudly. After a few minutes, the door creaked open.

"Sorry, this bar doesn't allow the lower class in," a voice said sarcastically.

"Really," I replied. "Then how in the blue Hell did you get in?" I saw the door slowly open up. Before me stood a guy, my height, jet black hair, soul patch, and tattoos on his arms. He was wearing blue jeans and a white tank top. It was Kyle.

"What I don't look high class Mr. Monopoly?" he asked with a belch in tow. "How ya been ya fucker?" He grabbed me by the arm and dragged me into the bar, picking up my bags and throwing them behind me. "What brings you here? I mean, Pops told me you'd be droppin' buy to stay for a bit. Didn't really give me any details."

"Well, let's just say I need to clean my head, and nothing like the semi-fresh air of NYC to clear the brain."

"Fine, fine, keep your secrets Mysterio. Just remember, I see all........that and I can be a real jackass when a secret is being kept from me."

"Antsy over secrets are we?" I asked, handing him one of my bags. "What are you, a ten-year-old girl? Now come on and help me get settled in."

"WHOA, do I look like your bitch?"

"I'll buy ya a slice of pizza."

"All righty then," he replied, grasping two duffles and leading me to the apartment above. "And for the record, I want deep dish bitch."

************

After I had most of my stuff set up in the apartment, we went to a close-by pizza place to get Kyle his precious slice of deep dish. We settled down in a booth, him with his slice and a beer, myself with a salami sub and a Dr. Pepper. 

"So tell me Mr. Mystery, what's with the sudden move?" Kyle asked between bites. "I mean, last I heard, your store was doin' well enough, ya had a nice girl, things're great; so what makes you drop all that and drop off right in front of the good ol' Dive?"

"Nothing I really want to talk about right now Sherlock," I grumbled. "Let me just say, it's something I just can't deal with back home. I needed to bail so I could just get clear of it all for a good long while. That and all those California hippies were drivin' me nuts."

"Okay, you got it. No more questions about that subject. But on to more important crap. Like for instance, you wanna go out, get some tail tonight?"

"No, sorry man."

"Why not, you lose yer dick or something on the flight?"

"No, it's just I feel I should start working tonight, you know? Pay your Dad back starting tonight for letting me stay for a while." That sounded reasonable. I couldn't tell him the truth. That I was basically still fucked on the inside after everything that happened between me and Elisha. And what Dyl and Mila had done to me. I didn't even want to start thinking of being back on the single scene again. Bad enough I had thoughts of Elisha with other guys in my head.

"Dude, I'm sure Pops will let you out for at least a night. You're family. It's no big deal."

"Fine, if uncle Nick says yes, why not? Might as well start having fun here. Gonna be here for a while most likely."

"That's the fuckin' spirit my main man!" he exclaimed, getting looks from people in the restaurant. "Oh, pardon me, I come from a long line of obnoxious jackasses."

"Thank goodness my mom doesn't carry the obnoxious gene," I said. "But I did unfortunately get the jackass disease."

"Don't worry fair cousin, there is yet a cure."

"What's that?"

"Ladies. In the words of a great scholar, giggidy giggidy gigg-a-dy. Allllll right."

"Dude, you do know that impression really freaks me out."

"Well duh...."





**************

We headed back to the bar the long way; I decided I wanted to take a bit of a relaxed walk and Kyle decided to come along to try and get me to spill about what had happened in L.A. Fortunately for me, spending most of my summers growing up with the guy, I knew this tactic, and decided to do the one thing that would get him off the subject for good. It would trap us in a pointless, stupid argument for the rest of the day, but it would be worth it.

"You know, no matter how much you bug and annoy me, I'll always hold one fact close to my heart," I said to him as we walked by a hot dog cart.

"What's that?" he asked.

"That Kyle Rayner was easily the best Green Lantern EVER. Better than Hal Jordan. Way better." 

"You motherfucker.........Hal was TEN TIMES the Lantern your bitch boy Kyle is. Fuckin' Hal was totally fearless and honest; that's a fucking hero!"

And the mouse took the cheese..........

*************

"All I'm sayin' is Grant Morrison, who did the best JLA run ever, refused to ever do a flashback story because he thought Hal was bland and boring, whereas Kyle was a fleshed out character," I said as I walked through the door of the bar. We had been arguing for the better part of a half hour. Sure, it was odd, two grown men arguing over a fictional character with a super-hologram power ring, but it was better than poking at a fresh wound.

"Fuck Morrison!" he exclaimed. "Motherfucker wouldn't know a good hero if one came off the page and kicked his ass."

"I didn't ever hear you complain when he had Batman single-handedly beat the living shit out of a bunch of Martians."

".......Go fuck yourself. We're going up to that apartment and reading every GL comic I can find 'til you ditch Kyle GAYner and go for the real hero."

"Whatever dude. Live in your little fantasy world."

"Like you don't?"

"Well, yeah, of course I do. But in my world I get to drive both the Batmobile AND the Mach 5."

"What's that I hear?" a voice asked in the store room. "Is it the sound of two grown men arguing over men in tights? It can only be two people.....welcome back Kyle, and how ya doin' Jake?" Out burst my uncle Nick, a big guy. Kingpin big, i.e., muscle, giving me a big hug. He looked like an older version of his son. Older plus muscles and about an extra foot of height. 

"Uh, uncle Nick," I managed to get out. "I think you're bruising my ribs."

"Sorry 'bout that kid. Ain't seen my favorite nephew in a while, or heard Nick here talk with as big a dork as him in a while. Made me all sentimental-like. How're things going by the by my boy?"

"Good so far. I was actually gonna ask you if I could start working here tomorrow. Kyle thought it'd be good if I went out with him tonight. I believe the term he used was, 'get some tail.'"

"Well, since it is something of huge importance, why not? I wasn't really gonna have ya start working tonight anyway unless ya wanted to. Thursdays aren't the busiest ya know."

"All right! Party night my almost-bro!" Kyle exclaimed.

"Yeah yeah, but first sonny boy, you and Jake are gonna eat dinner here first. Give Jake a proper welcoming into our home."

"All right Dad. The usual classic Cassidy home-cooked meal?"

"Oh, but of course."

"Take-out Chinese it is." 





***********

After the hearty meal of MSG-smothered goodness, Kyle and I went up to the apartment to get ready for the night. Kyle would, no doubt, be dressed in some blueish suit, black shirt. Like Chris Kattan from A Night At The Roxbury. It's his way. Me, I decided to at least look better than I felt. Put on a nice leather jacket that Laura had convinced me to buy before I left, simple white t-shirt and some black slacks. I walked out into the living room, ready to go out. Kyle saw me and started to laugh.

"When the Hell did you become Mr. Fashion Plate?" he asked. "As opposed to your old title, Mr. Potato Head?"

"A good buddy back home kind of got me into looking more like James Bond than Indiana Jones," I replied.

"Gonna have to meet this miracle worker. But only if it's a really hot chick."

"Well, you may meet her. Don't know yet if she'll even have time to come up for a hello."

"Dude, ya gotta intro me if she's hot. Speakin' of buddies a'yours, how're Mila and Dyl?"

"Hey, let's get going, don't want other guys to be gettin' the women-type folk, do we?" I asked abruptly. I wasn't even ready to start speaking on the subject of Dyl or Mila. I got a little pissed off at the mere thought of them. A whole conversation would turn me into the Hulk. Albeit in a stylish leather jacket and not garrish purple pants.





*************

We arrived at the club right in the middle of the ripe time. Not too many people, but more than enough women. Perfect timing. We got in with no trouble. Kyle went immediately out onto the dance floor. I headed to the bar. I've never been one for dancing at all, and electronic music...just ugh. I ordered an MGD and watched Kyle as he effortlessly went up to ladies and got them laughing and interested. Kind of the opposite of me. Especially in my current state of mind. I came here to get my mind off....her. But no matter what I tried, nothing worked. I turned around, I saw a blonde girl who looked like her. I hear her laugh if any girl laughs. But when I think of her, I think of what I did, and what she did.......then I want more beer.

I ordered my second one. I took a sip a noticed a girl across the bar looking at me. She was amazingly cute. Nice smile. Long brown hair. Brown eyes. She got up and started to walk towards me, giving me a full view of her. She was wearing a simple enough black dress and black-strap heels, but on her the simple outfit looked flat-out gorgeous. She walked up and sat on the stool right next to me.

"You know, you have to be the most depressed looking guy I have ever seen in a nightclub," she said. "And that includes the Goth clubs."

"You don't look like much of a Goth girl," I replied.

"Eh, the thrills of youth," she said with a bit of a laugh. "So what has you so down Mr....."

"Jake, you can call me Jake Parker, Ms........"

"Josie. Josie Maran."

"Wow, I got a swimsuit cover girl that I've never met before talking to me with a bit of concern. Next up, I'l be handed the Nobel Peace Prize. Then someone will hand me the keys for the Batmobile and I'll be fuckin' set"

"What, you don't get attractive women coming up to you at all?"

"Not when I'm holding a beer bottle like its my only bud in the world."

"Well, if you only pay attention to the beer bottle, it just might be your only friend."

"Okay Ms. Maran, you have my undivided attention."

"Good. Now you come over to that booth there and talk to me. Think you can handle that Mr. Parker?"

I followed her over to the booth she was pointing at and we sat down.

"So, Mr. Parker," she asked playfully. "Why so resistant to the charms of a lady?"

"Just some personal stuff really," I said. "And you can call me Jake by the way."

"Okay then Jake, how bad can the personal stuff be to make you ignore any woman giving you the eye?"

"What is this 'eye' you speak of? No woman has ever given me the eye, at least none worth mentioning now."

"Ouch, I pity the poor girl then."

"Believe me, you shouldn't," I said gruffly, the mere thought of Mila enough to start a slow simmer of anger.

"I sense whoever the girl is, she's a subject that should not be spoken of."

"By George, I do think you're right Ms. Maran!"

"A-thank you kind sir."

"Perhaps you could solve another mystery for me," I asked, taking another sip from my beer.

"What's that?" she asked with a smile.

"Why exactly would a swimsuit model-turned-actress come up to a visibly depressed guy in a bar when there are more than enough happy, although most likely shit-faced, guys on the floor and at the bar?"

"You want the truth then? Well, I know your cousin, we used to date, but are friends now, and he said you were a bit on the down side, and someone like me talking to you might cheer you up."

"Because I'm of course shallow enough for that to work."

"Hey, don't take any offense Jake. He just thought it'd cheer you up. Obviously he was wrong, and I'm sorry if I bothered you." She got up to leave before I grabbed her arm.

"No, sit down please. I'm sorry if I'm coming off as rude, but it just kind of gets to me that someone thinks they need to goad women into talking to me, thinking it's A) A GOOD thing, and B) Like it's gonna magically wash away what's going on in my life."

"He was just trying to help, so don't be too pissed at him. Damn, whatever happened to you must have been big to make you this aggressive."

"How would you know what I'm normally like?"

"Kyle talks about you a bit. And from the picture he painted, you come off more as a Picasso version of it right now."

"Well, I am sorry if somehow the holy image of Jake was distorted."

"Could you please lay the sarcasm on a bit thicker?"

"Sorry," I said, sipping again.

"Listen, I'm sorry if me coming up to you bent you out of shape at all. Let me make it up to you."

"How?"

"Let me take you out tomorrow for a day of 'making it up to you' fun. Eveything my treat. Movie, you got it. Food, whatever restaurant you want. Las thing Kyle wanted was to get you more into whatever funk he thinks you're in."

"You have a deal there Ms. Maran," I said, taking her hand and shaking it. "Wise man say, 'One who turns down free food, is also total moron'."

**********

"You told a friend of yours to talk to me," I said to Kyle, playing darts with him in the apartment.

"Yeah, so what's the big deal?" he asked, leaning on the couch arm, sipping at a soda.

"The problem is, it kinda made me feel like a leper. 'Oh please kind miss, talk to my socially inept friend there. I promise you he can form sentences.'"

"Jake, you know it's not even remotely like that. I just knew you were bummed, so I figured I could call in a favor from a pal."

"Who just happens to be a former swimsuit, among other things, model. That you used to date."

"Yeah. Ain't living in New York grand?"

"I suppose. You know, when your own family isn't treating you like an emotional retard, I guess it can be pretty good."

"Oh stop whining. I swear, you're the only man on Earth who would get pissed because his cousin is responsible for him meeting an insanely hot woman. I shudder for the poor soul who'd dare give you a tip tonight at the bar."

"Oh shut up. What time is it anyway?"

"Around 11:30, why?"

"I gotta go. I'm meeting Josie at some coffee shop at noon."

"I fucking knew it. All this bitching and moaning, and you wound up with a date. Ungrateful prick."

"Hey, it's not a date. She felt bad for making me feel like a tool with the social graces of a turnip."

"Oh, so it's a pity date. So sorry buddy."

"Like I said before, shut up."

**********

"So Mr. Parker, let's get to know you a bit better," Josie said, taking a sip from her coffee cup. "What makes you tick?"

"Like I said last night, call me Jake," I replied. "And could you be a bit more specific on the facts you want to know. What makes me tick isn't the greatest thing to ask for specifics."

"You sure you want me to ask specifics?" she asked in a playful tone.

"I think we both know that there is at least one subject you can do well to steer clear from."

"All right then. Let's see, what do I want to know.....let's get the basics out of the way. What do you do for a living, back in L.A. I mean. Kyle said something about you being a bartender up here."

"Well, back home, I own and run a bookstore. Pretty good business. My parents are watching it for me while I'm up here though."

"Sound like nice folks."

"They're great actually."

"Okay, next question....hmmmm...what music you like? What gets Jake Parker groovin'?"

"Good old fashioned rock and roll of course. Nothing but the best, little lady."

"You play any instruments?"

"Just some really bad guitar playing."

"And now for the drumroll question," she said, drumming her hands rapidly on the diner table. "What does Jake Parker want to do with his life?"

"For a living you mean? Well, I want to write basically. Anything. Movies, books, warning labels on medicine, anything."

"Sounds like a nice dream. You ever go anywhere with it?"

"Well, I've had a few short stories published, nothing huge though. Kind of lost the spur to write recently."

"And something tells my sixth-sense that asking what caused that leads us to the forbidden conversation topic."

"Damn, you should have your own Ms. Cleo line, you're that good."

"It's a gift," she said with a laugh. "So, what do you want to do next Jake?"

"Hmm, let's go catch a movie. I think I read that a theatre around here is playing some Chaplin flicks."

"You wouldn't rather see something more... modern?"

"Hey, don't underestimate the genius that is Charles Chaplin. Let's go."

**********

The marathon was great idea, at least in my eyes. A bunch of Chaplin's shorts, rounded out by a showing of his film, The Great Dictator. Great stuff. I just wish I could have enjoyed it a bit more. But Josie, not that she was chirpy or anything during the movie, kept me distracted. She hung her head on my shoulder, snuggled close to me. A bit more friendly than I had anticipated, and it did bug me a bit. Not that I minded a woman like Josie being around me. But I still had leftover issues I had to deal with. I would have felt like a total clown shoe though if I had said anything, so I just let it go on. Still, the bother lingered.

After the conclusion of the movie, we left and headed back to the bar. I still had to work tonight after all. She dropped me off and gave me a kiss on the cheek goodbye, leaving me feeling, well, awkward I suppose the word is. Didn't matter really though. From the impression I was getting, she was just friendly, and she was simply saying goodbye. Still, any kind of affection from a woman felt pretty weird from where I was standing. I was still sporting an open wound from the Elisha Affair, so any female affection felt undeserved.

But, couldn't focus on that at the moment. I spent too much of my time away wallowing in the fallout from those events. Time to focus on working.

**********

"So, how was your first night on the job Jake?" uncle Nick asked, helping me stack the chairs as we closed up.

"Not bad uncle Nick," I replied. "Got some tips, watched as Kyle scored on some female customers, and got beaned with a liquor bottle as a result of Kyle's lack of flair skills. All in all, pretty much what I expected."

"Good, good. And how about you, how're things goin' with you?"

"Ah great, you too now?"

"Hey, I just know you wouldn't up and leave your store over nothin'. Wanna tell me what's up now, or wait a bit?"

"I'll take the latter sir."

"Suit yourself. But you'll feel better when ya let it all out. It's not healthy to bottle whatever you got inside all up. Eventually it's gonna explode."

"I know, I know, but I just want to handle MY problems MY way."

"Okay kid, I get it. Have a good night then."

"You too," I said, as I walked up to my room.

**********

I stood up on the roof that night, my cell phone in my hand. Elisha's number primed to call. Maybe if I just heard her voice, I would feel better. Maybe I could get her talking to me, rethink the decision. Maybe I could get her to see how much I loved her, and how much this tore me apart. Hell, perhaps she's at her house, thinking about calling up my cell phone right now.

I turned the phone off. Yeah right. And maybe I'll be first in line for a Barbara Streisand greatest hits collection. She never wanted to see me again. And maybe it's better that way. For her at least. I sat down against the the ledge, my head hanging down.




Benefits Ch. 08



"Hey, Jake, what're you doin' up here?" Kyle asked cautiously. "Josie's here, we're gonna go catch that Fulci marathon. I thought it would cheer ya up."

"Tell her I can't make it," I replied, not even looking up.

"Uh, why?"

"Because....because I just can't. Not in the mood for entertainment right now."

"Dude, what the Hell is up with you? You have this total fox waiting for you downstairs, wanting to see you, and you're up here moping? What's the deal? This is not the Jake Parker that I got the Mendoza twins with 4 years ago. Hell, this Jake Parker couldn't even beat Lance Storm on the charisma-meter."

"Nothing's up. I just need some time alone. You two go on without me."

"Jake," he said sitting next to me. "The sooner you let whatever's up your craw out, the sooner you get back to normal man. I need the Jakester back. Who else is gonna give me Hell in comic trivia? However pathetic it may be, it's still a highlight of our friendship bud."

"Listen man, I promise, I'll tell you eventually," I said to him. "Just not now. I can't right now."

"Okay dude. You sure you don't wanna catch the movies?"

"I'm fine. Have fun."

"All right," he said, getting up and walking back down to the apartment.

Oh yeah, things were looking great. What else could go wrong? And that's when the rain started. And me in my leather jacket. Fuck.

*********

I awoke to angry knocking on my door. I groggily got up and answered. "What?" I asked, wiping the crust from my eyes.

"What's with the ditchy-ditchy Jake?" Josie asked, obviously a bit tiffed, though I can't imagine why.

"What do you mean ditch?" I asked. "I just decided against going. What, you can't have fun with Kyle or something?"

"No, I can. I just thought you were gonna join us. Would you have gone along if I hadn't been there? And tell the truth."

"You want the truth?" I asked, putting a pair of jeans on. "Probably. If you hadn't been along, I most likely would have gone."

"What's your deal exactly Jake, some girl fuck you over so badly you can't even watch a fucking movie with a female? You had no problem at the Chaplin films."

"Yeah, because I didn't know you were gonna be laying your head on my shoulder. That made me feel a bit uncomfortable."

"Oh, well I'm soooooo sorry for being friendly. That bitch must have done a number on you."

"You don't get to call her that. You don't fucking know her or what happened!"

"Maybe you should tell me then, so I can get a fair grasp of what I can and can't do! You know, you don't come with an instruction manual!"

"Why do you even care? You only just met me."

"Because, I like you Jake. Enough to be concerned about you in general, and enough to be offended if you won't do something you would normally enjoy just because I'm there. When people do something to make me feel like I have the Plague, I take notice."

"Fine. You wanna know? Then let's go for a walk."

*********** 

We exited the building and went for a stern walk, if such a thing could even be had. We sat down at a bench and I told her what went on. With Elisha. And Mila & Dyl. Everything. Elisha sleeping with an ex while she was visiting her family, me fucking Mila while she was gone. And how I had been deceived by Mila and Dyl. Everything that led me to where I was now.

"Wow," she said. "That's quite a time you had there Jake. And while I like how you take the blame for your part, it sounds like you blame EVERYTHING on yourself. No one made Elisha sleep with her ex, that was her choice. No one MADE her decide you two couldn't work through what happened, she came to that conclusion on her own. You have no reason to beat yourself up over it as much as you are, and I think part of you knows this. And don't forget that your two 'friends' also played a small role in this little Hell."

"I know it's not all my fault," I replied. "But Josie, I hurt her. I hurt the woman I loved."

"What, like she didn't hurt you? She's not as innocent in this as you make her out to be in your mind Jake. You're not the bad guy. She's not the bad girl. You both just went through a rough spot. Alligator skin-rough, but you both could have gotten through. She decided to not even try. Best thing you can do now is just go on, move on, and show her what she threw away. Don't let this break-up dominate your life. You're better than that. I've barely known you a few days and know that. It's all right to be hurt, but don't let the hurt dominate you."

"Thanks Josie. I'm not completely feeling better, but a bit of me does."

"Always glad to help someone who needs it. Even if they are social retards."

"Oh yeah, that does wonders for my self-esteem."

"Hey, I'm no miracle worker. So, now that the big time confession is done with, what do you want to do now?"

"Well, all I had planned to do today was maybe watch a DVD at my place. You're welcome to join me of course."

"Don't mind if I do."

************

We walked into the apartment, Josie nonchalantly throwing her jacket on the recliner as I headed for the DVD case. "What do you want to watch?" I asked.

"What do you have?"

"We got your standard horror, classic horror, classic comedy, modern comedy, action, and the occasional drama."

"Could you be a bit more vague? I want specifics my man!"

"How about Army Of Darkness?"

"Oh, what's that? Never seen it. Kyle talks about it occasionally. Is it good?"

"Is it good? Is it good? My dear lady, what pop culture vortex were you raised in? I think we need to pop this in the player, stat."

"All right doctor, I think I'm prepped."

************

90 minutes later, and I was actually in a good mood. No mopeyness, and I had just experienced of pure goofball fun from the genius of Sam Raimi. I looked over to Josie to gauge her reaction. I couldn't get much of a visual reading.

"So, did you like it?" I asked eagerly awaiting the answer.

"It was okay I guess," she replied.

"Okay? OKAY? Come on, you can do better than that! Try amazing! Spectacular even! I'll accept sensational as well."

"What? I wasn't blown away. I suppose it's more of a guy thing."

"But...the boomstick...and the one-liners......"

"Oh calm down. No reason for a breakdown."

"All right...not everyone can recognize genius I suppose."

"Yeah, keep telling yourself that," she said with a smirk, walking to the fridge. "Can I get something to drink?"

"Sure, help yourself," I shrugged, walking over to join her. "Toss me a Dr. Pepper while you're at it." She did, and as soon as I opened it, I got a face full of carbonated soda.

"SHIT! I'm sorry Jake, let me help you get that off," she said, picking up a dry dish rag and dabbing at my face. "I'm so sorry."

"Eh, no prob," I replied. "Juts a simple change of shirts and rinse of the hair, and I should be good. I'll be right back." I headed to my room to get a new shirt, I reached for my handy-dandy, always there in a bind DX t-shirt, before I heard Josie behind me.

"You know, I don't think the shirt is completely necessary," she said as I turned around. She was leaning against the doorway. "In fact, it may be a severe detriment to what I want to do to you, unless we can perhaps use it as a restraint, but I think you're still too fresh for something like that....."

"Uh, what're you talking about Josie?" I asked, though my head was now realizing what she had in mind as the words escaped my mouth.

"Oh, come on now Jake," she said matter-of-factly, "I think you have a good enough head on your shoulders to grasp the concept of what I want. Mainly because it's also something you need."

"Uh, que?"

"Listen, I know you're just now starting to jump over your emotional hurdles, and I'm not gonna push anymore on that end. But physically, well, let's just go on ahead to that hurdle."

"Listen, Josie, I don't know if I'm ready for that. You're right, but simply unloading what happened is hardly a monumental step."

"I think it is," she said, moving her hand down to my crotch and giving a gentle squeeze. "And I think you deserve a reward big guy."

"Uh, big guy?"

"Well, I figured I could be nice, or be honest and call you slightly above average guy, but that's just judging from the squeeze," she said with a smirk. "I would like to find out though."

"Josie, I...." was all I could get before she got on her toes to deliver a kiss to my lips.

"Shhh, this is just physical. Nothing more. Go with the flow. You might enjoy yourself." My mind tried to come up with a reason to say no. But nothing was there to really hold me back. Elisha and I? Over, most likely for good. Mila? ABSOLUTELY nothing there. She wanted it, no doubt. And my mind could provide no obstacle.

Having no reason to stall anymore, I gave in. I picked her up in my arms, my hands cupping her ass, and kissed her deeply, feeling a smile cross her face as I moved with her in my arms to the door to shut it. As soon as the door was closed, I pressed her against it, giving me a bit more help in holding her up. 

I reluctantly moved my hands from her firm ass and moved them to her tone stomach, my fingers slowly gliding in circles across her skin, scraping across the appendix scar on her stomach. I grabbed onto the belly shirt she wore and slowly removed it, exposing her mounds to me. I eagerly went for them, sucking her right breast into my mouth as much as possble, slowly letting it escape my mouth, nibbling gently on her aroused nipple before it left my mouth completely. I gave the same treatment to the left, getting a pleasureful sigh to escape Josie's mouth, another smile crossing her face.

I moved from the door to my bed laying her down on it. She let go of her grasp around my neck as I lowered my head down her body, licking on and around her breasts, leaving a trail of saliva as I slowly licked down her stomach, until I got to the barrier of her jeans. I undid her belt and playfully flung it against the door. The button above her zipper was the next thing to go, and I grabbed her zipper with my teeth and slowly undid it. I rose up slightly from my position of kneeling on the floor to remove her jeans, with her underwear in tow. She was now naked before me. She rose up, propping herself up on her arms. "You've gotten a nice view, now it's my turn."

Josie crawled towards where I was standing infront of the bed and rose to look at me. She reached her arm around my neck and pulled me in for another kiss as she undid my pants with her other one. As the kiss broke, she gave my lips a quick lick, and laid herself back down on the bed and I removed my pants completely.

I slowly parted Josie's legs, bending my neck down to lick and nibble on her calves. I slowly moved my body up, lightly grasping her legs and moving them on my back as I licked up to her slit, planting kisses on her inner thighs as I reached my destination. I slid my finger up and down her aroused lips, barely applying pressure, but just enough to get a reaction from her. She shot her hand down to my head, pulling me into her.

I lightly licked her lips before slowly inserting my tongue in as far as it could go, moving it around as best I could to hit every point possible. I then moved my fingers in for some of the action, thrusting my index and middle fingers in straight and instantly crooking and twisting them upon entry, as I moved my tongue to her aroused nub, teaming up with my other hand's thumb.

Josie's back arched, groaning with pleasure from the treatment she was receiving from me. I moved my thumb and gave total attention of Josie's clit to my mouth, taking it in an sucking on it, tracing anything I could think of across it, gently raking my teeth across it, anything I could think of to get her off. Meanwhile, my fingers continued their work, removing them only briefly for Josie to taste herself.

I continued this treatment until Josie roughly grabbed me by the hair and yanked me up. "Enough of the warm-up, let's get to the main attraction," she said, putting me on my back as she mounted me, loud groans escaping both of our mouths.

Josei gripped me hard by the shoulders, her nails digging into my flesh as she began riding me, wasting no time in building a steady rhythm. I moved my hands to her hips as I thrust upwards, matching her for everything she had. With one hand on her hip, I moved one towards her crotch, circling my thumb around her clit as we fucked, getting a shriek of delight to emerge from her throat.

I lifted her off of me and motioned for her to get on all fours in front of me, which she happily did. I got up behind her and lined my slick cock up with her waiting hole and, grabbed her by the hips, and quickly thrust myself inside. "Fuuuuuuuuuuckkkkkk," Josie managed to mutter, before going back to the simple moans and grunts were speaking in.

The slapping of our flesh together was audible enough for anyone who happened to come into the apartment to hear. Luckily, Kyle would be out until around 3 in the afternoon, so there was really no need for stealth or silence, so I reached around to frig Josie's clit again as we fucked, trying to get a bit louder of a reaction from her. While I didn't get a loud reaction, I got a physical one, with her tightening her grip on my covers, biting into my pillow, not aware that there was no reason for quiet. Still a wonderful site to behold.

I grabbed Josie around her stomach and rose her so her back was now touching my stomch, my hand now massaging and kneading her breasts, ours lips intertwined in savage kisses and lip bites. We could taste the sweat on each other's faces as those same faces contorted in pleasure.

As one hand pinched and tweeked her nipples, and the other teased and stimluated her clit, Josie's orgasm hit her, and her body stiffened like a 2 x 4, and I felt her pussy spasm around my cock, her juices coating it completely and running down her thighs. Witha few more thrusts, I was th reaching my popint as well.

"I'm gonna cum Josie, " I grunted.

"Pull out of me," she said breathlessly. I did as she asked, and watched she turned around and took me into her mouth and sucked me off. But, being as close as I was, I wouldn't really enjoy the full treatment. All it took was a few bobs of her head and I unleashed my load into her mouth, coating her tongue and running down her throat. I was shocked out how much I was shooting. Then again, I hadn't had any kind of sex for a bit.

When I was finally spent, I slowly pulled my wilting cock out and laid myself down on the bed. But right as I did that Josie got up.

"I'm gonna shower then head out," she said very nonchalantly. "Gotta check and see if I got any new scripts to peruse ya know. But if you're interested, you, me and Kyle can go catch a movie tomorrow. That sound good?"

"Sounds great," I said catching my breath. "See you later?"

"Count on it Jake. And feel better about yourself. You're a good guy. Odd taste in movies, but a good guy." And with that and a laugh, she headed towards the shower.



***********

I was on the roof again the next night, once again holding my cell phone in my hand, once agin with ELisha's number high-lighted. But this time, I had no intention of calling. Instead, I did something else. I deleted her number. Josie was right. Elisha didn't even want to try and work out our problems. One bump, albeit a large one, was too much for her, so she quit. And I can't let myself be hung up on her, or Mila, anything else that happened. All I can do is move forward. I'm not completely over everything. But the past couple of weeks have been a start, if nothing else. 

I was heading to the doorway to walk back downstairs when I got a call from Kyle. "You joining us for the movies or not man?" he asked urgently. "The cab's not gonna wait forever."

"I'm on my way down," I replied. "Don't wet yourself." 

"Whatever, just move your ass."

"I'm goin', I'm goin'." I turned off the phone and shut it off, and headed down the stairs and out to the cab, actually ready to attempt to enjoy myself. A great movie once said, "Can't rain all the time", and in some cases, that's true, no matter how much a of a downpour you might get at once.



Benefits Ch. 09



All events portrayed in the following are completely fictitious. Not a bit actually happened folks.

I awoke to the tone of "Shout It Out Loud" coming from my cell phone. I groggily reached for it.

"Hello?" I asked into the receiver.

"Jake?" said a female voice.

"This is he."

"Jake, it's Mila."

"WHAT? What the fuck are you doing calling me? I thought it was made fairly clear how I feel about you!"

"Jake, please don't hang up! I'm sorry okay? I was stupid, and let jealousy and everything get a hold of m-*click*" I hung up and turned off my phone. What the fuck was she thinking, expecting me to even speak to her after what happened? Right as I was having these thoughts run through my head, a knock was at my door.

"Yo man, what's with the Banshee impression?" asked Kyle as he peeked through the door. "Some of us would like that precious gift called sleep."

"Nothing," I replied. "Just someone calling me when they shouldn't, that's all. I'm gonna go for a walk, get some coffee, eliminate all the steam built up."

"Whatever man. Just no more hulking out."

***********

I decided to walk down to a book store that I knew had a coffee shop on the inside. It opened up surprisingly early, so I knew I had a shot of going in and having some good reading to go with my coffee and donut.

I walked in and headed for the mystery section, hoping to find something to pique my interest. Mysteries were not usually my style, but on occasion I would stumble across something that would hold my attention. And judging from my perusing, today would not be that occasion. I headed over to the adventure section, and managed to come across something that piqued my interest, a collection of the earliest Conan stories by the creator, Robert E. Howard. I decided to pick that up.

I was skimming over some of the stories on my way to the register when I bumped into someone, accidentally knocking the person over. When I looked, it turned out I had knocked over a stunning brunette, which only made me help her faster. I'm only human after all.

"Oh shit, I'm SO sorry," I said, helping her pick up her things. She had a few books on her as well. "I didn't see, you, I should have been paying attention. Did I mention the sorry part?"

"No worries," the woman said as I helped her. "I didn't see you either."

"Yeah, but you didn't knock me on the floor."

"True enough," she said with a smile. "But still, don't feel bad. No one was hurt."

"Yeah, but still, I feel like a bit of a tool. Any way I can make it up to you? Buy you a cup of coffee or something?"

"Ah, so it wasn't an accident, this was planned all along", the woman said with a sly smile.

"No..I mean..arggghhh...listen, could I just get you a cup of coffee, it would make me feel better about knocking an innocent woman on her ass."

"Fine, fine, anything to ease your tortured soul Mr......?"

"Parker, Jake Parker. And you are?"

"Morena."

Once everything had been picked up, Morena followed me over to the mini-coffee shop within the store. For some reason, this lady looked very familiar to me, but I couldn't quite place her face. No big deal I suppose. This was a pretty woman, and I was a single guy, the equation wrote itself. Anything else would most likely be just an annoying variable.

Once we had ordered our coffees and such, we sat together at a table near the front window of the store. This was really the first time I got to soak in everything but her marvelous face, which I had already gotten several spectacular views of. She was wearing some very sexy jeans, a plain white t-shirt and a black jacket. In my opinion, very nice.

"So, Morena, you from good ol' New York originally?" I asked, taking a bite from my donut.

"Well, I was born in Brazil, but for the most part, I'm completely a New York girl," she replied. "What about yourself?"

"California guy right here," I replied. "But I swear, I'm not a hippie. I bathe and am pot free."

"Wow, you bathe! I feel lucky. If you can also read, well then, I think I hit a home run."

"Wow, a sarcastic New Yorker, who'd have thunk it?"

"Oh, what was that? You don't want me sitting with you?" she asked with a smirk.

"Please, forgive my accidental blurting of the truth," I replied. "So, what do you do for living?"

"Well, I'm an actress."

"Really? Have you been in anything I would have seen?"

"Well, I've mainly done plays, but a few small parts in movies have also come my way. Also had a big part in a TV show a few years ago."

"Really? Was it something I would have seen?"

"Maybe, the show was called ‘Firefly'."

"Wait a second.....you played Inara, didn't you?"

"Give the boy a cigar! Wow, I can't believe you remember that show. Not that many people saw it."

"Well, most people think that ‘Patch Adams' is a triumph of the human will. Besides, I'm a huge fan of anything Joss Whedon touches, Alien Resurrection excluded."

"Wow, I'm sitting with a fan. Should I be calm, or running scared?"

"Hey, no need to fear, I'm cool. I won't be no harm ma'am, nu-uh," I said in my best Little Rascal-esque voice.

"Eh, I trust ya. Aside from that whole, traumatic event with the me falling down, you seem like an okay guy."

"Thank you. Okay enough to see me again though?"

"Perhaps," she said with a smile. I saw her reach into her purse to take out a pen, and then she scribbled something on a napkin. When she was done with her scribbling, she pushed the napkin over to me. "That's my number. You ever want to get together or something, just call me up. Lot easier and more convenient then knocking me on my ass."

"You got it," I replied, folding the napkin up and placing it in my wallet. "You want another cup?"

"No, one jolt of caffeine is all I need in the morning, but thanks." She got up from her seat and begena to walk away, then stopped for a second to tun her head towards me. "Don't forget to call Mr. Parker."

"Oh, trust me, I won't."

*********

As I walked through the door of the apartment, I must have had a big ol' shit-eating grin on my face, because I was immediately called on my recently out-of-character good mood.

"Whoa whoa whoa," Kyle said, pulling his head away from the TV. "Who's this odd man? Could it be? No, that's impossible. That sad sack of crap isn't capable of smiling."

"Shut up dingleberry," I said, tossing a strewn about pillow at his head. "Can't a dude be in a good mood?" 

"Usually, I'd say yes, but your ass has been nothing but power ballads and Friday Nights alone lately, ‘cept for those rare occasions where me or Josie can get you goin' to do somethin'."

"Hey, I have plenty of fun and adventure."

"Dude, sitting at home watching Bruce Campbell fight the hordes of darkness doesn't really count as adventure, so the question stands, what's with the grin Mr. J?"

"Well, if you must know, I met a knockout brunette this morning at the book store, and got her number."

"Oooh, wow. That's amazing. No really, it is. See, this is me amazed."

"Well, you may be more floored if you knew who the number belonged to."

"Sure, sure, I'll bite. Who's number is it?"

I looked through the DVD case for my Firefly box set. I threw it at him and said, "That brunette."

"He scanned the box cover for a bit before it hit him. "Bullshit. Bullshit. And three times I say it, bullshit."

"I say thee nay to thine cries of bullshit," I replied.

"Yeah yeah, blow it out yer ass Thor. I still say bullshit."

"Alas, poor Kyle, thou hast little faith in thine own cousin."

"Dude, cut it with the Asgard talk."

"Sorry, got carried away there. But anyhow, let's place a little bet on it. If I call this number, and Ms. Morena Baccarin shows up at the bar this Friday, you let me go early and cover the entire bar on your own."

"And if she doesn't show up?"

"Then you leave early and I cover things. Probably better that way for the customers. They won't have to dodge Jack Daniels bottles."

"Two things. One: Fuck you, and Two: You're on." We shook hands and the bet was on. I felt a bit odd on betting on something as trivial as this, but if it meant I got out of work to go out with a beautiful woman, I wasn't going to complain.

*******

I was in my room, strumming around on my acoustic guitar, when my cell rang. I picked it up.

"Yo, this is Jake," I said into the phone.

"Jake-O, how's it goin' there buddy?" a familiar voice replied.

"Laura?" I asked. "Laura, that you?"

"No, it's the other blazing hot red head you know. Of course it's me."

"How've you been? Besides the whole "dying your hair the unholy shade" thing."

"Oh shut the fuck up. Like I don't get that enough from my other friends. It's for a movie role."

"Sure sure Red, whatever you say. Betrayer."

"Oh shut up! Stop with the hair, lest I will not drop by New York to see you."

"You're coming here?"

"Yeah, why not? Figured you could use a friendly familiar face. You know, to remind you that Cali isn't ALL bad memories."

"I know that Red. But you coming to visit won't get me back there any sooner. I still have to get.....you know...her...out of my system."

"Jesus, I swear, I've never heard of two people being so fucking whiny over a damn break-up. I know you two loved each other, but damn, all I hear is ‘why oh why? Woe is me!' in stereo. A friendly ear can only take so much."

"What do you mean by ‘in stereo'?" I asked, standing up from my sitting position on the bed.

"Put two and two together Professor X," she replied. "Did you really think the break was all together that clean for her? About two days after you left, she was looking all over for you. She wanted to talk and work things out. She found me and I let her in on where you were and why. She's really not all together sure she made the right choice, and my guess is she's hurting like you are now."

I was dumbfounded. I actually fell backwards onto my bed at hearing this. I thought she was sure of the choice. Now, knowing she felt like I did, she wanted to talk...I had to see her.

"Jake," Laura said. "Jake, you still there?"

"Wha?" I replied, gathering my thoughts. "Yeah, still here Red. So, you're saying, she really wants to talk to me? Try to work it out?"

"Well yeah, but if you're thinking of doing it now, you may want to wait a bit. She's in Australia filming a movie."

"Well, the fact that she wants to talk is good enough for me. And the fact that a close bud of mine is coming up to visit just adds a bit more juice to my day."

"Glad to hear I could bring a smile to that face of yours, even if it was in a non-carnal way. I'll see you in a week then. Just meet me at the airport. I'll give you more details later. Gotta go now. Bye."

"Bye." This was great. A second chance. She wanted to talk. She doubted the break-up. If things worked out right, I'd be with her again. I'd be with Elisha. Sure, it'd have to wait a few months, but I could wait. For her I could.

No use dwelling on what could be though. If I thought about it too much, I know I'd just end up jinxing myself. I flipped on the TV and started channel surfing. Wouldn't you know it, I flipped through and found something with the lovely Ms. Cuthbert herself on it. I decided to watch, a stupid grin definitely sliding over my face. She was being interviewed on the set of her movie in Australia. The interviewer asked her the usual, softy questions, per usual with behind the scenes stuff. The camera crew followed her around the set, continuing with the mind-numbingly droll questions, but I stayed glued. It was, after all, the girl I might have a new shot with. 

I continued to watch with that stupid grin on my face, until a certain point came up on this behind-the-scenes special. I watched as Elisha put her arms around some member of the crew, and plant a big kiss on his lips. One of the kisses I used to get.

"Well, who's this Ms. Cuthbert?" the reporter asked. "A new beau?"

"This is Dave," she replied cheerfully. "He's a grip on the set. He's my Crackerjack."

Well. That's just fucking great.

*************

"She called him Crackerjack," I said despondently to Josie. "That's my fucking name. What the fuck?" We were sitting at a coffee shop. There weren't too many people there, so my slightly raised voice wasn't calling too much attention. "Isn't that like an unwritten rule? ‘Never call another person by a name you reserved for your ex.'? It comes right after ‘Never feed mogwais after midnight'."

"Jake, come on," Josie said, taking my hand in hers. "I know this hurts, especially after what your friend told you, but you know what, if she's gonna pull something like that, then she really doesn't deserve a second chance."

"But Josie...."

"NO ‘buts' Jake. You're a great guy. Great to talk to, fun to be with, great in the sack. You deserve better from an ex than that. Even if it was a bad break."

"You know, you're right. Hurts like all fuck, but you're right. No need to even think about talking to her if she's gonna pull something like this."

"That's the spirit! Show some testicular fortitude!"

"Thanks for the pep talk coach."

"Well....how about more than a pep talk?" And with the end of that sentence, I heard her shoe drop to the ground and felt her foot slide it's way to my crotch. "I have a few ideas."

"I bet you do," I replied with a smirk. "Now, just what are these ideas, I wonder?"

"Well, I was thinking something like a nice drive to a nice little amusement park, maybe add a bit more fun to the funhouse, that kind of thing."

"Sounds like a plan."

**********

The drive to Coney Island was easily the longest, but most fun, drive I've ever had, with Josie teasing me along the way. As soon as we arrived and parked, we rushed to into the amusement park and located the funhouse.

As soon as we walked through the doors, Josie darted ahead of me, laughing as she breezed by. I followed her of course, found she had done some work for me, removing her panties and leaving them for me to find along the way.

When I finally caught up with her, she was in the hall of mirrors. She was leaning with her back against one of the mirrored walls, her skirt lifted with one hand while the other fingered her slit.

"Mmmmm....c'mere Jake," she said in a sigh. I waked over to her and lowered my face to her to kiss her deeply, feeling a slight nibble on my bottom lip, courtesy of Ms. Maran. I felt her undo my belt and zipper, and I let my pants fall around my ankles as I lifted her up, Josie wrapping her legs around my waist as I lowered her on to my painfully hard cock. 

As soon as I was completely inside her, Josie opened her eyes and fixated her stare on me, her wicked half-smile crossing her face as I began to thrust into her. I moved my mouth to her neck and began to lick and nibble, getting yelps and groans from her as we fucked.

"FUCK!" exclaimed Josie. "FUCK YES! That's it Jake...fuck my tight little pussy...fuck me fucking hard! Fuck me like a fucking whore...FUCK!!!"

"You like that Josie?" I gasped. "You like this fucking cock? You like it fucking you! You like this?" I started to thrust into her with more voracity, my teeth gritted as the obscenities flowed from my mouth. I looked into the mirror we were leaned against and saw multiple reflections of our activity. I don't know if it means I'm completely egotistical or something, but the sight of the two of us fucking like animals just seemed to spur me on more, make me act more animal like, which got no complaints from Josie.

"God damn it YES! Keep fucking me you fucker! FUCK YES! Don't fucking stop!!"

"Fucking cum for me Josie. Cum on my hard cock. Fucking cum." I savagely took her shirt down to expose her pert breasts to me, and eagerly took her right one into my mouth, nibble and sucking on her nipple as my other hand went for her clit, frigging it as we fucked, lost in the moment.

Josie was approaching her crescendo, her voice getting more and more high pitched as I thrusted into her, her crotch grinding into me at random intervals, sending insane feelings through my body. She moved her head forward and began to lick and nibble on my earlobes, her breaths getting shorter and short until finally, I felt her pussy spasm around my cock, and heard a low groan escape from her lips as her orgasm hit her, her warm juices covering my cock. Within a few more thrusts, I let out a loud groan myself as I released my hot cum into her waiting pussy. I lowered Josie down and watched her slide down the mirrored wall, a smile on her face as she wiped sweat from her forehead. I fell back as well, but with a bit more of a start as my butt hit the cold linoleum floor, to which I responded with quickly pulling my pants up. 

"Well," Josie said crawling over to me and planting a deep kiss on my lips. "Hope that took your mind off your troubles."

*************

"So, what are your plans for tonight?" Josie asked as we walked up the stairs to the apartment.

"Well, not much really," I replied. "I was thinking of calling this really cute chick I met the other day, but after what's gone on recently, I don't know."

"Oh come on Jake, do we really need to go through this again? And besides, what better way to wipe the taste of heartbreak then not only having some hot, spur of the moment sex with one gorgeous girl, then going out on a date with another, while obviously not nearly as gorgeous, but still good-looking, girl?"

"Yeah, I'll call her. No reason to dwell on the unfortunate bad choices of an ex, right?"

"Very true my friend," Josie said as we approached the door. "Now, this is unfortunately where I must depart Jake. I gotta head off. Late for a lunch thing. But I promise I'll see you around." She got on her toes and gave me a kiss on the cheek goodbye, and walked down the stairs. I turned around and opened the door, and headed straight for the phone. Might as well get in contact with Morena now, before any feelings of sadness overtook me and prevented me from doing so. I dialed her up and heard my call be answered.

"Hello?" asked Morena.

"Morena?" I asked.

"This is she," she replied.

"Hi, this is Jake Parker. You know, I accidentally knocked you down in the bookstore, bought you a cup of coffee......"

"Oh yeah. I was wondering if you'd call. What can I do for you?"

"I was wondering if maybe you'd like to do something tonight. Dinner, movie, rob a liquor store. You know, average date stuff."

"Hmmm, now the liquor store idea does sound tempting, but I think dinner and a movie is a better bet. You know, for first dates. If this was a third, it'd be armed robbery all the way."

"Glad I have that for future reference," I replied with a laugh. "Can you meet me at Nick's Dive? You need directions?"

"No, I know the place. I'll meet you there at around.....8:30?"

"That sounds great. See you then Morena. Bye."

"Bye."

***********

I was behind the bar serving some shots up as Morena walked through the door. She was wearing a nice red dress with a pink floral pattern, and a black jacket. She spotted me behind the bar and walked over to me.

"Why hello Mr. Parker," she said with a bright smile. "You almost done here?"

"Almost Ms. Baccarin," I said. "Got to get out a few more drinks, then I'm out."

"Great. And since you're making some drinks anyway, I'll take a tequila sunrise."

"Right away ma'am." I got to making her drink, and handed it off as soon as I was done. I then headed down to Kyle. "Look over there dipshit."

"What?" he asked, looking over. When his eyes came upon Morena, sipping her drink, he winced. "I fucking hate you sometimes man, I really do."

"Yes, indeed, I do know thine hatred. But as we agreed, I prove I was telling the truth, I leave, making you the sole bartender tonight."

"Yeah, yeah, get the fuck out of here, before I decide to welch."




Benefits Ch. 09



"All righty then. Have fun tonight bro."

"Would you kindly just fuck off?"

"You got it," I said with a grin as I left and went to join Morena. "If you just give me a minute to clock out and change into something more respectable, I'll be right with you."

"Okay. You need to go by your place or something to get fresh clothes?"

"Well yeah, but luckily for the both of us, my place is just upstairs. You're of course welcome to wait up there or down here. Which ever is best for you."

"I think I'll wait up there. I can take this with me, right?" she asked, raising her drink.

"Of course. Just follow me." I led Morena to the doorway that lead to the stairs to the apartment. When we arrived, I let her in first. "Make yourself comfy on the couch, I'll be as soon as I can."

"Okay," she replied shifting on the couch as I headed to my room. I went through my closets, threw a pair of grey slacks and a black shirt on the bed as my chosen garb. As I removed my work togs and put on the pants and shirt, I noticed an envelope on my bed. Kyle must have tossed it in here when he brought in the mail. I picked it up and noticed it was from Elisha. I eagerly opened it. Maybe it was a letter apologizing. Shyeah, right. But there was a letter in it. Along with a few pictures of us. Good times. I put the pics down however and scanned through the letter:

Dear Jake,

I hope you find some use for these pictures, because I just can't look at them. I'm sorry if this hurts you, but I can't look at these and not start to hurt myself. I hope you understand. Please don't hate me.

Elisha

Well, this week just keeps getting better and better. I crumpled up the letter and tossed it in the trash.

"Jake, you ready yet?" Morena asked form from the couch.

"Yeah," I said flatly. "Definitely."

*************

We sat in a nice atmospheric Italian restaurant. We ate in silence however. I had this beautiful brunette before me, and all I could do was agonize over wounds that just wouldn't heal up. This being the case, Morena was of course the one to break the silence.

"Do most of your dates have such odd, uncomfortable silences Mr. Parker?" she asked, taking a sip of water.

"I'm sorry Morena," I replied. "I just have some heavy stuff on the mind right now. Didn't mean to ruin the date."

"It's not ruined at all Jake," she said, wiping her mouth delicately with a napkin. "Slowed down, yes. But not ruined. Why don't we pay the check and walk around a bit. Just talk a little. Get some stuff off your chest."

"No limits?" I asked

"None at all."

************

We walked down a semi-busy side walk. We had stopped by an ice cream stand while walking, so we both had cones, munching on them as we walked.

"Well, we're walking Jake," Morena said, taking a lick from her cone. "But I don't hear any talking. So spill it, what's wrong?"



"You want me to be completely honest with you?" I asked, hoping she wouldn't be peeved. From my experience, no girl you're on a date with EVER wants to hear about your exes.

"Yes. No need to hold back. Unless it's some seriously odd stuff."

"All right then. Well, it involves my ex. The break-up was really bad, and I was really fucking hurting. But I felt I was over it. Then I get news from a bud that she wants to get back together, that she thought breaking up was a mistake. Literally right after I heard that, I see her call someone else a name I thought was reserved only for me. Then I get a letter from her, full of pictures of the two of us together. Letter with it said she can't even look at the pictures anymore. And that was right before we went out."

"I see. Sounds somewhat heavy. Why didn't you just ask me to reschedule? I would have understood."

"Yeah, but I don't like to break dates. I didn't want to spoil the night."

"Good job you did there Mr. Parker," said Morena in a sarcastic tone, getting a laugh from me. "Whoa, the statue giggled."

"Yeah, doesn't happen often these days for some reason."

"Listen, why don't we go to my place, have a few drinks, continue talking. Maybe this night won't be a total bust."

"Why not?"

**********

Morena led me through the door to her apartment. It was pretty nice looking. Nice black couch, a recliner, widescreen TV. If I was Homer Simpson, I'd have been drooling. I took off my jacket and placed it on the coat rack next to the door.

"How do you feel about tequila?" Morena asked, closing the door behind me and heading towards the liquor cabinet.

"Sounds fine by me," I replied, sitting on the couch. "Jebus, nice couch."

"Thanks," she said with a smile, setting down a bottle of Cabo Wabo and two glasses on the coffee table. "Let me get some salt and cut some limes. I'll be right back." I saw her head into the kitchen, and heard some drawers open, and soon heard the sound of fruit being sliced.

"You mind if I pour some out for us?" I asked.

"Go ahead, just don't drink any until I get back."

"You got it." I opened the bottle and poured for both of us, as she came back, salt in a monkey dish and limes cut on a plate. She sat next to me, and we both put some salt on our hand, and did our shots, and sucked the lime juice.

"Well, I can just see that tension leaving you," she said with a smile. "Tequila seems to be doing the trick, and with one shot...light weight."

"I think it has much more to do with this couch then the tequila Ms. Baccarin. I'm no light weight, let me assure you."

"All right then, take this lime into your mouth, meat side outward." I lifted the slice of lime into my mouth as she sprinkled some salt onto my forearm. I watched as she licked the salt up, downed her shot, and went for the lime in my mouth, gently brushing my tongue with hers before she bit into the lime. "Mmmm, you want a turn?"

I smiled at her slyly and sprinkled a bit of salt on her shoulder, and placed the lime slice into her mouth myself. I poured myself a shot, then licked the salt from her shoulder, downed said shot, and went for the lime, kissing her deeply before I pulled away.

"So, is the night going better for you so far Jake?" she asked with a smile before pushing me to where I was now laying on the couch. "Because believe me, it can only get better."

"I may just need some proof of that Morena," I said pulling her face to mine for a kiss. As our lips touched I felt her reach for my pants and begin to unbuckle my belt, a smile forming on her face as we kissed. I lifted her up in my arms and took her with me to her kitchen. I noticed she held the tequila bottle in her hand. 

I placed her on the counter near the sink, and began to lick and suck on her neck. Morena let out a light, happy sigh, and I saw her push the straps of her dress down her shoulders as I slowly made my way down to them, planting light kisses on her now bare shoulders. I took the dress removal over from Morena as she began to run her fingers through my hair. Her dress was now pulled below her breasts, and I had the perfect view.

Morena's breasts were a sight of near perfection. They had a natural hang to them. A healthy C-cup with dime sized brown nipples. Her bronzed skin offset my paler tone. I must have spent too much time marveling at them, because Morena moaned, "Jake, are you just gonna stare, or are you gonna suck? Need some incentive?" 

Morena smiled devilishly as she picked up the tequila bottle and began to pour down her chest. I eagerly licked and sucked every drop that came trickling down her beautiful breasts. As the trickle slowed, I continued to suck and lick her breasts, nibbling and gently biting on her nipples, as she moaned softly, drinking from the bottle some herself before she pulled me up to face her, where she deposited the drink into my mouth with a kiss. After that, I eagerly dropped to my knees and lifted her skirt up, causing her to shiver as her flesh touched the cool surface of the counter. 

I lifted her left leg onto my shoulder and began to kiss her inner thighs and trace my tongue across her panties. I felt her shiver slightly, which made me smile a bit between kisses and licks. I did a few more broad tongue stroke across her panties as I hooked my thumbs in the elastic and removed them from her body. 

The moment her glistening slit was exposed to me, I went for it greedily, my right fingers joining my mouth for a double assault. As my mouth latched onto her clit, and I began to suck and lash it with my tongue, my index and middle fingers crooked themselves and began to thrust in and out of her , twisting and turning with each thrust. I felt I was doing at least satisfactory, with Morena grabbing me by the head and driving me further into her crotch.

I focused most of my attention on her clit, tracing her name in every font I could think of across it quickly with my tongue. I grazed my teeth across it on occasion, giving my tongue a few seconds rest. But then, it went right back to work, quickly darting across it again, though every so often changing it up, and dragging slowly, attentively across it.

After a good 15 minutes of this treatment, Morena grabbed me by the head and pulled me to her face quickly, kissing me fiercely, licking her juices from my lip as I picked her up and headed for the couch again, and sat down with a thud. My hands moved to her firm ass as hers now completely undid my pants, freeing my achingly hard cock. I lifted her up and slowly lowered herself onto me, both of us releasing guttural groans once I had completely entered her. She placed her hands on my shoulders and began to rock back and forth on me. The pace was slow and maddening, but I let her dictate it, and, as maddening as it was, it still felt insanely good. 

I leaned my head forward to kiss and suck on her breasts as she slowly rode me, moving my right hand from her ass to move it between us, frigging her clit, hoping to increase her pace. The trick worked, and the urging was all she needed to increase her pace, or flesh slapping together now becoming very audible. I hoped her walls were thick.

There was no talking between us, but there were sounds being made beyond the wet flesh. Loud moans and groans emanating from Morena, grunts and growls from me. 

I slapped her ass playfully as her pace continued to increase, Morena now lifting herself up and down, impaling herself on my dick, stopping occasionally to grind into me. I wasn't slouching off myself though. I met her thrust for thrust, gave her everything she was giving me right back.

I felt her body begin to quiver, and her eyes shut quickly. He rorgasm was hitting her. "Yessssss...fuck yes.......," she said through gritted teeth as she grabbed me by the face and looked int my eyes as her orgasm began to rock her body. When it hit her full swing, she through her head back. "FUCK YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!" she yelled, her pussy convulsing around my cock, now sending me into my point of no return.

"Morena," I said with a growl. "I'm cumming babe...fucking right now.....where do you want it?"

"Cum inside me Jake," she replied, gasping for air. "I'm on the pill." I needed wait no longer. I shut my eyes and with a groan, I unloaded inside Morena. I must have shot ten healthy doses inside of her, completely coating her inner walls in my cum. She held her head back, then slowly brought her face to mine, kissing me deeply, then resting her head on my shoulder. "Mmmmm, stay the night here?"

"Of course," I replied, kissing her on the cheek.

************

I awoke the next morning to the scent of fresh coffee. I got out of Morena's very comfy bed and slipped on my boxers. And headed to the kitchen, where I saw here taking a sip from a cup.

"Morning," she said with a smile. She put her cup down and headed towards me for kiss, which I returned.

"Mmm, morning to you to," I replied, my cock stirring at the site of her in just a silk robe.

"Well, I see everyone is awake," she said with a smirk, looking at my cock, getting hard again. "Can't get enough can you?"

"Well, he's got a mind of his own," I replied, kissing her as she pushed me towards the couch, once again sitting me down. Though instead of mounting me this time, she knelt before me, pulling my boxers down around my ankles. She slowly jacked my cock, moving her head over it. I moved her hair from her face and helped her hold it back as she slowly took me into her mouth, snaking her tongue around every inch as her other hand began to knead and massage my balls.

She took me completely in her mouth and held me there for about thirty seconds before releasing me, taking a few deep breaths as she jacked my now slippery cock. As soon as she regained her composure, she started to lick and kiss the sides of my prick, paying special attention to the sensitive area where the shaft and head meet.

Morena decided to give her hand that was massaging my balls a rest, and took attention to them in her mouth. She licked the whole sack first, completely coating it in her saliva before she took either of my balls into her mouth. She took one in and slowly massaged and caressed it with her tongue, getting a loud moan of satisfaction from me as I ran my fingers through her hair. This insane treatment was given to my other testicle as well, eliciting the same positive repsonse from myself. As Morena removed her mouth from my balls, she gave me a wisked little half-smile as her mouth went back to my cock.

She licked again from base to tip, planted a kiss on the tip, and once again took me in her mouth, now intent on bringing me to my finish. Morena began to bob her head faster and faster up and down on my cock, my pelvis now thrusting into her mouth as well. My body couldn't take much more. I moved my hands to her head and began to hold her in place. "Fuckkkk....Morena...I cumming...let me cum in your mouth baby...." I felt her moan in response, tickling my balls, coaxing my semen to erupt, which it soon did. With a loud moan, I shot my hot cum into her mouth, a good five shots. As I laid my head back on the couch, coming down from this intense orgasm, Morena came face to face with me and opened her mouth, showing me my cum, playing with it with her tongue before knocking it back like a shot of tequila the night before.

"Mmmm, we'll have to do this again some time Mr. Parker," she said with a smile. "You've got a place in my little black book to be sure."

"Same here...but I hope it's not for a relationship, at least not yet," I replied, instantly realizing I should have brought that up earlier.

"Mmm, no worries Jake. Just think of me as a friend. That's what you need, and I'll be there for you. This is just..a bonus for both of us."

"Definitely. Could always use another friend."

"Well, you should get going Jake. Not to sound rude, but I have to head off for a meeting with my agent. Getting my shooting schedule for the Firefly movie all hammered out."

"They're making a movie from Firefly?" I asked with geeky excitement as I pulled my boxers up.

"Yes," she replied sipping from her coffee again. "Maybe if you're a good boy I'll invite you on set."

"Ooooh, shiny."

***********

I put my clothes back on and gave Morena a kiss goodbye. And once again, my mind was free of any pain. No pain over Elisha and her dubious actions lately. I was neutral. Neutral rules. As I headed to my car, my cell phone began to ring. I checked the ID. Unknown. I answered.

"Hello?" I asked.

"J-jake?" the voice asked back.

"Yeah, this is him."

"Jake...it's Elisha."

"What? Elisha? What are you doing calling me?"

"Jake please, just let me talk..."

"No....my turn to talk Elisha. And what I have to say is simple. DON'T. CALL. ME. You wanted it to be over, well, now it is. For sure. You dumped me, our pictures, and fucked me up on the inside big time. Go have fun with your new Crackerjack. I'm not having it anymore."

"But Jake...."

"Goodbye Elisha. I'm sorry, but goodbye." I hung up and turned the phone off. Can't believe what I had just said....also couldn't believe I meant it. But after everything, I was just fucking tired of it. The guilt, the pain. Yeah, I fucked up. Big time. But so did she. And it's no use dwelling on the fucking past. I'm only interested in the future. And the present of course. And as I saw it, the present didn't have her in it, and neither would the future. And I was fine with that. More than fine. No more of the past coming back to haunt me.

"Jake?" a voice asked behind me. I turned around to see an all too familiar face.

"Mila?"



Benefits Ch. 10



All of the events in this story are totally fictional, which means, for those who never paid attention in class, that they never, ever happened.

So many words were going through my head. I had just spent the night with the beautiful Morena Baccarin, after having one Hell of a series of bad days, only to walk out of said woman's apartment to see a face I never wanted to even think of again, the face of my former best friend, Mila Kunis. Somehow, three words managed to come to mind. "WHAT THE FUCK?"

"Jake, please," Mila said, putting her hands gently on my shoulders. "Calm down."

"Don't worry," I said, calmly removing her hands from my body. "I won't give you the satisfaction of causing a scene. Now, for my first, VERY calm question, why the blue Hell are you here, looking me in the face?"

"Well, if you're asking if I came looking for you, the answer's no. I was just walking by to get a cup of coffee. If you're asking why I'm in New York, you know that I have a place here, and during the summer I spend time here."

"So you weren't looking for me?"

"I was going to eventually, but not right now. I thought you'd be at Kyle's."

"Naw naw. I mean I live there, but I wouldn't have...wait, why the Hell am I even talking to you? Do us both a favor Ms. Kunis, and leave me the fuck alone." I began to walk away, when Mila grabbed me by the arm.

"Jake, just wait a second. Let me at least tell you something. Please, after over 13 years, you owe me. Please."

"...Fine," I said. Even after everything, if she really needed something, I couldn't say no.

"Let's go to that coffee shop I was heading to, sit in a booth, and just let me talk, okay?"

**************

"Well, you got your coffee, and we're sitting, so talk," I said sternly to Mila, looking at her coldly from my seat.

"Don't waste any time do you?" she asked, trying to get some kind of response from me. I just continued to stare at her. "Wow, tough crowd. Well, let me just get down to it then, but I NEED you to stay till I'm finished, okay?"

"Fine," I replied. "So talk Kunis."

"All right, here it goes. Jake, I'm sorry. I know that doesn't fix what happened. I know it doesn't put you and Elisha back together, I know it doesn't fix things between you and I. But when you and Elisha began dating essentially because of me, and when you two began to fall hard for each other, it tore me apart inside. I never even knew I had these feelings for you, and frankly, I don't really know if they were real, or just something fueled by jealousy, or something else. All I know is that I was your best friend. You were happier then you'd ever been in your life, and I decided that I couldn't have that. I know that no matter how much I apologize, things can't be fixed, not between you and her, between you and Dyl, and especially between you and me....." As she finished, she began to trail into a cry, a tear rolling down her right cheek as she began to softly sob. 

As much as I wanted to just let her sit there alone, stew in what she'd done, I couldn't. Like the movie says, ‘I may be an asshole, but I'm not a fucking asshole.', so I went to her side of the booth, and hugged her, let her cry into my shoulder. "Hey, come on now Kunis," I said to her, stroking her hair. "No need for tears. Come on, quit it. You're gonna make me feel guilty and other bad stuff for being mad at you."

"But Jake..." she sniffled. "You have every right to be mad."

"Oh yeah, I know. And I still am. I still want to punch Dyl square in the damn throat. I'm still fuming at you. None of that means I want to see you cry. Doesn't mean you're my exactly my favorite person again either though."

"Jake, you think there's any way, any way at all we can be friends again? I know the damage to what we had is big, bigger then I probably even realize, but is there a shot?"

"I don't know Mila, I really don't. Despite how FUCKED you and Dyl helped make my life, I can't just throw away 13 years. Then again, I also can't overlook what I lost."

"Jake, I'm so sorry about Eli..."

"Just..don't even bring her into this. I'm done with her, and she's made things clear about how she feels about me. But as for you and I, if we can get close to how we were, we'll have to take it slow. We both fucked things up. I am very willing to admit it."

"I think I can deal with that Jake. But why are you so willing to forgive?"

"Two reasons. A. You're my best friend. I try to shrug it off, but we both know that's true. You're too big a part of my life to just write you off. And B. Anything to get you to stop blubbering. I mean come on kid. No one's cuttin' onions."

"Well, if we're gonna start off slow, you wanna start off today?"

"No Mila. I do want to try and rebuild things, but like I said, slow. Today was a good first step. But right now, I need to go to my place, and sort things out in my head a bit. I'll call you on your cell later, okay?"

"Okay. And thank you Jake."

"Don't thank me. Thank years of comic book reading, corrupting me into an honest guy."

************

Upon walking away from the coffee shop, numerous thoughts began to enter my mind. Was I letting Mila off the hook too easily? Did I even really mean a word of what I said back there, or was I just trying to be a nice guy? Could I even trust her at all? These questions did nothing but bounce around my head like a rubber ball, and no good answers came to mind. As I hopped in a cab and rode back to the apartment, I still had no answers. I'd talk to Josie, but around this time she was always very busy, so that'd be no luck. And Morena, well, even though we had a lot of fun the previous night, I couldn't unload all this onto her. And Kyle still didn't know what had gone on in California. So I was screwed, no one to talk this over with. But just as I arrived at the apartment, my cell began to ring again.

"Hello," I said into the phone.

"Well hellooooooo Mr. Parker," Laura said via phone. "I've just landed pally, and it sounds like you and I have some serious talking to do."

"Damn, news travels fast Red," I said into the phone. "You sound pissed though."

"You just have some explaining to do Jake, that's all. Meet me at JFK, all right?"

"You got it." I heard a click and then folded my phone. What had her so pissed?

***********

I called Laura back up to get what gate she'd be at, but she told me to just meet her at baggage claim. She still sounded pissed off. And for the life of me, I couldn't figure out why. 

I arrived at the airport and headed to baggage claim. I waited a few minutes, and saw her walk up to me. "Hey Red," I said to her with a smile and a hug, which was barely returned.

"You and me, we have to talk," she said sternly. "NOW." I picked up her bags and followed her to a waiting limo. "Get in." After I put her stuff in the trunk, I got in, and she followed. "Got the strangest phone call when I got in Jake. You'll never believe who it was."

"I think I have a good idea," I said. She had to be talking about Mila. But why would she be pissed? Wouldn't she want Mila and I to make up?

"It was Elisha Jake. Sobbing, crying over the phone. Saying she tried to talk to you, but you just yelled and snapped, and told her to never ever call you again. She was crying big time Jake. Now, here's what gets me. I tell you she wants to get back together, I tell you how bad she feels, and when she calls, THAT'S when you decide to let her have it? Did you know I told her it'd be a good idea for her to call you, that you wanted to talk? Now this happens, shit, what the fuck is wrong with you?"

"Whoa whoa whoa Red, Elisha definitely didn't tell you the whole story then."

"Well, I have to hear this then." So I went on and told her. I told her about how JUST after she called to tell me all this, that Behind The Scenes Special came on. I told her about the film crew member, and what was done and said on screen. "I see. So, because she acts childish, you act like it too?"

"No Red. But frankly, I'm fucking tired of playing games. If she really felt like you said she did, what was with Mr. Grip Dipshit?"

"Like I said, childish shit, like you running away from your problems instead of facing them down."

"Low blow Red. Real fuckin' low."

"Oh you know it's true. I didn't say a fuckin' thing at the time, but I thought even then this was fucking bullshit Jake. You could have easily talked this out with her, but nope, you just fucking folded like a piece of cardboard. You could have attempted to smooth shit out with Mila, but nooooo, you fucking let your pride stop that. How about you start being a man, and stop being such a little pussy?"

"Why don't you back the fuck off? First of all, maybe in hindsight, I shouldn't have left, but I did what I felt I had to fucking do. And as for Mila, that problem kind of ended up beginning to solve itself. She's here, and we're talking without screaming our heads off at each other. But as far as Elisha goes, I really don't give a flying fuck anymore, I don't. Sorry if that disappoints you."

"Fuck Jake, let it go. She wants you back Jake. She's fucked up along the way realizing it, but she wants you back. Isn't that what you want?"

"Not anymore. I don't want her back, and that's the end of it. I'm over it. She should join the fucking club."

"You know what? Fine. Have it your way. But I'm not gonna be the one to tell her. You do it yourself."

"Hard to do if I don't plan on talking to her."

"You're such a fucking child."

"Whatever Red. I've just moved on. If she hasn't, then tough shit."

*******************

We sat in silence for the duration of the ride. I don't know where she got off, thinking she had ANY right to ream on me for this. Elisha decided we couldn't go any further. I had moved on. I had no reason to feel bad. Then the image of her crying.....over something I did...again.....fuck. Fuck fuck fuck. NO! This time it was.....God damn it.......

"Listen," I said to Laura as I helped her with her luggage. "If you want to hang out without completely ripping me a new one, just call my cell."

"Look, Jake, I'm sorry about yelling at you like that," Laura replied as we walked into the building she was staying at. "But I honestly think you're making a mistake. You and Elisha, you two are so good together. And to watch you both throw it away over this childish shit....well, it pisses me the fuck off."

"I'm sorry about that Laura, but it's my decision to make. And right now, I decide to say "no" to her."

"Fine. I won't say a thing about it again except both of you are morons, and should just get over all this and realize how retarded you two are for each other. Now I'm done."

"Good. So, who you stayin' with anyway?" That questioned was answered with the next voice I heard.

"LAURA!" Mila yelled, greeting her friend with a hug. "And Jake! It's great to see you both! SO great."

"Wow, you weren't kidding about the "no yelling" part Jake," Laura said. "In fact, I see no repressed rage at all. Good job sport."

"Thank you ever so much Red," I said sarcastically. "Well, once I help you with all this, I'll be off, back to my place for some rest after all this activity."

"How about we three meet up tonight?" Laura asked. "After I get settled in, we go to some clubs, bowling for the squirt......"

"Oh, do shut up," Mila said.

"I don't know," I said, unsure if it was cool to be hanging with Mila so soon. We both agreed to take it kind of slow in getting back to where we were.

"You know," Mila said. "I'm tired too. I think I wanna stay in tonight."

"Yeah, I know the feeling," I said to her, relieved. "Besides, I gotta work tonight."

"All right," Laura said. "But I'm only in town for a week ya know, so it'll have to be soon."

"I promise, sometime this week."

"Good. See ya ‘round dork," said Laura, deciding to take her stuff up herself with Mila.

*********************

As soon as I got through my door and close enough, I collapsed face first on my couch. It had been quite a hectic day so far. I had no idea about anything anymore. How did I feel about Elisha? Did I still love her? Or was I really over it? The Mila questions? Infinite. I was completely scatterbrained. I had no clue where I was going. Hell, I was lucky to be able to remember my name.

"Yo, Ostrich Boy," Kyle said from behind the couch. "Get your head up from there and wake the fuck up."

"Dude, not now, I'm beggin' ya, just not now."

"Oh great, the Amazing Manic Depressive Kid is back."

"I'm beggin' ya man......."

"Guess what pally. I ain't leavin' this damn room till you tell me the whole thing. Why you're Billy Bitchcakes recently. And you know I can do it. So spill it all."

"Dude, you really don't want to know....."

"Yeah, I do. Otherwise, you'll still be Mr. Whiny Bitch. So spit it out fucker."

"Fine...." So I did. I let him in on the whole shebang. Meeting Elisha, not liking her at first, the concert, falling for her, what happened, everything.

"Well....at least now I know why you leave the room when I watch my 24 DVDs," he said. "I know this is really undercutting things, but that sucks man.....completely. Though I promise you, next time I see Dyl, I'm punching that fucker in the throat."

"Great minds think alike," I said with a smirk. "But now I find out Elisha wants me back, and now Mila's here, being all apologetic...fuck....it never just rains lightly does it?"

"Naw, it doesn't. But in all honesty, that Laura chick may be right. You should at least talk to her. It sounds like that 24 chick really does want to mend things."

"Too bad. I'm past it."

"Have it your way dude. Just remember, second chances don't happen every fuckin' day."

***********

As I worked at the bar that night, I still couldn't get things out of my head. The more I tried to organize things, the more things became unraveled. I kept fucking drinks up, losing concentration. Got so bad my uncle decided to take me off the floor and take over himself. 

I trodded up the stairs, past the apartment up to the roof. I sat down against the ledge again. Why is it that every time it looks like I have things together, it all becomes unraveled? When things gelled with Elisha, BOOM!, everything falls apart. I get over her...BOOM! That gets hit. I hear she wants me back! BOOM! That gets hit. I decide I'm over her, and yet again, KA-FUCKIN'-BOOM. I swear, I must have killed a shit load of puppies or something in a previous life.

*************

I got down to the sidewalk via the fire escape and decided to go for a little walk, clear my head. I walked past Nick's and headed to a different bar I knew of. I just wanted to be alone, drown my sorrows. Weak way to go about dealing with things, but at that moment, I didn't care. I walked through the door of the bar, sat down, and ordered a beer. I sat there for a while, nursing just one fucking beer, dwelling on shit that should have been past me at this point. But, as it seems to be my luck, whenever I'm just about to be over something, it comes back to bite me in the ass.

I must have been completely oblivious to the world around me, because I didn't notice this amazing looking girl sitting next to me until my beer was finished, which by my count was good 45 minutes after I entered the bar. When I got a good look at her, I really kicked myself for not noticing her. It was my favorite slayer herself, Eliza Dushku. What she was doing in a bar in New York, I couldn't quite figure out, but then again, I wasn't up for solving a fucking mystery. But I was up for talking to someone about anything but my life, and Ms. Dushku seemed like the perfect candidate.

"Hey," I said to her. "Mind if I buy you a drink?" She turned to me and gave a quick look.

"Do I have to talk to you?" she asked coldy. But her face went from stern to a smile. "Hey, just kidding. Yeah, knock yourself out."

"What are you drinking?", I asked her.

"MGD."

"Ah, a woman after my own tastes."

"You should feel honored," she said with a smile as I asked the bartender for two more bottles of beer. "My name's Eliza by the way."

"Yeah, I kind of already knew that," I said, taking a sip from my bottle. "My name's Jake."

"Well, hello Jake," she said, taking my hand and shaking it. "What's on your mind, if you don't mind me asking?"

"Eh, just felt the need to get out, ya know? What about yourself?"

"Yeah, I can feel that. For myself, well, I'm just taking a little break, vacationing here in NY before I go back to Vancouver to start the second season of my show."

"How long are you here for?"

"Oh, at least a month, month and a half. Why?"

"Well, I was just wondering if maybe you'd like to get together sometime outside of a bar."

"Hmm, that sounds like a nice little plan. At the very least, it would kill some time for me....." she said with a laugh. "Let me give you my number here." I saw her take a napkin and scribble a number open it, then hand it to me. "Now that's out of the way, wanna sit at that booth over there, continue our little convo, or leave because you got what you wanted?"

"Let's go to the booth."

*****************



Eliza and I sat in that booth for hours, talking about anything that came to mind as naturally as if we had known each other for years. We talked about growing up 80's style, with all the cartoons. With her being a tomboy growing up, she told me she vegged out on pretty much the same stuff I did every Saturday morning.

"I'm tellin' ya Jake," she said, taking a sip from her beer. "These fuckin' kids with Dragonball and other shit, they have no fuckin' taste."

"I hear ya," I reply, raising my bottle to toast hers. "Remember frikkin' Real Ghostbusters? Cool stuff, and it holds up today. And what do these little snots watch now? Some show about a guy with magical playing cards."

"I KNOW. What the Hell is up with these kids?"

"I think it all started when the Power Rangers got more popular than the Ninja Turtles. From there, crap started to snowball to the point where quality shit could no longer shine."

"What, you have charts on this shit or somethin'?"

"Um..........no?"

"Sure, sure." This went on for hours, bullshitting on nothing subjects, until she got a glance at her watch. "Fuck...it's five in the morning. Damn...."

"Yeah, sorry to keep you so long."

"Hey, no problem. It was fun. But I gotta go. You know, new fad called sleep. But call me, we'll get together again."

"Count on it."

"I will," she said with a wave as she walked out of the bar.

************

Once again, I awoke to my cell going off. "‘Lo?" I groggily answered.

"Jake, it's me," Mila said over the phone. "What are you doing today?"

"Oh, I don't know...it's still morning."

"Jake, it's noon."

"Really? Fuck......."

"Yeah, so you have any plans, or you wanna go back to sleep, Lazy Ass?"

"Whaddya want Kunis?"

"A walk in Central Park. See you there in 45. Later."

*************

I sat on a bench in the park, awaiting the arrival of Mila. Hard to believe just a few days ago, I couldn't even think of her without cringing and getting pissed. But now, I was actually looking forward to it. Sure, not all was forgiven, but the negativity was definitely a lot lighter. 

I only had to wait about ten minutes for her to arrive, and as soon as I did, I couldn't help but have a smile cross my face.

"Well hello Mr. Parker," she said with a smile, sitting down next to me.

"Hello yourself Short Stack" I replied with a smile and a hug.

"Short Stack...been a while since you called me that......I still like it and loathe it."

"Then that shall be your nickname now and forever...once again......yeah...."

"So, I made the park plan, what do you wanna do from here?"

"Leaving it all up to me huh?" I said with a smirk.

"Of course," she said. "Like old times."




Benefits Ch. 10



"Sure."

***********

I decided to simply take Mila for a walk around the park, just talking to her, trying to reconnect a bit better. It seemed to be working somewhat. Going over all our fun times, but avoiding the past round of months completely. But that was okay. We didn't need to go there. Yet.

"Remember that Halloween when we were nine?" Mila asked with a wicked smile. 

"Fuck, again with the green short pants?" I replied, rolling my eyes. "When will you let me live that down?"

"Um, let me check my watch....about..15 minutes till....fucking never....yeah, I think that's right."

"I swear, one Halloween, I want to be the original Titans leader, and I never hear the end of it. And you never hear me bringing up your bad costume ideas."

"Because all mine rocked."

"Really? You sure you wanna go with that answer....Gilligan?"

"...you swore you'd never mention that again!" she said, playfully punching me in the arm.

"Hey, if you can bring up the short pants anytime you want, I'm left with precious little choice."

"Fine....truce Webhead...for now....."

"Agreed upon."

"You hungry?" she asked.

"Little bit," I replied. "Are you?"

"Starved. You know of any place good around here?"

"I know a nice burger joint."

"Sounds good. Let's go."

**********

We were sitting at a booth, chowing down. I was having a cheddar guacamole burger, Mila was chowing down on a bacon and swiss.

"How's that burger treatin' ya Short Stuff?" I asked, taking a swig of my Dr. Pepper.

"Good," she replied, swallowing her bite. "This place is great. Gotta remember it for next time I'm here." We sat in silence for a little bit, just eating our burgers. Everything seemed fine to me, but apparently I was totally oblivious to something. "Jake, I have an important question," she finally let out. Her tone was one of dread.

"What's wrong Kunis?"

"Jake, hanging around you today has been great. Like old times...."

"But?"

"But, you and I both know we're skirting around the big issue......"

"Mila......"

"Jake, we both know there's some serious unresolved issues between us. Our feelings. Jake, we had sex. Sure, it was fairly pure passion, but we had sex nonetheless. And being without you just as a friend left a huge hole in my life. But we need to explore something. We need to explore what's between us."

"Mila, we shouldn't go there, not yet."

"Jake," she said, looking me in the eyes, taking my hand in hers. "We need to. We need to know what's really between us."

".....you're right."

************

As soon as we were in her bedroom, Mila and I locked in an embrace. I lifted her up into my arms and deeply kissed her, licking her lips as it was broken. I laid her down on the bed, slowly taking her shirt off. I kissed the top of her black lace-covered breasts, and then kissed my way down to her jeans. I undid the top button and slowly unzipped, rising up to pull them off her body. Once removed, I saw her panties matched her bra, which brought a big smile to my face. I removed my clothes very promptly, mine joining hers in a messy pile on the floor.

Mila looked me in the eyes as I began to soak her in. "Come on Jake," she said softly, "don't stop." Upon hearing that, I lowered my face down to her crotch and broadly licked her panties. She sighed softly as I hooked my thumbs in the hem of her underwear, and lifted her legs up to slowly remove them. As her legs stood in the air, I placed kisses on them, from her ankle to her thigh as she slowly lowered them. 

I licked and nibbled on the thighs until I got to her glistening slit. I gave her a few broad licks, sending enough of a good sensation through her to cause Mila to arch her back and moan. I gave her clit a few slow licks before I began to concentrate my mouth's energy on it completely.

"Yesssssssssssssssssss," Mila hissed, running her fingers through my hair as I lapped at her clit, quickly darting on it with my tongue as I fingered her with my index and middle fingers. Removing my fingers from her wet snatch, I moved them to her mouth.

"Taste yourself Mila," I said, taking a break from my work. "Taste it....." Mila eagerly sucked my fingers into her mouth, wrapping her tongue around my fingers, sucking her juices off them.

"Mmmmmmmmm yessss.....so good," she said as she released my fingers. I went back to focusing on the clit, managing to lock eyes with her every so often as I nibbled and sucked on her aroused nub. 

My hand and mouth switched places, my fingers now rubbing and teasing her clit, my tongue licking and twisting inside of her. "Fuck yes...." she said breathlessly. "Yes...oh fuck yes......"

I continued on her like this for a few more minutes before I stopped and rose up to kiss her. "I need to be inside you Mila," I told her, lining my cock up with her slit. "Let me....."

"Please.....do it." With that, I slowly inserted my hard cock into her, the both of us letting out loud moans. I lifted her up in my arms and moved us into a sitting position. I moved my hands to her breasts and undid her bra. As soon as it was completely removed, I began to suck and kiss on them as I thrust into her. "Uuunnnnnnnhhhhh....yes baby.....fuck yes......so good......"

Mila put her arms behind her as I gripped her hips and began to thrust hard into her. I watched in awe as her face contorted in passion, and as her breasts bounced up and down with my hard thrusts.

"Keep going Jake.....feels so good...your cock is so good...so fucking good.....don't fucking stop...don't ever fucking stop.........fuck me baby...fuck me harder....."

After a while of this position, Mila wrapped her arms around my neck and brought her face to mine, nibbling and kissing my lips. "Get on your back," she said softly. "Now baby...."

Doing as she asked, I got on my back, Mila now on top and in control. She placed her arms at my chest and slowly began to ride me, building up to a rhythm. Soon enough, her room was filled with the sounds of moaning and slapping flesh. But I wanted something more myself. I had Mila remove herself from me and get on all fours in front of me. I gave her ass a playful slap before slamming myself into her pussy from behind.

"FUCKKKKK!" she moaned. I leaned over her back as I fucked her and kissed her neck.

"You fucking love it this way don't you?" I asked her, whispering into her ear between nibbles. "Tell me how much......"

"God yes...you feel so good Jake...fuck yes...don't fucking stop.....fuckkkkk....." she said with eyes shut and teeth gritted. She began to dig her nails into her bed and grind into my crotch every so often. "Fuckyesfuckyesfuckyesfuckyes....so close...fuck....fuck me......" I had her hips in a good grip, and began to thrust back with everything I had.

"Fuck yeah Mila...you feel so fucking good...you fucking love this don't you?"

"Fuck....oh fuck.....damn.....oh my.....fuckkkkkkk....." She bit on her lower lip to try and keep it in, trying to stave of her climax as best she could. She moved one of her hands to her breasts and began to pinch and tweak her own nipples.

I leaned forward, pulling her until her back was against my chest, thrusting into her as hard as I could, moving my hand to her clit, frigging it as the other pulled her face to mine for a kiss. She was close, and soon her pussy began to spasm around my cock. I felt her moan into my mouth as we kissed, and her body stiffened and fell back, her orgasm rushing through her body. Mila fell forward, her ass still up in the air as I continued thrusting into her. With a few more strokes, I hit the wall and let my cum loose into her wet snatch. As soon as I was done, I pulled myself out and fell beside her, kissing her deeply in the afterglow of it all.

************

I was putting my clothes back on when I felt Mila tap me on the shoulder. "Jake," she said softly, "we need to talk."

"I know," I said, turning around to face her. "Which we should have done a while ago."

"Yeah, I know. But what...what just happened....well, it answered a lot of questions I had, well, about us."

"Did the same for me too Short Stack."

"I hope you came to the same conclusion I did then."

"Won't know till you tell me."

"Fair enough," she said, sliding her panties back on. "Jake, you're my best friend. But that's it. It could have been more once, but now.....the time just passed. There's a spark between us, no doubt. But that's all it is. A spark."

"I know what you mean Mila. I feel the same way. We're great friends, and should just be happy with that. Not that what happened just now wasn't great, but, you know, we're friends, and we found out what we needed to know."

"Yeah."

"So.....ya wanna go see a movie?"

"Nah, I'm fine. I'm probably just gonna go out, grab some dinner and come back here. You wanna join in?"

"No thanks. I got some thinking to do. Not about this, but other things."

"I see," Mila said, putting her shirt back on. "Jake, if it's meant to be, you two will get back together. You have to believe that."

"What makes you think I'm thinking of Elisha?"

"I know you Jake. I know when you're hurting. And I know what's hurting you, and I know that I had a major part in doing it. It's not like we're talking rocket science."

"Mila, like I told Laura, and like I told Elisha when she called, it's over, and I'm not going back. Period."

"Okay Jake. But let me ask you this: What if she was the one?"

"If she was, then we both blew it, and she's doing nothing but rub salt in the wound."

"By making a few mistakes? Every relationship has its fair share of that."

"You're forgetting that Elisha and I aren't in a relationship," I replied, walking out her bedroom door. "Something I don't think should change."

************

I headed to a theatre near my apartment. Played some modern movies, but tonight, I was attending a showing of the original Dawn Of The Dead. I wasn't much in the mood for anything uplifting, and the tale of the civilized world falling to the flesh-eating dead seemed perfect. Good time to be had, but not necessarily a happy time.

So, I bought my ticket and headed to the concession stand, ready to spend a good two hours alone, when I bumped into a face I didn't expect to see.



"Well well well, if it isn't Jake Parker," Eliza said, greeting me with a raised eyebrow. "What's a guy like you doing here?"

"Seeing Dawn Of The Dead," I replied. "What's a nice girl like yourself doing her?"

"Oh, the same. You wanna make it a "duo-viewing experience"?"

"Like a pseudo-date?"

"Of sorts," she replied with a smile, taking my arm and pulling me into the theatre.

**********

I sat with Eliza during the film, and actually had the best time I'd had in the time I'd been in N.Y. Just sitting back watching a good movie, with someone I was very comfortable with. I don't know why I was so comfortable with her. I had only just met her. But it felt really natural. Natural enough for me to put my arm around her, natural enough for her to rest her head on my shoulder as we watched wholesale slaughter on the big screen. It felt good. Just really good.

"Ya wanna go get something to eat after this?" Eliza whispered into my ear.

"That's sounds great," I replied.

***********

After the movie, we walked around. We got some hot dogs from a cart and continued our simple convo from the night before. I was really surprised at how much useless crap we both knew, but, as she kept reminding me, she was a total tomboy growing up.

"Come on Jake," she said in between bites of her hot dog. "You're seriously telling me I'm the only girl you've ever met who owned Optimus Prime as a kid."

"Hand to God," I replied. "All the girls were into Barbie and such crap as that."

"Ugh, what's the fun in a dream car if it can't turn into a robot of death?"

"Exactly," I said, and we both laughed. I hadn't noticed it either, but somehow during our walk, we had started holding hands.

"Something wrong?" she asked, noticing my noticing.

"Oh no, nothing at all Eliza," I replied.

"Good, because I have something I need to ask you. A bit more private place is needed though. Follow me." She lead be the hand and took me down and alley way.

"So what's the question?"

"You think I'm hot?" she asked as grabbed me by the neck and drew me in for a kiss. "You wanna fuck me?"

"Yes and yes," I replied as the kiss broke. "You sure about it though? We just met and all....."

"What does this tell you?" she asked, squeezing my cock through my pants. "I like you Jake. I think you're hot as fuck, you're funny, and smart. I like that. I like you. You like me. Makes all the sense in the world."

"I can agree with that."

"Good." And with that, Eliza nearly tore my shirt off removing it, biting and kissing my chest as she worked her way down to my crotch. She frantically went at my belt and zipper, hastily undoing them and drawing my pants and boxers around my ankles. Eliza looked up, catching her eyes to mine, at first with an innocent look as she kissed my thighs, but the innocence sooned turned to a devilish smile as she grasped my cock in her right hand, spit on the head, and began to jack me quickly and she sucked my balls into her mouth.

Eliza rolled and sucked on one, roaming her tongue all over it, and switched to give the treatment to the other, all the time keeping her wicked gaze locked on mine. She continued to jack me as she sucked on my balls, stopping every so often to rub her thumb just under the crown, or tease the pisshole with her fingernails. It took all my concentration to keep my eyes locked on hers. I wanted to let out everything she was doing to me, but the look she was giving me....I couldn't NOT look.

"You fuckin' like that Jake?" she asked, removing her mouth from my balls, but continuing her fast jacking. "I bet you want my fucking mouth to suck on this hard cock don't you? DON'T YOU? Fucking tell me....tell me how much you fucking need it and MAYBE I'll suck you...maybe...fucking tell me baby...."

"Fuuuck....Eliza," I said, keeping my eyes still locked on her and taking a deep breath. "Fucking suck me. Take me into your fucking mouth and fucking suck. I fucking need it so fucking bad...fucking suck me...suck my fucking cock...."

"Just what I wanted to fucking hear. Get ready, you naughty fucker." Giving me one last wicked smile, Eliza opened her mouth and slowly inched my cock into her mouth, slowly snaking her tongue around, eventually getting me all the way in and holding me for at least a minute, while her hands were kneading and massaging my balls, now coated in her saliva.

As she drew me out of her mouth, I felt her again snake her tongue around me, giving the underside of the crown a few quick, hard licks then a kiss before taking a small breath. "Do whatever you want baby. My mouth is yours till I say quit...all yours...whatever you fucking want from it...all yours....." And with that, she started a slow lick, from tip to base, and from base to tip, planting sloppy kisses along the way. Once back at the tip, Eliza quickly took me into her mouth, and this time, I was going to take her at her word. I held the sides of Eliza's head and began to thrust into her mouth.

"Fuck yeah...fucking take it...be my fucking whore.." I growled. She moaned in response, lightly scratching my thighs. "Fuck yes....suck my fucking cock....take all of it...fuck yessss....."

After a few minutes of this, Eliza gave me the signal to stop. I did, and took myself out of her mouth.

"You dirty fucker," she said, wiping her mouth. "I think you've gotten enough of a warm-up. I think I need that cock in my wet fucking pussy now. You wanna? You wanna fuck my slutty little pussy, huh Jake?"

"What does this tell you?" I asked in a grunt as I grabbed her and turned her around her face towards the brick wall, her hands grabbing a fire escape ladder.

"Fuck me Jake....fuck me fast, fuck me hard, fuck me NOW." Looking into her eyes as he said this to me, I couldn't hesitate a moment longer. I reached around and undid her pants and yanked them down around her ankles, licking her ass as I got to my feet. I lined my cock up with her wet opening and quickly thrust inside, getting a growl through gritted teeth to escape her mouth. "Fuck yess....fuck me like a dirty little slut...fuck me....FUCK ME!"

I began to thrust into Eliza faster and faster, moving my arms from around her waste to her ample breasts, squeezing them savagely as I fucked her. "Fuck yes....ahh fuck...you fuckin' slut....FUCK yes!" I growled. "You feel so fucking good....FUUCK...tell me how much you fucking need this..."

"FUCK...oohhhh you fucker....fuck me..fuck me HARDER!"

"Not until you tell me how much you fucking need this....fuuuckk....fucking tell me!" I growled again, giving her a few particularly hard thrusts as I licked her neck.

"How much I....God-fucking-dammit...fuckkkkk..need this?" she asked out of breath. "How about how much you fucking need this?" With that, I felt her pussy begen to contract around and milk my cock, making me throw my head back in a low moan. "That's what I fuckin' thoug..mmmmm!" was all she got out as I pulled her face to mine and kissed her, our tongues sloppily lapping at each other as we fucked.

"Fuckmefuckmefuckmefuckmefuckme fuuuuuuuck meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee," Eliza muttered softly, her eyes shut. I reached around and began to frig her clit, rubbing circles, clockwise and counter on her nub.

"FUCK YEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSS," she groaned loudly, not caring if anyone could hear. "You listen to me Jake, and you fucking listen good. I'm gonna...fuCK!..cum really fucking soon, and I want you to fucking cum too....I want to feel that hot fucking cum of your inside me, I want you to just let loose inside me, you fucking understand? Shoot your cum in my hot fucking pussyyyy....fuuuuckk..I cumming I'm cummingI' CUMMMMINNNGGGGG FUUUCCKKKK!!!" Eliza threw her head back and let out a loud moan as her back arched and pussy spasmed on my cock, and with a few quick thrusts, I let loose, spraying her pussy walls with my cum with a loud groan.

We stood like that for a few minutes, soaking in the afterglow of it all, kissing each other as best we could in our position, myself planting numerous kisses on her neck and licking for her tongue.

"Wanna continue our walk?" she asked, almost completely out of breath.

"Sure."

*********************

"So Eliza," I said, as we walked to the bar."What was that back there?"

"You want the truth?" she asked in reply.

"I'd like it very much."

"Here it goes then. Jake, what happened back there can be two things. One: It can be just one-time sex between two new friends, or Two: It can be the start of something much bigger. I'd really like the latter." As her sentence finsihed she grabbed me by the hand and squeezed.

"I'd like the latter too Eliza, but, we just met like what, a few days ago?"

"Yeah, so? It may look like it's too soon, but who the fuck's to say, ya know? I like you Jake. A lot. I haven't really felt like this about a guy I've just met in a while, and fucking feels good, and I'd like it to continue, wouldn't you?"

I stopped for a moment to think on this. Was this really what I wanted? Then I looked at Eliza and realized, yes, yes it was. True, we had only just met, but I felt closer to her than I had Elisha the first time we ever met. Where Elisha and I had to know each other a bit for something to gel, something seemed to already be there between Eliza and I. And I took that as a sign. A "Go" sign.

"What does this tell you?" I asked her and kissed her deeply, lifting her up off the ground a bit. When I put her down, she smiled and playfully slapped my ass.

"So, what now cowboy?" she asked, her arm hooked in mine as we walked through the back entrance of the bar, and then up the stairs to my apartment.




Benefits Ch. 10



"I have a few ideas," I replied. "Funny you should say cowboy, I think I have some rope up there...."

"Gah, you naughty fucker," she said with a smile. "This should be fun if nothing else."

"Personally, I think it's gonna be a lot more than fun Eliza."

"I think so too Jake," she said, kissing me before I opened the door. 

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As I laid in bed that night, I looked over at Eliza, asleep in my bed. I was amazed at two things as I watched. I was amazed that someone so heavenly looking could be such a devil in bed. And I was amazed that being with her just felt so natural. Hadn't felt this natural since...Elisha. And this felt right. I brushed some hair from her forehead and planted a light kiss on it before I laid down myself began to drift off to sleep. Looked like my luck was finally changing for the better. About damn time.