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Chapter 12: Your Time is Gonna Come

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Julie looked irresistible at lunch.� She had come over in a denim miniskirt and tight top, and her hair was clipped above her forehead, framing her face beautifully.� When she had walked in the door, Lara had nudged me and growled quietly.

Lara and Julie�s greeting was as friendly and natural as ever.� I knew I was the only one who understood the slightly hard glint in Lara�s eyes, though.

After eating, Beth and my parents went out to a movie for the afternoon, and Lara left for James�s house.� Hans was teaching tennis lessons, but Beth let us know that he would be home any moment now.�

When everyone departed, Julie and I were sitting on the porch couch.� We had a little time before Hans would return, but then we�d have to find somewhere else to talk.

Julie looked at me expectantly.� I had promised her we would talk after lunch, and now the time was suddenly upon us.�

I was not particularly in the mood to have a serious conversation, though.� All I could think of was Julie�s lips wrapped around my penis the night before.� That, and trying not to outright stare at her smooth, tanned legs crossed so nicely beside me.

�That was a good time last night,� I started out.

�Yeah.� I hope you aren�t mad.�

�Mad?� At what?�

�At me.� For pressuring you,� she said.

�You mean in the bedroom?�

�Yeah.�

�No, I�m not mad.�

�You seemed reluctant.�

�Well, I didn�t want you to do something out of guilt.� I didn�t want to jump into that.�

�But you did.�

�Well, you made it hard to resist,� I said simply.

�I�m sorry,� she said, with a slight smile.

�Don�t be, that was�incredible,� I said.� �I�d be lying if I said I didn�t like it.�

�Well, thanks, but I feel a little bad for teasing you like that.�� Julie fiddled with the hem of her skirt.

�As long as you didn�t do it for the wrong reasons.�

�No, it was a thank you.�

�All right, thank you too, then,� I said awkwardly.

There was a moment of silence.� The phone rang and made us jump.� We listened as the answering machine engaged.

�Hello, anyone there?� Hans�s voice came over the crackling speaker.� �Hello?�

I went into the kitchen and picked up the receiver.

�Hey, Hans.�

�Hey, man, just checking in.� Finished a lesson a few moments ago.�

�Cool.� Aunt Beth and my folks went to a movie.�

�Oh, what did they go see?�

�I don�t know, sorry.�

�Did Lara go too?� he asked.

�No, she went out to hang with James.� Julie and I were just about to go to the beach,� I said.

There was a brief pause.

�Well, I actually have a few more lessons that came up.� Should be home in an hour or two.� I�ll be back before the ladies, all right?�

�Okay.�

�Cool.� Talk to you later.�

�Bye.�

I set the receiver down.� He sounded a bit funny, I thought.� Suddenly it occurred to me that I had the house, and Julie, to myself.� Hans must have realized.� But would he really let me and Julie be alone?�

Hans could be pretty cool sometimes, I decided.� I was willing to bet that he didn�t have any more lessons that afternoon.

I stood by the phone for a moment, thoughts racing.� Finally I went back out to the porch and sat next to Julie again.� My heart was pounding, for some reason.

�What did he want?� Julie asked.

�Um, he said he had some more lessons this afternoon.�

Julie just looked at me.� Her eyes narrowed ever so slightly, and I could tell what she was thinking.

Alone in the house.� The perfect opportunity to talk.�

Or something�

Julie leaned in and kissed me.� When she pulled back, I could see that certain desire in her eyes.� I flashed back to those summer days last year when she had looked at me the same way.

�Do you want to do what we did last night?� she asked softly.

I did.�

But what about our talk, I wondered?� Then again, we were already back together, basically.� We could talk later.� It wasn�t everyday you got an hour alone in a house with a beautiful girl.� Especially one with that look in her eyes.

�I�d like that,� I said.� Before she could reach for me, I leaned in and kissed her hard.� �But, let me return the favor first.�

Julie pulled back and looked at me a bit funny.� �Do you mean�� she asked, pointing to her lap.

�Yeah, I mean that.�

Julie smiled a little.� �You can�t, Matt,� she said.

�Why?� I�ve never done it, but I want to try,� I said earnestly.�

�No, not today,� she said.

I was slightly offended at her reluctance, seeing as how she and Lara had done this often enough that she should be comfortable with it.

�All right, I just thought��

�No, you don�t want to do that today, believe me,� she said dramatically.�

I frowned at her for a moment, before comprehending.� �Oh... Oh!� Okay.� But when you are ready, you promise you�ll let me?�

�If you really want to,� she said, arching a brow.�

I nodded and said, �I�d like to try.�

�Okay.� In a few days I�ll be done.�

I smiled, feeling my erection grow as I saw the twinkle in her eyes.� Suddenly I thought of something else which checked my mood slightly.

�So does that mean we also can�t�?�� I wondered why I couldn�t say the last two words of my sentence.�

Luckily Julie knew what I meant.� She scrunched up her face and shook her head.

�I don�t know.� It would be really messy.�

I visualized the time with Carmen.� Suddenly I wondered if she was bleeding from the sex, or perhaps she had been having her period.� From the look of shock on Carmen�s face, though, I was pretty sure I knew the answer to that.

�Yeah, you�re right,� I agreed.

I suddenly felt some disappointment at having this free time and not being able to really take advantage of it.

�But, I can still do something to you,� she said suggestively.

That perked me up again.�

�Like what?� I said, playing dumb.

She uncrossed her legs some and leaned into my ear.

�Like what we did last night.�

�Okay.�

�Take off your shorts,� she ordered.

�Right now?� I said in surprise.

�Well, yeah!� Unless you don�t want to.�

I stood up and in one motion lowered my clothing to the floor, and then sat again.� My erection bobbed in front of me.� Julie stared at it for a while, smiling, and then gave me that look.� I felt a jolt as she ran her hand along me.

She caressed me gently, bringing me to full strength.� As she continued her soft touches, I strained at her, desperately wanting her to grip me and stroke in earnest.� She only continued to tease me.

She straightened up, and then knelt on the couch beside me.� As she lowered her head, I looked at her bare legs disappearing up under the denim skirt, and the curve of her waist as it flared in from her ribs and out to her hips.� It was an intoxicating view.�

Suddenly she gripped the base of my shaft, and I gasped as she took me into her warm mouth.� She wrapped her tongue and lips tight around me, encasing me as she lowered herself to her fist, and then pulled off with a little pop.

�What did you like best about last night?� she asked.

�Wh � I liked it all.� It was all good.�

�Do you like it when it�s fast or slow?�

Before I could answer, she took me into her mouth again, apparently demonstrating the difference between those two adjectives I�d learned when I was three years old.� But I definitely didn�t learn them this way!

First she sucked gently, keeping her grip on me as she moved her lips up and down.� She turned her head a little each time, giving me a slightly different sensation.� As her lips reached her fingers, she pulled a strand of hair back and turned her eyes up at me.�

�Mmw?� she said, raising a brow.� Somehow I knew she had said �slow.�� Not that knowing that was a big reach!

�I like that,� I said with belabored voice.�

Then she started stroking me quickly, keeping her lips around me.�

�Oh, god,� I said.�

I looked at her legs again, and her hourglass back, and started wondering if maybe the mess wouldn�t be so bad.� I wanted so much to make love correctly with her.� Not the half-attempts from last year at Becky�s house, or our mediocre farewell fuck.� I just wanted to peel that skirt off of her smooth legs and connect deeply with her.�

�So which one?� she said.�

She had stopped her �fast� demonstration abruptly, and was pulling absently on my penis as she looked up at me.�

�Uh, they�re both great.� I said, too much in pleasure to say anything more interesting.�

�It�s all wet,� she said, giggling and eyeing my penis.

With that she went back to work on it.� I ran a hand over her back as she got into a rhythm with her fist and mouth.� I knew she would be finishing me soon, no matter what I tried to do to hold off.� I couldn�t keep my eyes off of her, watching as I disappeared into her mouth, only to slide out again.

I was surprised to hear her moan.� I hadn�t considered until then that this was giving her pleasure as well!

As I started climbing the last little steep slope before hitting the top, I hissed in pleasure.� Julie sensed my impending climax, and increased her pressure.

I gasped as I felt the first shot boil up in me and shoot through my penis.� For an instant I worried that I had not warned Julie, but then she was off me, watching the semen arc out onto my stomach.

The second blast shot up onto my shirt, to which Julie gave a giggle of surprise.� I instinctively pressed myself back into the couch, but the next spurts slowed before dying away.

�Whoa!� I exclaimed.� �That was intense!�

�Yeah?� You liked it?�

�Oh yeah, I did!�

�You shot out so far,� she said, indicating with her eyes the white blob on my shirt.

�Yeah, that was a little scary for a second!�

Julie giggled.� �Mmm.� Let me get a tissue.� I don�t think this couch will hide a stain as well as Becky�s did.�

I laughed as she hopped up and went into the kitchen, while I tried to keep the mess from sliding off my abs.� Julie cleaned me up, and got enough off of my shirt so it wouldn�t smear all over me as I took it off.

�Too bad I�m having my period,� she said quietly, �because I really want you right now.�

�Me too,� I groaned.� I looked at her for a moment.� �How bad would it be?�

�I don�t know, but it�s really kind of gross,� she said.� She had that grimace on again.

�It�s just blood, right?�

�Yeah, but, that�s nasty!�

�All right, we�ll wait,� I said.� �What do you want to do, now?� I said, changing the subject before I got too expectant of any more physical pleasure.

�We can bike if you want,� Julie suggested.

�Yeah, that would be fun.��

I didn�t really feel like biking, though.� I didn�t think Julie did, either.� She was eyeing my penis, which was still hard.

�Do you think it would mess anything up?� she asked.

�Biking?�

Julie tittered.� �No, silly!� Having sex during my period.�

My penis jumped before I could avert it.

�Um, I don�t know...�

�Do you want to try, or is that too gross?�� She squinted shyly at me.

For some reason I wasn�t bothered by the idea.� Maybe horniness was getting in the way.

�No, I�d try it.�

Julie stood up, unbuttoned her skirt, unzipped it, and then started pushing it down around her hips.� I watched in fascination as she wiggled her waist back and forth, working the blue fabric down.� Just as the top of her white panties showed, she stopped.

�Oh, we better not,� she said.

I almost choked.� �What!� Why not?�

�I have a tampon in.� I�m probably all dry.� That thing just sucks the moisture out of me.�

I searched for words, but I had no idea what to suggest.� What did I know about stuff like that anyway?

�I�m sorry, Matt� Getting you all worked up again, and then stopping.�

She had buttoned her skirt up again.

�It�s all right.� It probably would have been weird anyway,� I admitted.� I looked longingly at her legs.

�It will be over in a few days,� Julie said.� �Then I want to find somewhere to take you and just have sex all day long.�� She let those last three words come out of her mouth a little slower than necessary.

I just watched her.� I�m sure my tongue was hanging out of my mouth.

�And you know what?� she said, now with even more excitement in her voice.

�What?�

�Amara told me that the few days after your period you can�t get pregnant.�

For a second I tried to remember which of her friends Amara was, but I really had no idea anymore.

�So?� I asked, wondering what her point was.

�So?� So you don�t need to use a condom!� she said quietly, as she took my penis with her fist again.� �You can do it in here.�� She pointed to her skirt.

�Oh.� Are you sure though?� I asked, skeptical, even though I was out of my head with arousal.

�Yeah, she said I can only get pregnant a few days of the month.� Right before and right after my period are, like, almost impossible.�

�That sounds a bit ris...��

The rest of my words never made it out.� They were cut off by a groan as Julie swallowed me again.�

All unnecessary thoughts went away as I watched Julie bobbing up and down.� It was going to be a great vacation, I thought to myself, as I threw my head back on the cushion.

�So, do you like giving blowjobs?� I asked.

�Matt!� Shh!�� Lara said, looking quickly at the doorway into the house.

�Relax, everyone is sleeping.�

�Still, they could be up getting some water or something.�

�You want to walk, then?�

�Yeah, sure.�

We headed down to the beach, but not before Lara grabbed a few beers from the fridge.

�Don�t you think they�ll notice?� I asked.

�Nah, Hans said I could have them.�

�He did?� I asked, surprised.

�Yeah, when you were showering, he was like, �Here, have a beer.� �

�What did you say?�

�I said no, but then he said I was free to help myself whenever.�

�You know, it�s weird.� Today he knew that Julie and I were alone in the house, because he called from the club.� Then he said something like he had more lessons to teach and he wasn�t coming home for a while.�

�You think he faked some lessons?� Lara asked, picking up on my thoughts.

�I don�t know, but Aunt Beth said he�d be home soon.� He sounded funny on the phone, too.�

�Well, he�s always been cool about letting us do our own thing.�

�Yeah, but this is way cool,� I said, clinking my bottle to hers and taking a long swig.

�So you were alone with Julie for while then, huh?� Lara asked with excitement.

�Yeah.�

�And?� she prodded.

�Well, that�s why I was asking you about blowjobs.� If you like giving them.�

�Yeah, they�re all right.� Although I�d rather screw.� Or be licked.� It�s better for me.� Not to be selfish or anything, but��

�Well, Julie was really into it.� She seemed really turned on as she was doing it.� Moaning and stuff.�

�Cool.� Did she orgasm?�

I looked at her funny.� �I don�t know.� What does she do when she does?�

�Her breathing changes and she tenses up.� You should know,� she said cryptically.

�I should?� Why?�

�She said she had one with you at Becky�s,� Lara said simply.

�Really?� I said, wondering how I had missed it.� �We didn�t even really have sex there.�

�I don�t know, maybe when you fingered her or something.�

�No, never did that either.� When was it?�

Lara laughed.� �Sorry, Matt, I wasn�t there!� Can�t help you out.�

I walked for a while in silence, digesting this new information.

�You should pay more attention to your women,� Lara chided.� �If you kept that notebook I suggested the other night��

I laughed.� �Funny�� Well, I don�t think she went that far today, but she was really excited by doing it.� The third time she was ��

�The third time?� Lara interjected.� �How long was Hans gone?�

�I don�t know.� An hour or so.�

�Three times in an hour?�

�Yeah, what�s wrong with that?�

�James has never done that,� Lara said, sounding disappointed.

�Have you tried?�

�No.� My mouth gets tired.�

I laughed.� �Oh.� Well, I was still hard, so she just kept going.�

�James gets soft for good after the second time he comes,� Lara announced.�

I vaguely wondered if James would appreciate her candor.�

�Really?� I could...� I paused.

�What?� asked Lara.

�Nothing, this is just a weird conversation.�

�It�s not any weirder than talking about me, you, and Julie having sex together.�

�Wait a minute.� That was just a twisted joke of yours!� This is real,� I added.

�Whatever.� Who cares, Matt?� It�s just me.�

�Yeah, I know.� You know way more about me than anyone else ever will.� Why not talk about how many times Julie blew me?� I said sarcastically.

�You mean it was more than three?�

�Seven,� I said.

�Seven!� Get the fuck out of here, there�s no way ��

I let out a snigger.� �Of course not, I was just messing with you.� It was just three.� The third time I wasn�t sure I was going to, um, you know.�

�Come?� she said, emphatically.

�Yeah.�

�What is it with you?� You can tell me about your sex life but can�t say the word come?�

I shrugged.� �I don�t know.� Sometimes it�s still weird.�

�Come, come, come, come, come on, say it, come, come, come!� It�s just a word!�

�I know, I know.� Come.� There, that was for you,� I said emphatically.

Lara made a slurping sound.� �Mmm, thank you.�

I recoiled from her.� �Oh, nasty!� Lara, that�s gross!�

�You�re in a feisty mood tonight.� Give the man a little action and he�s all confident.�

�I�m feisty?�

�Yeah.�

�All right, whatever you say.�

�So did you get some other action in with Julie?�

�No, Hans came back.� But it didn�t matter...� She�s having her period so nothing else was really an option.� Kind of sucked, since we had the house alone.�

�Aw, and you had to make do with seven blowjobs.� Poor baby!�

�Three.�

�I liked seven better.�

�Well, that ain�t happening.� I�d probably die.�

�It�d be a good way to go,� Lara observed.

�True.�

A period of silence followed that active exchange.� The cool sand around our feet felt really nice.

�So have you talked to Julie?� Lara asked.

I stayed silent for a bit, not wanting to think about that.

�No, not yet,� I admitted.

�Matt�� Lara warned.

�I know.� I need to talk to her.� But we�re already pretty much back to the way it was.�

�I�ll say��

�I don�t know if I want to step back and get all depressed again.�

�That�s dangerous, Matt.�

�Why?�

�You need to work things out with her, before you get further.�

�I worked things out on my own.� Maybe I don�t need to bring it up with her,� I argued.

Lara just gave me a sidelong look.� �I don�t want to see you hurt again,� she said.� Her tone was serious.

�I know.�

�Have you talked about what�s going to happen after the summer is up?�

�No.�

�Well, don�t rush into this without talking about these things!�

I stopped walking, feeling my mood sinking.

�You know, it�s surprising to hear you say this stuff.� You sound like Mom or something.�

Lara turned to me, looking at me in the dim light coming from the beach houses.

�Matt, I don�t want you to go through another heartbreak like last year.� At least get your expectations straight.� Are you really going to do the long distance thing with her again?�

�No, probably not,� I said.

�What does Julie think about that?�

�I don�t know.�

�Well, you should find out.� What if she really wants to try again?�

�I don�t want to.�

�Well, you should let her know that.�

�Me?� She owes me, not the other way around!�� I felt a little attacked all of a sudden, and my tone was a bit defensive.�

Lara just watched me for a moment.

�I�m not trying to sound like Mom, but I don�t like what I�m seeing here.� Julie has caught you in her web again.� It looks like you�re not thinking with the right part of your body.� You may not feel like you owe Julie anything, but you owe yourself something, which is not to get in a position where you get screwed again!�

She laughed a little at her word choice.�

�Heh, heh, screwed...� Well, you know what I mean.�

I looked at Lara in shock.� I wasn�t expecting to hear any of this from her, especially moments after telling her all the details of my afternoon with Julie.� It was incongruous.

Was she right though?� Was I just caught up in the physical pleasures of being with Julie, ignoring all of the past when considering the present and future?

�Fine, I�ll talk to her tomorrow, I swear.� No matter what,� I said.

�Matt, don�t do this for me,� she said.

�I�m not.� Seriously.�

�All right.�

We resumed our walk back to the house in silence.

I knew I needed to talk to Julie, but I was worried.� How would it change our relationship?� I really should have talked to her before getting involved with her!� But it was too late for that.� Tomorrow I was going to get it over with.� As we went up the steps, I put a hand on Lara�s arm and stopped her.

�Sorry,� I said earnestly.

�For what?� Lara frowned.

�For� for not talking to Julie,� I said, even though that wasn�t it.

�You don�t have to apologize to me,� she said.

�I guess I�m sorry I got a bit defensive.� It�s just that I should have talked to her a while ago, and somehow things got away from me.�

�I know.� You�ll be fine, though.� Just figure out your stuff.�

�Thanks for the advice.�

Lara smiled.� �Just trying to help you out.�

�I know.� I appreciate it.�

She nodded.� �Come on, it�s bedtime,� she said, as she pulled me up the stairs.

I woke up out of a nightmare, in a cold sweat.� I jumped out of bed and hurried quietly over to Lara�s room, closing her door behind me.

�Lara, wake up!� I whispered urgently.� I shook her shoulder with trembling hands.

Lara stirred.�

I shook her again.� �Lara!�

�Matt?� What?� What�s wrong?�� Lara turned over and sat up, rubbing her eyes.

�What did she look like?� I sputtered.

�What?� What are you talking about?�

�The fish market!� You said he called her by name!� What did she look like?�

�Matt, are you all right?� Are you still asleep?�

�Lara, come on!� When we went to Martin�s fish store today, you said Heather was there.�

�Yeah, she was.� Relax, everything is fine.� I wasn�t making that up.�

�Did she look like who I described?�

Lara looked at me funnily.� �I guess, although I didn�t really look at her that long, since the guy said �Heather� to her.� What�s wrong?�

I slumped down onto the edge of her bed.� In my nightmare, I had visited Martin�s fish shop.� When I had asked if Heather was there, the guy said two words to me.� The same two he had said earlier in the week when I had visited for real.

�Which Heather?�

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