Heather spoke in the direction of the speaker phone. "Um, Sir? Are you there?"
"Yes, Heather." He’d been waiting for a while, but he didn’t mind in the least, since Katherine was still happily slurping her way up and down his rigid shaft.
She spoke nervously, "I’m sorry for keeping you waiting, Sir! I, uh, I had a hard ti with the heels."
He continued to pet and caress Katherine’s bobbing head. "That’s okay. What did you want to talk about?"
She was thrown for a loop again, as she’d been expecting for him to punish her. And if not that, at least so more orders. "Uh, I, uh... Oh. I was just calling to see how you are. I an, I spoke to your mother earlier while you were out, and she filled in so."
He thought, Drat! Heather, talking to MOM?! That’s a recipe for disaster. And Mom didn’t even ntion it to . It must have happened when I was at Glory’s. I’ll have to make a ntal note to tell Mom to never take a call from Heather. Or Christine. Or heck, pretty much anyone I know who isn’t in the harem.
"The way she was talking, it sounded like you might not be able to co to school on Monday. So I was... y’know... kind of concerned..."
Heh, I’ll bet. Mom would just love to grab any excuse to keep ho from school, and in bed. HER bed! No doubt she’d insist on a whole lot of "nursing" in order for to get well again, in more ways than one!
There was a montary pause before he replied, "Oh, nothing that serious. Yeah, I got bandaged up pretty good, but it’s not like I’m hobbling around on crutches or anything. My mother is just being overprotective again. You know how moms are, worrying too much about every little thing."
Actually Heather didn’t know, since Helen wasn’t, by any stretch of the imagination, the protective sort of mother. Her father Frank, though, was a different story. He fit the "overprotective" model quite neatly.
She exhaled with great relief. "Really? Oh good, that’s good to hear!"
"It is to too," he joked, "but thank you for your concern." He almost gasped out loud, because Katherine suddenly switched from languid licking to sucking him, and doing it in a more aggressive manner than usual.
Heather felt her heart unexpectedly go pitter-patter when he thanked her. It was a very disconcerting feeling, since it both pleased her and made her feel apprehensive at the sa ti. What is wrong with ? I should be getting him to dance to my tune, not the other way around!
At the sa ti, he was thinking, I wonder what got Sis all energized? Dang, she’s good though! Such suction! Such tongue work! I’ll bet that she’s getting uppity on again, trying to see if she can get to lose my nerve while talking with Heather. But I can handle it!
Heather shyly asked him, "Alan?"
"What, no ’Sir’? Co now, you know better than that, girl." His voice was more llow and languid than usual when he talked to her. Partly that was due to being blissed out from his sister’s continuing blowjob, and partly it was because of his decision to try a new approach: remain firmly in control, but be friendlier.
Heather could feel herself redden, even though he couldn’t see her. She was embarrassed by her lapse, as well as upset that he hadn’t called her "Bitchslut" when calling her to task like he usually would have. It only helped to remind her how far she’d fallen in terms of his favor.
"Sorry, Sir. It’s just that I wanted to say that I thought you were very brave to stand up to those guys today. I was really impressed."
"Thanks, but it’s not like I had much choice in the matter." He chuckled ruefully. "I sort of had my own reasons for not wanting to let them rearrange my face."
Heather chuckled too, pleased with his easy going manner. "No, I can see how that might have been a little higher on your list of priorities. Still, I think that even you will have to admit that my heroic and pivotal role in stopping the fight when I did deserves so sort of reward. I an, I did sort of single-handedly manage to-"
His voice turned curt and irritated. "Heather, you didn’t single-handedly do anything."
"What?! SIR! That’s not true! If I hadn’t been there, they would have stomped you flat, and crushed your nuts like grapes!"
"Oh, for crying out loud. Give a break. Okay, yeah, they would have beaten up really good, but it’s not like they planned to kill . And besides, it was Christine who-"
"Christine?! Oh PUH-LEASE! That puffed-up, snotty, busy-body nothing? What did SHE do? Nada! Zip! She was just saving her own hide! I was the one who-"
"Excuse , Heather," he interrupted, trying to stop her before she could get a full head of steam going, "but Christine was the real hero in today’s fight. More than , more than you, more than anybody. Yes, you played an important part in ending things, and I certainly appreciate it, but Christine-"
"THAT FUCKING BITCH!" Heather roared, unable to contain herself. She stood up and started stomping around her room as she pumped a fist in the air angrily. Occasionally, she stumbled in her heels and she cursed them ("Stupid fucking heels! Why the fuck does he make wear these fucking things?!"), but most of the ti she was cursing Christine, very loudly.
Alan rely chuckled to himself; he could easily picture the scene, as the sound of her cursing went from loud to quiet and back again. He continued to enjoy the talented work of his sister’s tongue and lips.
At one point, Heather spied herself in the full-length mirror on her wall. She paused, and thought to herself, My GOD, I’m sexy! But then she kept on pacing.
Finally, Heather stopped relatively near the speaker phone, and spoke towards it. "She got to you first, didn’t she? And then she brainwashed you with her big fat tits into thinking that she did sothing special. She probably rubbed them all over your face as she rewrote history in her favor. Now you’re letting her steal MY VICTORY out from under ! Well, I’ll tell you what, Sir! Sure, she did her overly manly, ice queen, kung fu bitch, butt kicking thing, but so fucking what? She’s trained to do that. Whoop-de-fricken-doo-doo! That’s like being wowed when a jogger goes jogging or a juggler does so juggling. But I have no fighting skills or training whatsoever. It took a lot more bravery for to put my precious body in harm’s way. And for what? For you, Sir! I laid it on the line, for you!"
A long silence followed Heather’s rant, long enough for her to start getting worried. She listened closely for a response. Hmmm. Am I going out of my mind, or do I hear the sound of... slurping? Lips smacking? ... Nah. Can’t be. Not even for him, not at a ti like this. Maybe he’s masturbating, unable to stop thinking about how beautiful I am. That’s certainly understandable.
Still getting no response, she asked, "Uh... Sir?"
"Are you finished?" ca his testy reply.
Feeling chastened, although she couldn’t say why, since she felt entirely justified in her anger, she could only mumble, "Yeah. Sir."
He sighed with deliberate exaggeration. "And it’s exactly this sort of thing which keeps you from being in the running for girlfriend status, official or otherwise."
"But-"
"I’m talking now. You said you were finished. Was that a lie?"
There was no mistaking the implicit threat in his tone of voice. So she fud in silence, waiting for him to continue.
Katherine was starting to moan a bit as she bobbed her tightly sealed lips back and forth over his sweet spot.
But he waved at her to be silent. Dang it, I’m having trouble thinking here. Besides, that move arouses too much. He waited a few seconds, until Katherine went back to "rely" licking the sa sensitive area, while keeping his cock in her mouth. Aaaah, that’s better. I hate giving in to Sis’s uppityness, but I really can’t get too distracted while talking to Heather.
Then he said to Heather, "Thank you. I wasn’t trying to tear you down, Heather, just to make soone else look good, and I won’t tolerate it from you. It’s ugly and vindictive, and quite frankly, sothing that makes want to have nothing to do with you. I’m telling you this so that you can do sothing about it, if you’re still serious about wanting to be my girlfriend. The bottom line is: jealousy will be punished, not rewarded. Period. End of story. Do I make myself clear?"
I should tell him to go fuck himself, right now! Fuck you, Alan Plumr! But the words that ca out of her mouth were, "Yes, Sir." She sat back down on her bed, frustrated at herself. For so strange reason, though, her horniness was starting to co back.
"Good." He took a deep breath, and thought, Velvet glove instead of iron fist. But why does she always have to make it so fucking difficult? She’s like a big baby.
He stroked Katherine’s hair, showing his approval of her more llow sucking style. Then he tried a more casual and reasonable tone of voice with Heather. "Now, I’ve already said that I’m grateful for what you did during the fight today. You didn’t have to do anything at all, but instead chose of your own free will to co to my assistance in a ti of need. That sort of loyalty will not be ignored. In fact, it’ll be rewarded. That’s only fair, after all."
Her heart soared and her lust ca roaring back with a vengeance. On second thought, FUCK , Sir! Yes! Fuck good! Gaawwwd, I love the sound of that word: "rewarded." mories of yesterday’s "session" in front of the mirror and on her bed flashed through her mind.
She ran her hands up and down her naked body, imagining they were his hands engaging in foreplay just before his erection "forced" its way into her itchy and needy asshole. Take , Sir! Take my ass! Reward with your FAT COCK! Reward with a HOT CUMMY LOAD, deep in my ass! That’s the ultimate pleasure!
She moaned with undisguised lust, "Thank you, Sir!" Two fingers found their way into her tight, juicy slit. As they pumped in and out, she said breathlessly and dreamily, "I can already feel it! I can feel you in . My fingers are in my cunt, but it’s my ass that feels full!"
He chuckled, quipping, "I can wait if you have to go to the bathroom."
She paid no mind to that, and gushed, "Tell more about rewards! About how you’re going to reward !" She could feel an orgasm coming on strong already. Her no anal ban hadn’t been going on very long in terms of hours, but it already felt like an eternity to her. The rest hint of anal sex got her hotter than a firecracker.
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