“I couldn’t do this with him.” She grasped my penis and began stroking. “Do you think he’s watching? I get all hot and slippery when I think about it. Ooh, someone else likes when I talk about it.”
“Mmm hmm.” I gently urged her to straddle my hips.
She steadied my cock, inserted the head, and slowly impaled herself.
“Holy crap,” I gasped. “You weren’t kidding.”
“I told you.”
I caressed her thighs and gave myself a moment to adjust to the sauna inside her.
“I love feeling your cock inside me,” she said.
“Me too. But…,” I teased, “is that all you wanted?”
“You’re going to make me say it? With Laurie listening?”
“He’s watching too, remember?”
“Then we should probably put on a show. Don’t you think?”
“I think he’d like that.”
“Mmm, me too.” She braced her hands on my sides and began moving her hips. “Happy Birdy,” she sighed. “Happy, happy Birdy.”
Chapter 30
Christy left the house early on Tuesday and went to work in the studio. I still had my own classes, but I stopped by to check on her. She and Nikki were absorbed in their work, although Lily greeted me with a friendly hug. She wore a tight scoop-neck shirt that showed off her deep cleavage, and she lingered after the hug in case I wanted a better look.
“I had fun this weekend,” she said, low enough that only I could hear.
“Yeah, me too.”
“We should do it again sometime.”
“Mmm,” I answered vaguely.
“I’m not doing anything tonight.”
My eyebrows went up.
She misread my surprise and thought it was interest. “We can have a party or something.”
“Maybe,” I agreed noncommittally. “Christy still has a lot of work.”
“What about you? You finished your project, right?”
I didn’t need to be quick on the uptake to recognize an invitation when I heard it. The little head was interested, but the big head overruled him.
I feigned regret and said, “Yeah, but I’ll probably be here. Sorry.”
“Oh. Okay.”
I looked at my watch and then dug in my backpack. “Will you give her these? The sandwich and veggies first,” I told her. “The granola bar if she’s still hungry. The apple if she takes a break and can wash her hands.”
“Wow. I never realized how much work it is.”
“She has to finish by tomorrow,” I said.
“No, I mean taking care of her. It’s a lot of work.”
I reminded myself that Lily was self-centered, not selfish. She was more than willing to hang out, help out, and provide moral support, but she thought of herself first. It was annoying but hardly a reason to avoid her.
“Yeah, it is,” I said neutrally. “Anyway, I’d better go.”
“Are you coming back?”
“After class. Why?”
“No reason,” she said. “I’ll probably head back to my dorm. I mean, after lunch. Will you be here tomorrow?”
“Probably.”
“I dunno if I will. I should go to class. It’s the last day and all.”
“Right.”
“I’m definitely coming to the party on Thursday, though. Christy already gave me the invitation.”
“Sounds good.”
“So… I guess I’ll see you then?”
“Absolutely. In the meantime, I need to head to class.”
I felt guilty for blowing her off, especially so soon after we’d had sex, but I wasn’t looking for a playmate. Besides, Christy already took up most of my free time, and not because she craved attention.
Still, I felt bad for Lily. It wasn’t her fault she was self-centered, just like it wasn’t Will’s fault he was a chauvinist. They’d both been raised that way, and I couldn’t change them. Instead, I waved goodbye and tried to put her in the same category as him—not a bad person, but not likely to become a good friend either.
* * *
I returned about an hour later and ran into Nikki coming back from the restroom.
“Hey.” She fell in beside me. “You aren’t gonna believe it.”
“What?”
“Zoah’s here, and we found what he’s good at. Baking. He just showed up with all this food, all homemade. It’s vegetarian, but you’d never know. The banana bread’s the best I’ve ever had.”
Zoah himself smiled and waved as we entered the room. He’d also brought blueberry muffins, a loaf of bread, and some kind of biscuits.
“Cheddar and onion,” Nikki said before I could ask. “And they’re amazing.”
“Wow, cool.”
“That’s the good news, though.”
“Oh? What’s the bad news?”
“Siobhan stopped by. She doesn’t think we’ll be ready for the review.”
Christy joined us and wiped her hands on a rag. She kissed me first but then said to Nikki, “Did you tell him?”
“Yeah.”
“The marble’s too white,” Christy explained. “It doesn’t show any details.”
“None of the small ones,” Nikki agreed. “I wanted to stain it or something—”
Christy shook her head.
“—but they said no.”
“We need to give it a light wash first and then dry-brush it,” Christy said.
“So you’re giving it a faux patina.” I glanced at the statue they’d been working on. The wash collected in the seams and crevices, which made them easier to see from a distance. “How long will that take?”
Christy shrugged and looked at Nikki.
“We’ll sponge ’em first and let ’em dry overnight,” she said. “Then we’ll be here most of tomorrow.”
“Siobhan already rescheduled my review for after the show,” Christy added.
“All right.” I set my backpack against the wall. “What do you want me to do?”
“C’mon,” Nikki said, “I’ll show you.”
“You’re the boss.”
She tried not to grin and failed miserably. At least, I think she tried.
* * *
Christy returned to the studio early the next morning. I thought about skipping my own classes, but she told me not to.
“We’ll be doing a lot of detail work today,” she said. “Dry-brushing and art stuff.”
“‘Art stuff’? Is that a technical term?”
“As a matter of fact, it is, Mr. Smarty-pants.”
I smiled and kissed her and sent her on her way with a pat on the bottom. I dropped by at lunch, but Zoah had brought more baked goods, along with a plate of veggies and some kind of dip.
“It’s hummus,” he said.
“Whatever that is.”
“Chickpeas and olive oil.”
“It’s delicious,” Nikki said around a mouthful.
“You’d better watch out,” I teased her. “You’ll turn into a vegetarian yourself.”
“I’m’a eat a cheeseburger tonight to make up for it.”
“That’s the spirit!” I laughed.
Christy and Zoah both wrinkled their noses.
“All right, Little Bit,” I said, “you’re in good hands.”
She nodded and beamed. Then she ran over and gave me a kiss. “Thank you for taking such good care of me.”
“Not me,” I said. “It’s all Nikki and Zoah.”
She looked around and seemed to realize who was missing. “Where’s Lily?”
“Probably in class.”
“Oh. Do you think…?”
“Who knows?” I said.
Christy nodded and stretched up for another kiss. “Good luck on your presentation,” she added.
“Thanks. Joska’s already seen it, so I don’t think he’ll have too many critical things to say.”
He didn’t, and my presentation went smoothly. I returned to check on Christy afterward.
“Thank the Goddess you’re here,” Zoah said.
I chuckled. “What’s up?”
“We can’t lift them,” Christy said.
Each statue only weighed a few hundred pounds, but that was a lot for this group.
“He-Man here can’t hold up his end,” Nikki complained about Zoah. “We almost dropped one.”
“Be nice,” Christy told her. “Paul, dear, please help.” She was in Commander in Chief mode. “Zoah, you hold the dollies for us. Paul, you get one end. Nikki and I’ll get the other.”