I watched in amazement as Marla swallowed my first spurt, only to have the second one inflate her cheeks again. A third eruption, not as large as any of the others, followed soon afterwards, and she swallowed that as well.
She continued to stroke and suck, well after I had started shooting. I finally pulled my cock out of her mouth.
"Marla… that felt wonderful!" I gushed.
Marla looked at me with a bit of embarrassment. "I… uh…"
I waited to hear what she was going to say.
"Um… I only did that once before," she told me.
"Oh?"
"Last year, before school went out. I… uh…"
"You did that with a boy?" I prodded.
"Um… yeah. My boyfriend," Marla said. She shook her head. "He, um… told all his friends afterwards. I had promised myself that I would never… you know…"
"But you did it with me," I said.
"Yeah. Well, it’s like… I mean… I’m like in love with you. I mean… I hardly know you… I don’t know why I even went into this bush with you!"
"You love me?" I asked, knowing that her feelings were all caused by the ticket.
"I don’t know. I mean, I saw you yesterday. I thought you were cute. And then, today. When you came over to our table…"
I nodded, wondering what she was feeling like.
"Well, you and your friend were nice, but a bit younger than I had originally thought," she said, once again embarrassed.
"How old are you?" I asked.
"Sixteen."
"I’ll be sixteen in a few weeks," I said defensively.
Marla didn’t respond immediately. She seemed to think a bit and then said, "But then, when you asked our names, you seemed… I don’t know… a bit different. Both of you. Like I was seeing you for the first time…"
"And you came in here and wanted to make out with me?" I asked.
"Uh…" Marla said, closing her eyes and trying to remember why she had come. "Oh, god. You’re not going to tell your friend. I mean… if Doreen finds out… or Aunt Gin…!"
"Marla, I won’t tell anybody," I said, soothingly.
Marla looked at me, wanting to believe me. "I… I can trust you, I think. I mean, if you told me to run away with you and marry you, I just might do it!"
I smiled to myself, knowing how true that was. "You seem to have fallen for me. This doesn’t happen every day."
"I’ve never felt like this… Jim. Never before."
I realized now that she was head over heels in love with me. She, a girl from California, no less! This was starting to get a bit complicated.
"Marla, why don’t you put your dress back on," I said.
Marla looked up with me with a fearful look. "You don’t love me?"
Oh, shit. Here it comes. All I wanted was a simple blow job and I was now fucking up the life of a nice girl.
Marla was putting on her dress slowly, and I could hear sniffles coming from behind the dress. SHIT!
I looked around, and was glad that I had brought my duffel bag with me. I turned around and fished through it, pulling a ticket off the roll.
"Here, take this," I said after Marla had her dress back on.
"You have one wish," she intoned.
Thank god the tickets still work, I thought.
"Marla. You are no longer in love with me. You enjoyed making out with me. You don’t have any fear that I will tell Doreen or your Aunt. We are just friends that had a little bit of fun. You don’t feel guilty."
I hoped that this would clear up the problem.
"Your wish is my command," she intoned.
Marla had a blank look on her face for a few seconds, and then shook her head. A smile came to her face.
"Wow. I feel better!"
I smiled at her. Thank goodness. I better watch out next time.
Marla looked at me, searching my face for something. After a few seconds, she said, "I don’t know why I was worried before. This was actually fun!"
I chuckled. "I certainly enjoyed it."
Marla said, "I never thought of doing something like this with just an acquaintance. I might do something like this more often!"
Uh, oh. I looked at her and said, "You might want to make sure you really want to do something like this before you do it with just any person. Remember your boyfriend last year."
Marla nodded. "You’re right."
"We might want to get back to Jack and Doreen. They might be kind of worried about us."
I led the way out of the willow tree, and walked back towards the field where we had left Jack and Doreen. They weren’t there.
I realized that Jack might be in a dangerous situation, with Doreen getting all gooey and mushy in love with him… and he might get heartbroken if Doreen fell completely out of love with him tomorrow.
"Where are they?" I asked Marla.
Marla looked around, and quickly found the pair. They were sitting at the picnic table where we had met the girls before. They were busy kissing each other.
Whew. At least, it didn’t seem that it had gotten as far as it had with Marla and me. But I felt that I needed to reprogram Doreen like I did Marla.
And that left me with a quandary: How would I give a ticket to Doreen without Marla getting suspicious? I wasn’t worried about Jack’s reaction, since he was programmed to think nothing was out of the ordinary with me. But Marla was a different story. I couldn’t just give Doreen a ticket and not have Marla get suspicious.
I then remembered that Marla was still under my command to do everything that I said. "Marla, I want you to sit here, and ignore everything I do until I return."
"OK, Jim," she said conversationally.
I walked over to the picnic table, still carrying my duffel bag. Jack and Doreen were still deep into a kiss.
"Hiya, guys," I said.
Doreen and Jack turned toward my voice. At first, they seemed embarrassed that I had caught the two of them kissing.
I looked at Jack. He seemed confused as to what was going on, but shrugged as if this was an every day occurrence. "Jack," I told him. "I’m doing this as a favor to you and Doreen."
Jack simply nodded.
Doreen said, "Huh?" Not understanding what was going on.
I turned to Doreen and said, "Doreen, you and Jack are just good friends. You no longer feel that you are madly in love with him, but you will want to remain friends with him. Maybe one day, you might decide you love him, but that will be your own decision. You are simply having fun, kissing Jack. OK?"
"Of course," Doreen said, still under the order to obey Jack and myself.
I pulled out a ticket from the roll in my bag and said, "Doreen, have a ticket."
But she took my proffered ticket. "You have one wish," she intoned.
"You are no longer under the influence to obey Jack," I said.
"Your wish is my command," she intoned.
"Far out," Jack said.
"Huh," Doreen said.
"Jack said that he thinks you’re far out," I told Doreen.
Jack simply nodded in agreement with me.
"Oh," Doreen said. She turned back to Jack and smiled. "I like you, Jack. I don’t remember kissing a guy just for being a friend before, but you seem different."
"I liked kissing you, too," Jack said.
I left the two of them to go back to Marla.
I felt through my pockets and I had a couple of dollars left from lunch. "Marla, do you think Doreen would mind if I took you to an ice cream parlor? We’d only be gone a half hour or so."
Marla looked at her watch and said, "We have some time. Aunt Ginny said she’d pick us up at four thirty."
"Cool," I said.
Marla and me walked up to where Doreen and Jack were now talking at the picnic table. They saw us approach.
"Hiya, Marla. Where did you guys go?" Doreen asked.