Open Wide

"You like sucking on that, Bob?" she joked . . . I think.

"I was just trying to get some more suction"

"I see. Let's try something. I'm going to turn the machine off, and you see if you can suck the rest of the water out of it"

"Why?" I asked.

"To please me," Nicole said in a matter of fact way.

I heard the pump go off and I sucked on the tube hard enough to get out a stream of water.

"That's really good, Bob. Hang on just a sec"

She got off her little stool and walked over to the office door. I was facing away, but I heard the door snap closed, then the click of a lock. Nicole came back over to her stool, sat down, reached out and grasping my face and firmly turned it toward her.

She looked down into my eyes and in her Peggy Lee voice said, "Bobby, do you suck cock?"

"Whoa", I thought, "Where the hell did this come from?"

"Are you serious?" I demanded. "I'm a married man. I'm not gay."

"No, no, no", she soothed. "I don't mean you're gay, and I didn't mean now. I meant when you were young. I know how it goes with young men . . . they experiment. They go on campouts or sleepovers and start talking about sex things and pretty soon they're playing with themselves and each other. Then someone suggests they jack off or put their mouth on each other and things progress. I'm sure you probably did something like that when you were young didn't you, Bob? Almost all boys do."

"Well, I guess . . . kind of," I found myself saying.

"With who?"

"Just a neighbor kid."

"What was his name, Bobby?"

"Jesse James Jones" popped out of my mouth unwilled.

"Really, didn't take long to recall that name, did it?" she grinned, "And what did you and Jesse do?"

"Just kind of played with each other . . . nothing real serious", I couldn't believe I was saying these things. I'd never told anyone about any of this.