“Um, yeah… okay,” he said, disappointed; now it would be almost impossible for him to jerk off without her realizing it. He undressed, turned on the shower, and stepped in beneath the water, closing the door to the stall.
“Are you in?” she called.
“Uh, yeah.”
“I need to brush my teeth,” she said, coming into the bathroom. “I found a new brush in the drawer. Can I use it?”
“Absolutely.” He stood in the shower willing his erection to go away, but it wouldn’t. Maybe if he soaped it up and was quiet about it, he could manage without her knowing.
“I wonder if they’ll party all night,” she said, brushing her teeth in the mirror.
“I don’t know,” he said. He loved her company, but she was making this difficult.
She handed his toothbrush and toothpaste over the top of the shower wall. “Here you go.”
“Uh… thanks.”
“You’re not masturbating in there, are you?”
“No!”
“You’d better not be. That would be disgusting.”
“Shut up, Sue.” He began to wither after that, so he went ahead and brushed his teeth, careful to keep his head and shoulder wounds out of the water.
“Hurry up and get out of there,” she said. “I’ve got an idea.”
He made a face at her from behind the smoked glass and waited for her to leave the room, turning off the water and yanking a towel from the ring on the wall as he stepped out. He dried himself and wrapped the robe around his waist before going into the bedroom, where Susan sat on the edge of the bed with the covers turned down.
“If we’re going to do this,” she said, “there have to be some rules.”
“Do what?” he asked in shock, his erection suddenly back on the move.
“Duh, Marty! What do you think?”
“You’re not serious!”
She couldn’t help snickering at him. “Well, if you’re not interested…”
“I’m interested! I just can’t believe it. Susan, you’re—”
“No kissing and no oral,” she said, holding up a finger to cut him off. “And no dirty words.”
“Okay,” he croaked, his throat constricting with the realization that it was really going to happen.
“And you have to promise not to come in me… I can’t believe you don’t have any condoms stashed, Marty. What kind of guy doesn’t have at least one condom in his bedroom?”
“The kind who never gets laid,” he retorted.
“Well, that’s what you get for wasting your time waiting for me.”
“But it wasn’t a waste of time, Sue… you’re here.”
She couldn’t help feeling touched, and was damned if she couldn’t feel herself blushing as well. “Well… get that towel off and let’s have a look at you.”
When he took off the towel, she was startled by the size of his erection. “Oh, Lord,” she said with a laugh, covering her mouth.
He covered himself quickly, turning red. “What’s the matter?”
“It’s… it’s huge, Marty. I had no idea you were so well endowed.”
“Does that mean the deal’s off?”
“No,” she said, secretly thrilled. “But you have to promise to be gentle.”
“Of course!”
“And not just because of your size… you know?”
“I know,” he said quietly, remembering her secret.
She stood up and slipped out of the robe, letting it fall to the floor. Marty went to her and held her tenderly in his arms. “You’re so beautiful,” he whispered.
“Do you mind if we start with me on top?” she asked, timid now.
“Anything you want, Susan.”
They got into bed and somewhat clumsily found their positions, Marty flat his on back and her straddling his waist, trying without success to mount him.
“I’m sorry,” he said self-consciously. “I’m too big, aren’t I?”
“No,” she said. “I’m just a bit… would you mind going down on me?”
He laughed. “Are you crazy?”
A few minutes later she mounted him again and this time there was no trouble at all.
“God, that feels good,” she said with a sigh. Then she giggled the way a teenager might. “You should’ve told me you were built like this years ago.”
“Yeah, sure. Like that would’ve helped.”
She smiled, closing her eyes and putting her head back as she began to move with him.
It was all Marty could do to hold off. He thought about the asteroid, naked old women, dogs crapping on the sidewalk, even quadruple amputees… anything but how beautiful she was or how much he loved her. He could tell that she was probably thinking of someone else, and while that did hurt a little, it didn’t spoil the experience. She was his fantasy come to life.
It took her quite a while, but he continued to control himself, even as Susan began to moan and to squeeze him with her thighs, rocking with more urgency and starting to shudder deep within, her breath coming in staggered little girlish gasps. Finally she sighed and rolled off, laid her head on the pillow and smiled at him.
“You feel really, really good,” she said happily. “I’m sorry that took so long.”
“You can do that forever if you like,” he said softly. “I know it can’t be easy with someone you’re not attracted to.”
“It wasn’t that,” she said, touching his face. “I wasn’t imagining you were someone else or anything. It’s just that this was the first time I’ve been with anyone since…”
“I understand,” he said, feeling warmth spreading over him. “So, is it my turn?”
“Yep. You’ve earned it.”
He moved between her thighs and she smiled up at him as he entered her. “You can forget the coitus interruptus,” she said bashfully.
“But what about a baby?”
“Marty, we’re not even going to be alive nine months from now. And it wouldn’t keep me from getting pregnant anyway… we might as well enjoy this.”
He began moving slowly, but after a couple of minutes he couldn’t help gasping and touching her face. “Please, Susan,” he finally said. “Can I kiss you just once?”
She took his shoulders and pulled him down to her, kissing him lustfully and causing him to explode inside. She gasped as the startling sensation triggered a second climax, which was so unexpected that she laughed aloud and wrapped herself tightly around him as he groaned like a man put to the rack.
“Marty, that was amazing!” she said after he collapsed beside her, his chest heaving. “Is there always so much of it? My God! You were in the wrong business!” She cackled with delight at her own joke, almost giddy from the release.
He was still catching his breath. “Oh, sweet Christ, Susan. I love you so fucking much!”
She felt between her legs with her fingers and brought them away, looking at them. “Damn,” she said in awe. “I’m amazed.”
He kissed her breast. “Thank you.”
“We’re gonna have to do this again, honey.”
“Honey?” he said in disbelief. “Do you mean that?”
“You know,” she said with a melancholy smile, “it may have taken the end of the world… but I think you may have finally won me over, Marty. This was really something unexpected.”
The smile that came to him was so big that he thought his face might crack. “Was it my gunplay out on the highway?”
“No,” she chuckled. “I’m pretty sure it was your gunplay right here in bed.”
“You’ve got no idea how much I love you, Susan.”
She held up her fingers and giggled. “Actually, I’ve got a pretty good idea.”
Neither of them noticed a tall man in a dark suit stride into the bedroom holding a pistol, until he spoke aloud. “That was quite a show.”