“Angie, that’s why I put you in charge: I know I can trust you. Talk to Kendal and see if they’ll do your ‘back office.’ I know they do it for Adrienne and Tyler. While you’re at it, talk to Mom and see if she could use their help for her nonprofit,” I said. “How are you and Greg doing financially?”
She gave me a tight smile.
“We’re getting by,” she assured me.
“Don’t bullshit me.”
She blushed and looked down as she bit her lip.
“Effective immediately, you’re getting a raise. Just tell Kendal how much you need and I’ll have her deposit enough in your nonprofit account to cover the increase. I’m sure I need the tax write-off,” I told her to keep her from objecting.
Tom and Kendal had worked this out for me. I was able to give money to my brother and his family and have it be a charitable donation. Angie got to help teen mothers. She’d been the first teen mom helped with the charity and knew what a difference it made. She had a real passion for what she was doing.
Harper came back and handed me the oil. I needed the oil so I could do a deep-tissue massage on Angie. When I was done, Angie was a contented woman. Dinner was ready. We had chicken nuggets, apple slices, and salad. Kyle and Mac were very happy.
AT LEAST I HAD WARNED Harper about tonight’s date. The coaches had gotten together and decided what we needed was to have some good clean fun that did not include drinking. We were going bowling. Coach Hope drew the short straw and had to organize and attend. I think the last time I’d gone bowling was when I was ten. Someone, meaning Alan, had had a birthday party at a bowling alley.
I was surprised Harper was okay with doing this. I figured she would think she was too cool. I mean, I thought I was too cool to do this, but I was a dork. We went, got our shoes, and found Coach Hope so he could direct us to the lanes where we were bowling. He told me lane six.
I guess I wasn’t surprised to see Jeff and Cassidy as our partners. I was surprised to see we were playing against Pam, Mona, Kim and Sammie. Wolf strolled by with his date, April.
“Jeff, how did you get stuck bowling with David and his women?”
“I know, right? Let everyone know I’m taking one for the team,” Jeff shot back.
Wolf just shook his head and found his lane. I was happy to see the whole team had made it. Most of them had brought dates. I was still hungry, so I ordered a basket of fries and a pizza. Mona saw me ordering and had me get everyone drinks, and she wanted jalapeño poppers. When I got back, I found Harper surrounded by the girls and Jeff keeping score. I joined him at the table.
“Do I have anything to worry about?” I asked him.
“Dude, you were the dumbass who left her alone with them. What do you think?”
“Seriously?”
He just shook his head at me and smiled. Crud.
Turned out I was a terrible bowler. The first game I bowled a whopping 79. Harper kicked all our butts and bowled a 167. Even with Harper’s help, we lost to the cheerleaders by a wide margin. The second game I only managed a 68. The good news was I had a lot of fun. Harper got everyone to tell her stories about me. She seemed to enjoy that way too much. I filed it away because paybacks are hell.
I barely got any of the food I ordered, so after the third game I talked everyone into going with us to the diner across from the hospital. Jeff and Cassidy had come with her dad, so they rode with us. Mona had driven the cheerleaders. Kim’s aunt and uncle owned the place, so she went to the back to talk to them and started sending out food. Jeff and I were happy boys when fried chicken came out on several platters.
Once we’d demolished the chicken, her aunt brought out eight different pie slices. We agreed to pass them around so everyone got a taste. I felt there was a three-way tie for the best pie. I love pecan pie, and they made theirs with an oatmeal crust, which made it even better. The other two pies I liked were a coconut custard pie and one I couldn’t believe: it was a pumpkin apple-butter pie with a gingersnap cookie crust. I would order it again for sure.
HARPER AND I GOT HOME around ten. I grabbed her bag out of her trunk, then stuck my head in the back door to let Mom know we were home and to get Duke. He had sticky stuff on his back. I guessed his little friends had shared with him. We went upstairs and I showed Harper her box of toys she’d ordered. I left her to open it while I took Duke to the shower to get him clean. I didn’t need him rolling around and getting it all over the floor.
When we came out, Harper was naked and smiling. There was something about seeing my naked girlfriend smiling that made me happy. Poor Duke got stuffed into his crate.
“Care to get naked?”
I didn’t have to be asked twice. While I undressed, she pulled out her toys. When I saw her harness for a strap-on, I stopped.
“What’s that?” I asked.
“I thought we might try this out later tonight,” she said with an evil grin.
“I hate to do this, but we need to break up.”
“Are you telling me you don’t want to play with me?”
“Not if you’re wearing that, I don’t. I’m not playing that game,” I said firmly.
“What if we used it on someone else?” she suggested.
That brought me up short. I tried to imagine what she was talking about. It didn’t take long for my teenage mind to hit the gutter, and I had some promising ideas. I heard Harper giggle and she pointed at my groin. When Mr. Happy thought we’d be on the receiving end of the strap-on, he’d gone soft. Thinking about other possibilities brought him back to life.
I looked down, then up at my naked girlfriend, and then walked up to her. Harper put down the dildo and harness and decided to use the real thing. I loved to look down and watch her devour me. She alternated between seeing how much she could stuff into her mouth and using her tongue to lick me.
“Dang, Harper! That’s so hot!” I exclaimed when she engulfed Mr. Happy.
She lightly dragged her fingernails down my stomach to my knees as she bobbed up and down on my member. It sent shivers all through my body. I couldn’t help myself. I grabbed her head and pushed into her face. She grasped the base so I couldn’t kill her, but she let me abuse her.
“I’m almost there!” I warned her.
Harper grabbed my backside and pulled me forward. I felt the head bury itself deep into her mouth as I started to release. I felt her swallow as I went over the precipice. My knees unlocked and I staggered back and fell into my recliner so I wouldn’t fall over.
“Oh, my God, thank you,” I said in appreciation.
She just left me there and went to the bathroom to clean herself up. She came back out, turned her back to me, and bent over. I lined myself up and took her from behind. She was soaking wet. I remembered the condom and pulled out of her, which made her whine.
“What are you doing?” she complained.
“Condom,” was my one-word answer.
“You know I’m on the pill, right?” she asked.
“Do you know where this has been?” I shot back.
“Oh, good point, but if you already put it in me, wouldn’t I already have your nasty disease?”
“Better safe than sorry.”
“Quit talking about it and get to work!” she ordered.
I quickly put on the condom. I’d gotten pretty good at that. I got behind her and got busy. I pounded her through a big orgasm and then pulled out and pushed against her rosebud.
“Are you? Uuuuuhhhh,” Harper moaned as I slowly filled her backside.
It took some work, but I finally was able to worm my way in. I took it slow to allow Harper to get used to it. I was surprised when she came from me doing her there. I had expected she wouldn’t the first time. All I knew was when she did climax, she didn’t do her normal grunting. She actually screamed.