"No, Jim," Patty said. "One hundred dollars EACH. For all of us. He wants us to buy some cool outfits for school tomorrow."
I was worried. Patty had told me that Kristen’s old "friends" had only hung around her because she gave them gifts. Was Kristen doing this again?
Patty saw my frown, and said, "It’s from Kristen’s father. Not Kristen. It’s different."
I didn’t see much difference, but it seemed different enough to Patty. Kristen nodded her agreement.
"Hi, Jim," I heard a familiar voice. It was Patrice!
"Hi, Patrice!" I smiled. "I didn’t see your mom’s car."
"Kristen picked me up."
I smiled at my little blonde Goddess, who beamed at me.
I walked over to Kristen and kissed her, and she drew the kiss into a full body hug. "I missed you," she whispered to me when we finished.
"I missed you, too. One whole fuckin' day!"
Kristen giggled.
Patrice watched Kristen and me, her eyes still showing a bit of curiosity about the relationship between Kristen and me.
I hugged Patrice, and then all the girls, ending with Patty.
"So, where do we go?" Patty asked.
"Martin’s!" Wendy and Camille said together.
Patty added, "Kristen says that’s where she gets all her lovely outfits."
"Cool," Patrice said.
I didn’t relish the thought of going clothes shopping with seventeen year old girls, but I was smart enough not to voice any complaint. I tried to make myself look as enthusiastic as the girls.
We drove to the mall, Kristen driving me, and Patty driving the other girls.
When we were alone, Kristen said "I see Patty told you about me buying gifts for the other gang, huh."
I nodded. "I just didn’t want you to think that you had to buy friends."
"You guys are already my friends. My dad saw Patty yesterday and made the offer on his own. I never said anything to him. Patty accepted for everybody."
That made sense. "I don’t think I can figure out how to spend a hundred dollars. A pair of jeans is only ten dollars, and T-shirts are even cheaper."
Kristen said, "Oh, you’ll have fun. I guarantee it."
"How’s your addiction?" I asked.
"I’m really starting to feel it. It’s nothing I can’t handle, but it’s fucking amazing."
I nodded.
Kristen’s voice then went cold. "And what’s this about giving Patty my punishment?"
Kristen’s punishment? "Huh?" I asked.
"You made her think your penis is better than chocolate, like me. Patty called me last night and told me that she finally understood what it felt like for me."
"Patty asked me…"
Kristen interrupted me. "I know she did. But you didn’t have to give her a fucking ticket! This was something special, something only I felt about you. I wasn’t jealous about Patty until I found out you’re trying to turn her into my replacement!"
"No, I’m not…"
"Don’t interrupt me!" Kristen said. "Are you going to give her blonde hair dye, too?"
"Kristen…"
"No, I’m not finished…!"
"YES, YOU ARE!" I yelled, ending Kristen’s tirade. I took a breath and said, a bit softer, "I’m not turning Patty into you. She’s nothing like you. You are my girl friend. You’re the one I love. You mean everything to me. Patty was curious about what it was like for you, and I gave her a taste of it…" I paused, knowing that I had used a bad choice of words, but I knew that I needed to continue. "It’s only for a week. I did not promise to extend it. And if I do, it won’t be ME that she’ll like tasting."
"You mean that?" Kristen asked.
"Of course. I do miss your sucking me. You are quite unique, as you know. And I felt a bit of it when Patty did it. But Patty isn’t you. I don’t love Patty like I love you. And that’s what makes you special to me."
Kristen had just parked in the mall, and the girls were parked next to us, already getting out of the car.
Kristen opened her window, catching Patrice’s attention. "Jim and I need a few minutes alone. We’ll catch up with you."
Patrice looked at me and then back at Kristen and nodded.
Kristen then launched her body at mine, jumping over the center console, plastering my face with kisses.
I was now glad I put a time limit on the wish I gave Patty yesterday. I was happy that I didn’t need to lie to Kristen.
"Touch me. Make me come," Kristen said in between kisses.
"Hmmm?" I asked.
"I haven’t had an orgasm without your dick in my mouth. I want to come. Now!"
I thought that she had been playing with Patty yesterday. Surely Patty would have manipulated her to an orgasm, right? Nonetheless, I reached underneath Kristen’s dress, and felt that she wasn’t wearing any panties. I found her wet slit, and felt Kristen’s kisses increase in intensity as I found her secret pleasure spot. I increased my pressure as Kristen’s kisses got more forceful.
Soon, I had Kristen panting into my mouth. She let out a gentle cry as she had a quick orgasm.
I felt like I had done a bad job, knowing how intense some of Kristen’s orgasms could get. But Kristen’s kisses started getting more frequent and gentler.
Finally, she pulled away from my face. "That was… wonderful."
"Did I get the right spot?" I asked.
"Of course," Kristen said. "Remember, I told you they wouldn’t be as powerful?"
Oh yeah. I had forgotten about that.
"So… what did you and Patty do yesterday?"
"Can you keep a secret?" Kristen asked.
"Of course!" I answered.
"So can I!" Kristen smiled, and she opened her door and exited the vehicle.
I was left with a case of blue balls, but was happy that I was able to deliver Kristen’s first non-semen-induced orgasm since I had used my tickets on her that fateful day. I didn’t even let Kristen’s vagueness about what she did yesterday phase me too much.
Patty was waiting at the entrance of Martin’s, and she smiled at the two of us as we got there. "So, twenty six hours, huh?"
I didn’t understand until Kristen said, "Nope. Still going strong. I just kissed him."
Patty noticed the wrinkles in the front of Kristen’s dress. "Must be some kisser!"
Kristen blushed. "Are the girls picking out clothes?"
"Yup. The manager remembered me from yesterday and is now putting on a private show for the others."
"Cool. Let’s meet them."
"Um… they’re modeling lingerie right now," Patty warned, looking at me.
I blushed, and said, "I’ll wait out here."
"I guess I’ll wait with him," Kristen said, sounding a bit disappointed.
"Go on in," I said to my lovely blonde Goddess. "Patricia will keep me company."
I saw Patty’s face light up at that, and she nodded excitedly to Kristen. Kristen was aware of our code, and smiled. "Be good, James and Patricia."
Patty smiled, "I’m always good."
Kristen headed off into the store, and I said, "Is Patricia up for a little fun?"
Patty nodded excitedly.
"Ever give a blow job to a boy in a men’s room?"
Patty’s eyes opened wide, and she said, "Think we can manage it?"
"Worst that can happen is they throw us out."
Patty hesitated only the briefest amount of time. "I’ll do it."
I led Patty out of the store and into the mall, and found a door that was the entrance to a hallway leading to the rest rooms. I had Patty wait outside while I investigated the situation inside the men’s room.
There was an old man at one of the urinals.
I went back outside and shook my head at Patty, indicating the coast wasn’t clear.