"Goodnight Tom."
"Are you okay?"
"I will be." He hears her soft reply.
Cleaning himself off with the napkins he stands to stretch, then retrieve his sweatpants. Pulling them on he discards his napkins in the trash and washes his hands at the kitchen sink. Worried, he lingers just long enough to put their leftover Chinese food in the fridge. From there he steps into the hallway, realizing her bedroom door was wide open, but her room was smothered in pitch black darkness.
"Did I upset you? If so, I'm really sorry." He stands in her doorway, barely visible to her in the living room light that was still on.
"No." She sobs making his heart sink, "What's wrong then?"
Silence for two minutes led him to shut the living room light out and head to his room in the darkness. At his door something stops him, and he listens intently. Buzzing noises brightened his eyes. She was using her vibrator. It was obvious that he had turned her on enough to isolate herself and take care of her own needs. Still, her door was wide open. Was that a hint? Surely not.
"Night Heidi." He called out.
"Tom?"
"Yeah?"
"Stand guard at my door. New place and all."
"Afraid of that cookie monster?"
"Yes." Light moans follow her affirmation.
"I'll be right here until you fall asleep."
"Promise?"
"No more lies."
"Tom?"
"Still here."
"I'm glad you lied to me."
"To get you to move in?"
"Yes." More moans.
"Not too late to hit up ole' Herman?"
"Noooooooooo!" She squeals a bit.
"Maybe he's the cookie monster."
"Save me."
"Pussy feeling good?"
"God, yes."
"Need that flower watered?"
"Nooooooooo!" She lets out a laugh.
"Why didn't you close your bedroom door?"
"Establishing a trust."
"Barrier is this threshold."
"Thanks, Old Man."
"An old guy that got you worked up." He chuckled.
"Tom?"
"Again, still here."
"Can I totally trust you?"
"Depends on what we're talking about."
"I want us to be really good friends ... without ... going too far."
"As in all the way?"
"Right."
"Just really close?"
"Maybe. Can we agree not to take things all the way?"
He puffs his cheeks imagining just that, going all the way with this cute little blond bombshell. Taking time to think about this she moans even harder. Light squeals escape her throat. The more he ignored giving her an answer the more she moaned. What was this about?
"Can we agree Tom?"
"Still thinking."
"TOOOOOOOOMMMMMMM!" She stretches out her whimpering.
"Taking my sweats back off."
"Why?" She pauses.
"Standing guard with my dick in my hand."
She wiggles all over her bedding as her toy destroys her G-spot. In seconds she squirts all around her vibrator before crying out, "Yes Yes Yes Yes Yes."
"Heidi?"
"Yeah?" She pants
"You make my dick really hard."
"Already knew that."
"You want nothing but honesty out of me, right?"
"Yes. Lies only make things difficult on everyone."
"My dick will always be hard as long as you live here."
"Your home too. I can't stop that."
"Sooner or later, you're going to see me jack off, looking right at it."
She goes quiet as her buzzing stops. As if resorting to his earlier thoughts she remains quiet, listening to him groan under his breath. Finally, she opens back up.
"I guess you really are a perv."
"Want that check back?"
"No."
"Can you accept watching me jack off?"
"Can my sister watch?" She laughs.
"Absolutely."
"Can we reach that goal slowly? I'm open, but not on our first day. It was close enough as it was. You shot jizz on my hand."
"I'm fine by that. The slow part, sorry I shot you. Just informing you I don't want to hide it."
"As long as that's as far as you go."
"I can deal with that. It's ... been a while since ... well, anything." Not totally true.
"Can you live with seeing me in my undies every day?"
"Do you really need to ask that?" He chuckles yet again, this time rolling his eyes. "Truth?"
"Yep."
"Go naked."
"Once I fully trust you I can."
"Test me."
"What do you mean?"
"Test my trustworthiness."
"Now?"
"Yeah."
"Ummm! Okay. Take three steps into my room."
He takes his three strides forward into the unknown. He had a rough recollection of where her bedding was laid out. If she was on it then he was less than three feet from her. "I'm in."
"So are my fingers." She sighed, "Let's masturbate together in the dark. I trust you not to go further than you are right now."
"Fair enough."
"FAR ENOUGH." She laughed.
"That too. I liked your tongue on my cock earlier."
"Your sweats, not your cock."
"Might as well have been. I felt your tongue."
"I felt your fucking cock too. Shut up Old Man."
"Honesty out of you too, right?"
"Always."
"You had fun doing that, didn't you?"
"Chasing the noodle? Yeeeeeaaaaaaah! Can you just zip it and moan with me?"
"Might shoot cum on you." He grins.
"You did that earlier. Try not to."
"Are you under your blanket?"
"Nope. Right on top."
"Nude?"
"Totally."
"Dammmmmn! How close to me are you?"
She extends her left foot and rubs her toes over his shin. "That close I guess."
"Ohhhh, fuck! That just sent the blood to my crown."
"Cum for me Tom."
"Cum for me Dove."
It became a duel of moans, hearing squishy noises of a really wet pussy, Heidi thriving on his grunts and verbal caresses. Minutes pass before Heidi squirts a second round and begins convulsing on her sheet. As she let her hands roam her body in ecstasy, Zach detonates a massive round of jizz, firing blindly.
"SHIT!" She exhales, "You got me."
"More to cum gorgeous." He hits another cylinder of liquid heat. Droplets pelting her chest in the darkness.
"STOOOOOOP!" She laughs, "That's soooo wrong. Go to bed."
"Fuck that was amazing."
"I have to work in the morning. Setting my cell alarm, but if I don't get up by 7:00 wake me up. I'm going to be dressed so don't get any ideas."
"I meant what I said. You can trust me, but I might walk naked in front of you."
"Can I sleep now?"
"Sure. Night Dove."
"Night Grampa."
Shaking his head Zach Pedigo went to his bedroom, but like her left his door open. Maybe she might sleepwalk into his room and climb in bed with him, he thought hopefully. As he settled into bed fondling himself still, he heard that annoying buzz again.
"Looks like she's as turned on by me, as I am of her. She's going to come around to me, I just know it. I'll be patient."
One last round of shrill whines Heidi Baker falls silent, as does her vibrator. Exhausted she had forgotten that she was still wearing Zach's cum. Truth be known, Heidi Baker loved cum on her flesh. A fetish for another time. Yep! She didn't lie. Snored like a freight train on uneven tracks.
"I'll show her Old Man."
Fantasy worn off for one night, Zach joined her in slumber. From his room, not hers.
Amtrak trains passing one another in the night.