Ch. 10: Preview #6

Planning to post Ch 10 pretty soon, but here's the last preview.

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Thursday

Jen’s nakedness swirled in Theo’s mind all night.  Wild fantasies too: a soft knock on his door; Jen floating like a nymph to his bedside.  ‘These things happen,’ her nurturing voice whispers, as she shrugs the straps of her nightie off her shoulders.  ‘Why fight it?’  The heavy orb of her breast melded with Alice’s in his mind, as its abundant warmth and firm nub descended onto his lips.

“Ahhh!”

He was sitting bolt upright in bed, sweaty and panting, as reality came in around him.

Footsteps.  Oh no.

Knock Knock Knock  “Teammate?  You OK?”

Answer—fast!  “I—I--!”  His dry throat refused to work!  “I-I’m fine!”

“You sure?  Was it a bad dream?”

“I… yeah, th-that’s all!  You—D-Don’t come in here!”

A long pause, as he clutched the sheets to his chin and watched the doorknob with dread.

It didn’t turn.  “Come see me.  Two minutes,” she ordered, then marched off.

He exhaled raggedly, his heart pounding as urgently as his cock throbbed.  Even slight movements against the sheet caused sensations which sorely tempted him to reach down…

A despairing groan helped his resolve as he gingerly got out of bed and splashed cold water on his face.  Then finally got dressed once his erection had abated.

It returned in great force as he approached Jen in the kitchen, springing up against his pants as Jen rose from the breakfast table and faced him.  How!?  How do her workout clothes keep getting skimpier!?

Her eyes were as sharp as a hawk’s from the first moment.  He kept his eyes up on her face and hoped she hadn’t noticed.

“Trouble sleeping?” she questioned.

“No,” he denied reflexively.

“No?”

His cheeks flushed.  “Err… I got a good amount, just … woke up a few times.”  More than a few.

Her steady gaze made this feel like an interrogation.  “You feelin’ alright?”

He wavered.  “Uh … yes, ma’am.  Pretty OK.  Why do you ask?”

A studious pause.  “Just want to see how my Mouse is doin’.  Got a big day ahead.  Get some coffee and breakfast.  And stay close.”

Close?  He tiptoed for a mug and poured coffee.  But he badly needed to slip away from her, before his thoughts reaaally started to—

When he turned back, she was stretched forward in a lunge.  The view down her top made the mug nearly slip from his hand.

Oh god!

Jen had felt increasingly concerned about her teammate’s little issue last night, with her body.  She was a full-grown, well-developed female and he just needed to live with that fact and move on.  They’d be working together in extremely tight quarters on the show; her boobs would be in his face, certainly bump against him from time to time, and likely every other part of her body too.  Ideally he wouldn’t see her naked again; but short of that, he needed to acclimatize to this situation and fast.

Hence her outfit selection for today – super revealing, but that was the point.  While pretending to focus on stretches, secretly she was watching him.  Yeah, he definitely reacted when he saw her lunge.  The longer she held it, the more his mug seemed to waver in his hand.  She stood and arched her back, and heard the mug rattle against the countertop.  Once she looked down, she saw the small spill of coffee and her teammate anxiously debating whether to clean it up.

 “Mug too heavy for you?” she asked with irony.

“What?  No.  Um …”

Oh brother.  He was grossed out even from eight feet away!  Her Wonder Jen outfit wasn’t much less revealing than this.  By the end of today she needed him able to cope with point-blank proximity. 

He’d taken to staring exclusively out the window during his breakfast.  That wouldn’t do, either.  She let him finish eating, then snapped her fingers.

His training kicked in and she saw him swivel to her with gratifying swiftness.  With a little twitch, he came forward.  She knew he’d try to stop too soon, so she kept beckoning and beckoning until, with stuttering resistance, his face ended up no more than six inches from her chest.

Jen saw his jaw hinge slowly and his eyes widen in total deer-in-headlights fashion, right at her chest.  With some sympathy, she mused that her tits were roughly the size of Brandi’s and Alice’s now, and after being with them so recently it must be weird seeing the same thing now in a non-sexual context.  Pretty confusing for him, she’ll bet.

Hey, but give the little guy some credit: he didn’t shirk back or freak out like he would’ve yesterday.  Nor did he close his eyes or skirt the issue.  Instead, he kept his eyes locked ahead for several whole seconds, fighting through obvious discomfort and confronting the matter straight-on!  Only then did he look up, seeming almost dizzy in the process.

Lol!  OK.  “Good job, little guy.”  She could work with that.  At least he was trying.  “We’re gonna get a lotttt more up close and personal today than we have before.  So I hope you’re ready.”

An idea formed in her mind as she spoke.  She picked out a red marker and went to the fridge feeling inspired.  She could almost feel his tension behind her as she jotted down line after line then stepped back.

Yeah.  It came out perfect.  She beckoned him in front of her and let him read.

<< EXHIBITION DAY – SPECIAL MOUSE RULES:

1.       Mouse will give his phone to Mighty for safe keeping.  His phone and computer are off-limits. 

2.       Our team will work on silent communication today.  Mouse will not speak, period.  He will watch and obey.  Mighty will only speak if all else fails.

3.       This means Mouse will stay within five feet of Mighty all day.  He will maintain line of sight.  The exception is bathroom time.

4.       Failing to understand Mighty’s wishes is not an excuse.  Mouse will need to learn quickly, anticipate, and execute.  His performance will impact his outcomes for this afternoon. >>