devised for him now? She sounded sleepy, but her body told a different story. Her back muscles felt tight and she kept wiggling her hips. Which pressed her lower body against his thigh and… Well, hell. All that soft femininity gave him hard, typically male ideas.
"Keely?" He'd keep this light if it killed him. She didn't need to know that he was ready to take her even if she wasn't ready. She didn't need to see or feel his cock growing like Pinocchio's nose.
"I read that a woman has to learn, um, that her body doesn't instinctively know how to…climax."
That was news to him, but he supposed it could be true. "And?"
"I read that most girls teach themselves during puberty by masturbating."
Jonathan Jacob Jones ! "That's about when and how guys learn."
"Really?" A sharp elbow prodding his belly, she sat up. Eyes wide, she studied his face. "I thought guys--men--just knew how to, er, get an erection. That all you have to do is think about sex and you come. That's the right word, isn't it?"
"Yeah, that's the right word. With guys it's more a matter of learning how not to…come." He eased her back down beside him. He didn't want her to see that this discussion made him as hard as a meteoroid.
"Why would you not want to come? If it's as pleasurable as I've read, why stop?"
"Well, since sex is more enjoyable with a partner… That is, the partner's enjoyment is as important as my--er, the man's--the guy should accommodate his partner."
"Ahh," she sighed as if a light had turned on. "So women have to learn how to come and men have to learn how not to."
"That pretty much covers it. Good night."
"But how can they learn the how and how not to? So many societies proscribe masturbating."
"In some societies they have instructors. Good night, Keely."
"Do they have instructors on Earth?"
"Y-yes, but--"
"But?"
He gave up trying to avoid her questions. "On Earth, there are guilds that specialize in teaching men how to pleasure their lovers. You really should talk to Herma about this stuff. Being great friends with Kendra's grandmother--who used to be a sex surrogate--Herma would know."
"But--if I understood you correctly--sex surrogates teach men how not to. Who teaches women how to?"
"Their lovers. Good night, Keely. We have a long day ahead of us and--"
"How does a woman get a lover?"
He bit back a groan. "They meet." Feeling her draw a deep breath, he forestalled her question. "Somewhere. There's a physical attraction between them. They date. Eventually, if the attraction's still there, they have sex."
"How do they know if the attraction's still there?"
"They kiss. They touch each other in intimate places. When they want more…they have sex."
"So it all boils down to physical attraction."
"Yeah. Although--" Triple J! I should have thought before I spoke! "Personally, I like to like my partner before we--er--have sex."
"Good idea." She snuggled against him, slid her foot up and down his calf, then eased one leg over his. He could feel her heat and his growing cock.
He just lay there, unwilling to move. Knowing if he did move, he'd teach Keely everything she need to know about how to .
"Geoff?"
"Yeah?"
"Do you like me?"
More and more every second. "Yeah."
She purred. "Good night, Geoff."
"G'night." But for some reason, sleep eluded him.
The next morning Geoff awoke to the sound of Keely's wind-chimes laughter and the scent of cafftea wafting under his nose. He could get used to this, he realized--snuggling a bolster to him instead of a warm, hopefully willing woman. Opening his eyes, he saw Herma sort of floating beside the bed, the cup of delicious smelling cafftea in her hands.
When she and Frodie floated, Geoff remembered they were holographs not real people. Which meant, he thought, his resentment growing, at other times he considered them human. Which was probably why most people liked the couple.
"Good morning," Herma greeted softly. "I didn't mean to wake you."
"That's okay. I'm usually up by
"Keely?" He'd keep this light if it killed him. She didn't need to know that he was ready to take her even if she wasn't ready. She didn't need to see or feel his cock growing like Pinocchio's nose.
"I read that a woman has to learn, um, that her body doesn't instinctively know how to…climax."
That was news to him, but he supposed it could be true. "And?"
"I read that most girls teach themselves during puberty by masturbating."
Jonathan Jacob Jones ! "That's about when and how guys learn."
"Really?" A sharp elbow prodding his belly, she sat up. Eyes wide, she studied his face. "I thought guys--men--just knew how to, er, get an erection. That all you have to do is think about sex and you come. That's the right word, isn't it?"
"Yeah, that's the right word. With guys it's more a matter of learning how not to…come." He eased her back down beside him. He didn't want her to see that this discussion made him as hard as a meteoroid.
"Why would you not want to come? If it's as pleasurable as I've read, why stop?"
"Well, since sex is more enjoyable with a partner… That is, the partner's enjoyment is as important as my--er, the man's--the guy should accommodate his partner."
"Ahh," she sighed as if a light had turned on. "So women have to learn how to come and men have to learn how not to."
"That pretty much covers it. Good night."
"But how can they learn the how and how not to? So many societies proscribe masturbating."
"In some societies they have instructors. Good night, Keely."
"Do they have instructors on Earth?"
"Y-yes, but--"
"But?"
He gave up trying to avoid her questions. "On Earth, there are guilds that specialize in teaching men how to pleasure their lovers. You really should talk to Herma about this stuff. Being great friends with Kendra's grandmother--who used to be a sex surrogate--Herma would know."
"But--if I understood you correctly--sex surrogates teach men how not to. Who teaches women how to?"
"Their lovers. Good night, Keely. We have a long day ahead of us and--"
"How does a woman get a lover?"
He bit back a groan. "They meet." Feeling her draw a deep breath, he forestalled her question. "Somewhere. There's a physical attraction between them. They date. Eventually, if the attraction's still there, they have sex."
"How do they know if the attraction's still there?"
"They kiss. They touch each other in intimate places. When they want more…they have sex."
"So it all boils down to physical attraction."
"Yeah. Although--" Triple J! I should have thought before I spoke! "Personally, I like to like my partner before we--er--have sex."
"Good idea." She snuggled against him, slid her foot up and down his calf, then eased one leg over his. He could feel her heat and his growing cock.
He just lay there, unwilling to move. Knowing if he did move, he'd teach Keely everything she need to know about how to .
"Geoff?"
"Yeah?"
"Do you like me?"
More and more every second. "Yeah."
She purred. "Good night, Geoff."
"G'night." But for some reason, sleep eluded him.
The next morning Geoff awoke to the sound of Keely's wind-chimes laughter and the scent of cafftea wafting under his nose. He could get used to this, he realized--snuggling a bolster to him instead of a warm, hopefully willing woman. Opening his eyes, he saw Herma sort of floating beside the bed, the cup of delicious smelling cafftea in her hands.
When she and Frodie floated, Geoff remembered they were holographs not real people. Which meant, he thought, his resentment growing, at other times he considered them human. Which was probably why most people liked the couple.
"Good morning," Herma greeted softly. "I didn't mean to wake you."
"That's okay. I'm usually up by
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