CHAPTER 39: WHY DID I THINK OF BRIANNE TO CUM EARLIER?!.

«Ren, we woke up later than usual this morning, do you want a ride to school?» Mrs. Fenwick asks while picking up her clothes scattered around the living room.

Of course, she bends down on purpose, pointing her ass right at me.

It’s obvious she wants me to take her from behind while she’s collecting her things.

Damn... we already fucked twice this morning (not counting the usual warm-up blowjob), and she still wants more?

For fuck’s sake, give me a break.

I’m not a robot.

And it’s already late—Elaine is waiting for me, and I can’t miss that.

Still, the idea of her giving me a ride to school isn’t bad, so I agree.

«Tomorrow morning, same time?» she asks—her left hand on the steering wheel, her right hand inside my pants.

Yeah, she’s jerking me off while driving.

That’s the perk of an automatic car.

It feels good knowing she wants to be with me this much.

Apparently, I’m good company.

I can’t deny that after almost a week, I’m starting to enjoy this routine—having breakfast together, fucking before she leaves for work and I go to school, like we’re husband and wife.

In a way, she’s filling Isabelle’s absence.

«Of course, otherwise who would wake me up? I’d risk staying in bed too long and arriving late to school,» I answer with a satisfied smile.

It’s pretty clear why I’m smiling like that.

«Oh, so it’s just for that? And here I thought you liked being woken up in a... different way,» she replies, pretending to be disappointed, but with a mischievous grin.

Different, huh? Not really.

It’s the same routine I’ve had with Isabelle for four years.

Obviously, she doesn’t know that... I hope.

«But you don’t seem to dislike being my alarm clock. Anyway, did you think about what I proposed?»

«You mean putting it in the back? No, Ren. I already told you—it’s not happening. When I was younger, my husband wanted to try it, and it was terrible. I was sore for days. And with you being even more well-endowed than him? Forget it,» she answers in a serious tone.

I shrug.

«You don’t know what you’re missing.»

«Most likely a sore ass...» Mrs. Fenwick comments. She smiles at me, and we both burst out laughing.

«Anyway, I had the car washed three days ago, so let me know when you’re about to come—I don’t want you messing up the seats.»

Yeah, as if it were that easy to cum right now, especially after already finishing three times in the last three hours.

I need immense focus—digging through my mental archives for the most erotic memories.

My first time with Isabelle.

That moment at the spa when I took her in the dining room.

And... Brianne’s kiss?

Why the hell has my brain classified that stupid peck as erotic?

It doesn’t make sense, unless I’m imagining Brianne completely naked, jumping on my dick.

And yet, just recalling that meaningless gesture... it does the trick.

As soon as I warn her I’m about to cum, Mrs. Fenwick immediately pulls over.

She bends down on me, wraps her lips around my cock, and my cum explodes in her mouth.

She swallows, then wipes her lips with the edge of my underwear.

Not a single drop left.

I have to admit, it’s excellent cleanup work.

She drops me off about a hundred meters from school, far from prying eyes.

I walk the last stretch on foot.

I barely have time to wonder if that bastard really dumped Elaine... when my doubts are cleared the moment I get close enough to the school gate... to hear Elaine screaming like crazy in the middle of the courtyard.

«You bastard! I hate you, you piece of shit!»

She’s yelling on the phone, angrier than I’ve ever seen her in four years.

And it’s not hard to guess who she’s talking to.

Well, at least Tyler kept his word.

Otherwise, the cops would’ve paid him a little surprise visit tonight.

I quicken my pace as soon as I see Elaine running away in tears toward the exit.

She sees me, but pretends not to.

She keeps running.

She goes out the gate, still running, moving further from school.

She’s probably going home.

I should follow her, but the fact she saw me and ignored me means I should probably let her cool off before trying to comfort her.

But someone doesn’t share my idea.

«Shouldn’t you go after her?» Brianne asks behind me.

Where the hell did she come from? Is she a stalker or what?

«I don’t think it’s the right time,» I reply indifferently.

I can’t exactly show her how thrilled I am that Elaine finally dumped that asshole.

«So... now that your ex is single again... I guess you’ll do everything to get back with her,» Brianne mutters.

My ex...? Oh right. I completely forgot about that bullshit I told her.

Guess it’s time to come clean.

«Actually, Elaine and I were never dating. It was just an excuse so I could spend time with you without you worrying I’d jump you out of nowhere.»

In response, she suddenly jumps on me from behind, wrapping her arm around my neck.

«I already knew that, stupid. You think I’m dumb enough to believe you and her were dating? Confessing it now is an insult to my intelligence!»

«D-Do you really need to strangle me then...?»

Apparently, she didn’t really get it.

«My arms just moved on their own,» she replies coldly. «Anyway...» her voice softens, though her grip doesn’t ease in the slightest, «...why did you put on this act? I mean... why did you want to spend time with me...?»

«I made a bet with Elaine months ago, on your first day here. Twenty dollars that I’d manage to fuck you in a month.»

«Oh, is that so? Well, tough luck. I already knew that too...»

«Then why the hell are you strangling me even harder?!»

«Sorry, my arms moved on their own again,» she mutters, finally letting go.

Aaaah... air!

«And what about you! You’ve been clinging to me 24/7 just to use me to get to Velshekar!»

«So what? My cause is noble—protecting the world and freeing it from its threats! Not for twenty lousy bucks!»

«It wasn’t about the money—my toilet paper costs more than that! It was just to prove myself, to show that no girl in the world could resist me!»

«Well, I’d say you succeeded, considering that...»

She blushes instantly.

«...considering what happened between us...» she murmurs, barely audible.

«But nothing happened between us!»

«Oh no? And what about that kiss? My first kiss, by the way...»

«That wasn’t even a kiss!»

«Maybe not for someone like you, who spends all day doing filthy things with easy women! But for me, it was really important!»

«And I thought that kiss and your love confession were just part of your act to get close to me and reach Velshekar.»

She glares at me—a glare so cold it freezes my blood.

«Ren, you’re an idiot!»