A Simple Life: Chapter 60 (Patreon)

As I approach my door I can already hear Winona and Brayden bantering within.  There was no aggression in their tones, it wasn’t an argument, but they were definitely busting each other’s balls.

I step through the door and swing it closed behind me.  As I place my backpack beside the closet I announce.  “I’m home.”

Appearing from out of my kitchen comes a Winona shaped cannon ball.  The next thing I knew her hands were jammed up into my armpits and I am lifted up off of the ground and pushed back against the door.  Leaning her chest into mine she pins me there with her weight and her impressive upper body strength, my feet dangling half a foot from the floor.  Her hazel eyes glimmer as she gazes into me.

“Um.  Hi.”  I smile.

“Hey.”  She smiles back.  Keeping me pinned and suspended her eyes circle around to check me out as best she could at this close distance.  “Nice poncho.”

“Thanks.”  I giggle.  “You’re getting wet.”

“You ain’t lyin Sprout.”

The very next moment her lips are pressed hard into mine.  “Mmmmm.”  I melt to her touch.

“Jesus!  Get a room or something.”  Comes Brayden’s voice from the living room but neither Winona nor I pay him any heed.

“Mmmm.”  We hum as the kiss lingers on and on.  Ohhhh.  What a way to come home!

With a smack her lips leave mine, the smooch ending as suddenly as it began and leaving us both breathless.

“Miss me?”  I ask.

“Just a little.”  She says as she gently puts me down.  Stepping back I can see that she was wearing a relaxed fitting and low hanging blue v neck blouse and blue jeans.  It was simple and casual but that woman could make a garbage bag look cool.   “Mmm.”  She rolls her lips around, savoring my taste in her mouth.  “Welcome home.”

“Wow!”

“Where’s my kiss?”  Quips Brayden.

“Get your own man.”  Winona quips right back. She pats my chest.  “Come on.  Check it out.”  With that she disappears back through the kitchen.

My head whirling and still catching my breath I hang up my poncho and take up my pack to follow.  I had put in the leaf for the dining room table before heading out to work and Winona had used every inch of the extended space.  On the end she had set up the Fable Master’s screen and behind it she had piles of books and notes.  On the other side there was laid out a vinyl mat with a hexagon grid that took up most of the rest of the table.  A stack of blank character sheets sat in the center of the mat.  With every chair in the place around the table we had just enough for the group.  I notice the jade colored set of dice Winona had given me already sitting out in the spot just to the right of the screen.

“Th-This will work?”  I ask.

“This is great.”  Winona says.  “I’m going to put Briar on the other end so she can help the newbies.”

“We’re all newbies.”  I say as I begin pulling out the snacks and drinks.  “Except for her.”

“Good.”  She nods.  “A fresh slate to work from.”

“I don’t know why you guys can’t just play online like normal people.”  Brayden grumbles.

This starts another back and forth between the pair which I leave to them.  I put the drinks in the fridge and lay out the snacks in bowls.

“I’m just gonna f-freshen up.”  I say to Winona and she shoots me a thumbs a up in response.  As I pass by the living room I pause and give Brayden a double take.  He was in a clean pair of jeans and a recently ironed collared t shirt which hugged his body.  His hair was brushed, his face shaved, and was that a hint of cologne I smelled?  He looked better now than he did for his job interview.

He looks up at me annoyed.  “What?”

“N-Nothin.”  I grin and keep walking.

I quickly change out of my work clothes into something more comfortable then pop over to the washroom to brush my hair and my teeth.  It was when I was doing the latter that Winona’s head appears through the open door.  “Mind some company?”

“Uh…”  I spit the foamy paste.  “…no?”

“Thanks.”  She slips in and closes the door behind her.  Shaking her hands in front of her she whispers.  “Ahhh!  I’m so nervous!”

I rinse my mouth then wipe it.  “You’re g-gonna be great.”  I assure her.

“I dunno Avery.  This is my first time.  I am so under prepared.  And Briar’s been under all these experienced Fable Masters, Cain watches the best of the best every week, and for the rest of you it’s up to me to leave a good impression of the game.  Gah!”

“You two bangin in there?”  Calls Brayden.  We ignore him.

“You are gonna be amazing.”  I say.  “I know you will.  A-And we’re all here to have fun and play a game, not to judge.  It’s gonna be okay.”

“Rrm.  I guess.”  She sighs.  “You’re right.  It’ll be fine.”  She stands a moment then blurts out.  “I gotta piss.”  Stepping past me she lifts the toilet lid and seat.  Pulling up the hem of her blouse she unbuckles, unbuttons, unzips, then unleashes the mighty serpent that lives in her pants.

Despite myself I gawk.  I still wasn’t used to seeing one so big.

Catching me staring she glances over and winks.  “Ya wanna hold it?”

“Wh-What?”

“Ya wanna hold my dick as I go?”

I consider the offer then answer as clearly and concisely as I can.  “Yes.  Yes I do.”

“All yours.”  She lets go of her cock and lets it swing free.  “Better hurry though or shits about to get wet.”

I rush to her side and grab her warm, soft penis in my left hand.  My right slips around her waist.  I point it at the bowl, really loving the feel of her flaccid member in my hand.  I just loved her dick, soft or hard it was amazing.  Right now it was so soft and squishy and spongy, and much thicker than mine at my best despite her being totally soft.  Holding up her shirt with her right hand she puts her left arm around my shoulders.  A moment later I feel the surge of urine along the underside and a moment after that a thick stream of yellow.

It was an odd sensation holding another’s penis as they went piss.  It was kinda like holding my own yet totally different.  I didn’t get the relief of the emptying bladder, the only feeling I had of it was coming through my fingers, the angle was different so I had to be extra careful to keep the stream steady, and, in the case of Winona, the stream was just so much more.

This probably should have felt at least a little nasty and yet nothing about this was unclean.  She was clean and at no point do either of us catch any spray.  It was odd to be sure but the strange intimacy of it made it also kinda fun.  The stream dribbles to an end and I give her a squeeze and a shake to finish the job then even go the extra mile to tuck her back away again.

Winona nuzzles into my temple and kisses me.  “Thanks Sprout.”

“Your welcome.”

She zips up and walks around me to wash and dry her hands despite not touching anything, I follow behind her and do the same.  She looks at herself in the mirror and stands tall, her natural confidence reasserting itself.  “I got this.”

“You got this.”  I echo from beside her.  “You’ll be the best Fable Master ever.”

She turns to me.  “That means a lot Avery.”  Her brows crinkle and her focus zeros in.  “What’s this?”  Before I can do anything Winona licks her thumb and gives the concealer under my left eye a firm swipe.  The hard, bright lights of the washroom had given me away.  Her smile disappears in an instant as my ugly bruise is revealed and the fire that I see ignite inside of her frightens me.

I cover my eye and turn away from her.  “A s-s-st-stick poked me when I was ex-exploring.”

Grabbing me by the shoulders she turns me and pushes me back against the wall opposite the sink.  Taking my chin she turns my face, her other hand pulls mine away.  She takes a close look at the bruise, her eyes hard and probing behind the lenses of her glasses.  “Who did this to you?”

“N-N-Nobody.  I was c-careless.”

“Bullshit!”

I flinch at her aggressive tone and shrink back against the wall.  “Mmmm!”

Struggling mightily to control her tone she says.  “Just tell me who did this to you Avery.  Okay?”

“I-I was ex-exploring…”

“Why are you lying?”

“I’m n-n-not…”

“Where were you exploring then?  What part of the island?  When did it happen?  Was it before or after work?”

“Uh…um…mmm…l-last n-n-night…”

“You were out at sea last night.”  Her voice crackles with barely contained anger.  “Did your Grandpa hit you?”

“NO!  He w-would never.”

“Who?  Tell me!”

“Ummm…ummm…hmmmm!”

“What the hell you guys doin in there?”  Brayden calls.

Like a terminator machine acquiring its target Winona’s head snaps toward the sound of my roommate’s voice.  “Was it fucking him?”

“No!  N-No.”  I whimper.  “Stop!  St-Stop it.  It w-w-was my f-fault.  It was a br-br-branch.”

Seeing me fall apart with distress her expression softens and her tensed body relaxes.  She takes a long, deep breath.  Laying a hand over my chest she says in a very gentle voice.  “Shhh.  It’s okay Avery.  It’s okay.”

I cover my face again and turn away from her feeling ugly because of the bruise, ashamed because of my lie, stupid for thinking she wouldn’t notice, and retched for ruining what could have been a fun night.  “It w-was a st-stick.”

After a few seconds of still she reaches up and softly pets my hair.  “Aw Sprout.”  A moment later I am pulled into a warm embrace.

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