Stunned by Tony’s admissions, Julie sat there trying to take in everything she’d just heard.
“Tony, if you’re not challenged, why aren’t you going for a technical degree or something in the sciences? Why are you going to night school when you could be anywhere; almost any school in the nation?” she looked at him.
“Easy. I want a degree to open doors for me. I’m knocking this out in half the time if I went to a traditional college. After I get this Business degree, I’m pretty sure I’ll be able to do whatever…and go wherever I want. I’ll be fine. This is just phase one of my plan…if that’s a way to look at things,” he told her.
Julie took his childhood, his parents, his scholastic gift into some deep thought for a minute. She took a deep breath and broke the silence. “Okay…wasn’t prepared for that, Tony.” She paused looking in his eyes. “I’m sorry for your pain, but I think you’ve dealt with it pretty well,” then smiled at him.
“Tony, as for disrespecting me; don’t feel any guilt. I am just as much to blame for what happened that night. I could have stopped it. I thought I was doing it for Jake. Now I realize I could have…should have…put my foot down and not let anything happen.” She said still looking into his eyes.
“Hindsight is 20/20, ya know?” She paused then quietly said, “Tony. Let it go; it’s done. We can’t change it. It’s one of those life lessons we need to pass on to others so they don’t make the same mistake.”
Both fell silent. She sat back in her chair, taking a deep breath. She sighed, then slapped her hands on her knees. “Okay. As for the project…it’s okay. We still need to put everything together. I can learn everything I need to know while doing that. Doing research sucks. I’m kind of glad I don’t have to do it,” she reassured him.
“Shit, okay.” Tony came back to life; his old self. “We can take the night off and you can go home or we can watch TV or we can start on the slides that aren’t due for a couple more weeks. You’re choice, girl.”
“Wow…okay, I guess,” Julie kind of chuckled. “Honestly, I don’t want to go home right away and fight traffic. Can we watch TV? Do you mind?” She asked.
“I wouldn’t have suggested that if I didn’t want to.”
“Okay, be right back.” Julie headed towards the bathroom. She laughed as she entered the bathroom, seeing and smelling how clean it was. Maybe Derrick learned a lesson from her, she hoped. She texted her mom to make sure everything was okay with the kids. Then fixed her hair.
After a few minutes, Julie went back to the dining room area, then looked in the kitchen for Tony. She called out for Tony. He answered from his bedroom. She sat down on the couch in front of the TV and waited.
A minute later. “Julie, in here,” he shouted.
“What?”
“Come here.”
She walked to his bedroom where he was lying in bed watching TV. “Thought you wanted to watch TV?” he asked.
“Um, what are you doing? There’s a TV in the other room,” she said crossing her arms in front of her and leaning against the door frame.
“It’s broken.”
She glared at him. “Tony, I swear to God, if I go out there and turn that TV on and it works, I’ll leave.”
“Suit yourself, girl.”
She stood in his doorway with a look of disbelief, staring at Tony propped up on his bed. After a few seconds, he moved his left hand onto the bedspread. Without looking at Julie, he softly tapped his hand on the covers, signaling her place to sit. All she could do is quietly laugh at his antics. She climbed onto the bed.
“Don’t start anything.” She told him.
He looked at her. “Yeh, right. Look who’s talking.”
“Whatever,” she sighed as she propped a pillow up and sat next to Tony as he flipped channels.
“Six o’clock news, okay for now?” he asked.
“Sure.”
He put his left hand on top of her right hand, in between them. She looked over at him with only her eyes, not moving her head. “Oh my God,” she thought to herself, but didn’t pull away.
They watched the weather, then sports, then traffic; their hands still touching. She couldn’t take it any longer and rolled over to kiss him. He turned his head towards her.
“Shit, I knew it.”
“You knew what?”
“You. Just fifteen minutes ago, you said, “Don’t start anything…Who’s making the first move now?”
“Shut up,” she sighed and started kissing Tony.
Tony hit the mute button on the remote and dropped it to the floor. They kissed intensely for several minutes, eventually scooting down on the bed so they were lying next to each other. She rolled over onto him, holding his face as she kissed him tenderly. His hands caressed her arms, moving to her back, then stroking her butt cheeks. Eventually, her left hand went down his body, finding his growing cock under his sweats. She moaned softly, kissing him deeply as she massaged his manhood.
After a bit, he pushed her over so he was next to and partially on her. His right hand caressing her breasts; making her softly moan. She enjoyed the way he kissed; the way he touched her. His hand went under her shirt and up to her bra as he continued caressing her.
She broke the kiss. “Let me shut the door in case Derrick comes home.” She stood, closed the door and returned to Tony’s affection, laying halfway on top of him again. His hand went to her crotch and started to massage her through her pants.
She pulled his hand away. “Sorry, not this week. Out of order.”
He put his fingers back, this time focusing on her clit, “I know what I’m doing.” He started gently caressing her, moving his fingers in circles on her sensitive sex organ.
Julie inhaled deeply, kissing Tony lustfully as his finger sent shivers through her body. She felt herself getting wet, despite her period. Her hand went to Tony’s cock, rubbing him, stroking him through his sweats. She began to moan as his finger swirled on her love button.
It didn’t take long. “Shit, Tony…you’re going to make me cum,” she breathed deeply. He kept circling her clit with his finger. Her body tensed. She kissed him hard, breathing through her nose as she climaxed. Her body shook, she moaned loudly into his mouth as she came. Her hand tightly squeezed his cock throughout her climax, then releasing him as the sensual wave in her body subsided. “Dammit, Tony. Why are you so good at making me cum?” she whispered, catching her breath.
They laid next to each other as she regained some sense of normalcy. She continued to stroke his cock through his sweats. She kissed him some more as she tried to move his sweats down. Tony raised his hips and clumsily pulled his sweats to his thighs. His cock rising and swaying as it came free.
She took his cock in her left hand. She couldn’t believe it’s girth. “Oh my God, you’re thick,” she mumbled. She slid down his body and took him into her mouth, sliding down it to make it wet. She moaned as she moved on him, stroking him, coordinating her head and hand movements. She sucked on him for a minute or more, licking up his cock and back down, then taking him back into her mouth. Tony was silent, for the most part, other than a few deep breaths.
She moved her head back up to his face. “You can talk dirty to me, if you want. I don’t mind,” she whispered, then kissed him briefly.