Will you ever learn?

4

Maya

"Yes, I'm coming!" I yelled when the repeated knocking on the apartment door didn't stop. As I sat up, I saw that Carina was gone. On the nightstand on my side was a fresh cup of coffee and a carefully torn note saying there was an emergency at the hosptial and she didn't know when she would be home. I sighed and was about to enjoy my coffee until I remembered what I woke up for in the first place. I pulled the covers off my body and looked down at myself. Morning erection. In my head, I briefly debated whether or not to put on pants. I decided against it and sleepily went to the door. When I opened it, there stood none other than Charlotte. In her right hand she held a small bag, probably from a bakery, and in the other a bouquet of white roses and sunflowers. My favorite flowers.

She flashed me her dazzling smile and I couldn't help but pull her to me by her waist and kiss her. Unobtrusively, she pushed me further and further into my apartment without breaking the kiss, slamming the door with her foot. When her tongue met mine, I abruptly stopped the kiss. "What's wrong?" she asked uncertainly, looking into my eyes. "Morning breath:" I whispered and without saying another word I disappeared into the bathroom to brush my teeth.

When I left the bathroom again with fresh breath, Charlotte had already placed the flowers in a vase on my kitchen table and set out two plates for the pastries. Carefully, she placed one of the croissants on my plate and picked up a green smoothie from the burlap bag.

"Hey." she said shyly when she finally spotted me. I walked up to her and kissed her on the cheek. "Thanks." she just grinned and sat down. I followed her, and quietly started eating. After a short while, my girlfriend spoke up. "Can we talk?" Her tone was cautious and her posture tense. I folded my hands on the table, looked at her expectantly, and finally nodded. "What was going on yesterday, Maya?" "I just didn't want sex," I answered bluntly. "Is there a reason-" "Look, Charlotte, even though we're together, it doesn't mean I'm up for sex all the time," I said sternly. "Okay, I'm sorry." she said after a moment. I sighed and continued eating. "Did anything else happen yesterday? You were in a bad mood all day." I shook my head. I really didn't want to talk to her about what happened on duty yesterday, much less tell her about my embarrassing meltdown last night. She just nodded and we continued eating.

"Okay, Maya, this is not the conversation I was hoping for," she said, annoyed. "What were you hoping for? I wasn't up for sex, you made me horny and then I refused. What's the problem?" she fell silent and rolled her eyes. I scoffed and got up and cleared the plates into the kitchen. There I washed the plates, because to be honest I was nagging that Carina would yell at me again because the water drain in our dishwasher was clogged. Charlotte entered the room behind me and hugged me. Her hand traveled from my neck to my breasts to my erect penis. I sighed and leaned further into her. She began massaging me lightly over my boxers, and a moan escaped me. I quickly closed the dishwasher and ushered Charlotte into the living room.

Once there, she pushed me onto the gray couch and dropped to her knees in front of me, between my legs. She grabbed my wrist and pulled down the blue scrunchie to make herself a ponytail. I just looked down at her. She reached into my boxers and pulled lightly, whereupon I lifted my butt up so she could take off the unnecessary piece of fabric.

I knew exactly what she was going to do. Yes, she wants to give me a blowjob, but also to avoid our conversation. She has been doing this since the beginning of our relationship, and to be honest, I didn't care if we talked or not.

When she took my testicles in one of her hands, I moaned loudly. Lightly she massaged them and rubbed my dick against her cheek. When he was completely stiff, she reached around my big shaft with her small hand. She didn't move her hand, but rather applied pressure at irregular intervals. "Don't tease." I moaned, and finally she moved her hand up a few centimeters. I pushed my hips up to move her hand further, but she abruptly removed it.