The Boy Who Cried Werewolf

Friday Morning

The sun was already high in the sky by the time they awoke. The cabin was flooded with light. Dipper opened his eyes first. He glanced over at the clock radio on the nightstand. It read 11:32. Wendy still held him securely. He sighed happily and snuggled back into her embrace, pulling her arms even more tightly about him, rousing her as he did so.

"Mmmmf. Dipper?" Wendy called blearily.

"Morning, Wendy," he mumbled in reply.

She smiled, her eyes still closed. "How'd you sleep?" She began kissing the nape of his neck.

"Mmmmm," Dipper sighed as he tilted his head to give Wendy better access. "I don't think I've ever slept this well in my life."

"Good." Wendy continued kissing his neck and ear. She sighed. "You taste good in the morning," she murmured.

"Oooooh, Wendy...."

Dipper turned over in her arms to face her. His lips sought hers. "My turn," he said, kissing her mouth, her throat, working his way to that spot just behind her ear.

"Mmmmm, that's nice, Dip," Wendy purred. "C'mere, you...."

Wendy released Dipper from her grasp long enough to release herself from her bra. She tossed it aside and gathered Dipper into her arms again. He continued nibbling at her throat, occasionally returning to her mouth for more kisses. Soon, Wendy rolled onto her back, pulling Dipper atop her. He continued kissing and licking, working his way down to Wendy's breasts.

"...Yeah, Dipper...there...."

"...Use your tongue a bit more...."

"...Come on...use your hands...you can be a little rougher...they won't break...."

"...Mmmm.... You can suck on them, too, you know...Don't be shy, babe...."

She mewled and sighed, her fingers combing through his hair and stroking his shoulders, guiding him along. Dipper licked and sucked, his ardor growing as the minutes passed. He eventually moved up to share more kisses with Wendy, while continuing to knead and caress her breasts. They spent the better part of the next hour kissing, nuzzling, and fondling each other. Eventually, they lay back, cuddling up against one another. Dipper lay in the crook of Wendy's arm.

"That was a fun way to wake up," Dipper said.

"Totally," Wendy said, stroking his hair. "Welcome to second base, man."

He laughed and turned to give her a quick kiss. He rested his head on her breast.

"What's the plan for today?" he asked.

"Well," Wendy said, playing with his hair, "I thought we'd go into town for breakfast, then drop by the post office to check the mail...maybe hit the mall- see if anyone's around on a Friday afternoon..." She paused, thinking. "Gotta lay in some supplies, so we'll need to go to the supermarket, and then..." she stretched and gathered Dipper into her arms for a hug, "I thought we'd head up to Lookout Point and watch the sunset from the hill."

"That sounds like a good plan."

Wendy nodded. "A good day."

"Any day I get to spend with you is a good day," Dipper said, blushing.

Wendy smiled broadly. "It sure started good," she winked at him.

"There's an old Chinese saying," Dipper said. "It is good to start well; it is better to finish well."

A wicked glint came into Wendy's eyes as a vulpine smile stole across her lips. "Ooooh, just you wait, dude," she promised.

They rolled out of bed and stood up to get dressed.