Post by Aoife Valkyrie on Dec 12, 2021 1:20:26 GMT
Aoife wakes up in the middle of the night, her head on Mitch's chest and she can hear his heart beating inside his massive chest. She arrived in Tacoma Washington earlier in the day and rushed over to Marriot where Mitch was staying. It didn't take long for them to grab lunch and spend the rest of the day in bed. She runs her fingernails up his stomach and through the middle of his chest. He starts to stir and she thinks she can see slight grin on his face. She nuzzles in closer, pressing her naked breasts against him. She can feel his erection starting to grow again under the covers. She leans up brushing her hair from her face.
"You awake?" she asks hoping that he is.
"I am now." he states, never opening his eyes. "What's wrong?"
"Nothen." she states sadly with her sharp Irish accent.
He opens his eyes and looks over at her trying to stay serious without gawking at her firm breasts that are peeking out from under the sheets.
"Nothing means something. Now spill it." he asks firmly rolling over on his side sitting up on one arm.
"It's Courtney." she blurts out.
Mitch rolls his eyes at her. "Listen, you're not going to accuse me of sleeping with her are you? She's seriously not my type."
Aoife playfully slaps him on the arm. "Knock it off yah big dolt. I'm trying to be serious."
Mitch tries to get serious. "Ok, seriously; what's going on. I thought you guys were best friends?"
"So didn't I." she tries to explain. "She's got these feelings."
"Maybe she's feeling jealous about our relationship?" he blurts out getting right to the point.
"She is absolutely jealous." she exclaims.
"She'll get over it. Let's take her out to dinner. Call her and find out when she getting in to town. I know of this small bistro on the south side of town." he tries his best to help her out.
"Yeah, I don't think she wants to have dinner with you." she tells him trying not to hurt his feelings.
"Is it me? It's me isn't it? She hates me?" he keeps stabbing in the dark.
"She doesn't hate you. She just, well; she I don't know how to say it." she tries to explain but is failing miserably.
"Just say it. What doesn't she like about me. I'm a big boy. I can handle it." he tries to assure her.
"Well, for starters, she doesn't like this." and she reaches under the sheets and grabs his dick, still semi erect. He flinches as she grabs it firmly.
"She doesn't like my hammer?" he asks with a smile.
Aoife smiles back at him as she can feel it getting harder in her hand. "No. She doesn't like in me!"
"Wait, she's made because we fuck? I'm so confused." he tells her still not getting where this conversation is going.
"Mitch, sweetie; she doesn't like pricks at all. She doesn't swing that way." she tells him.
"You're telling me that she's gay?"
"She's a lesbian Mitch and she's got feelings for me." she tells him straight up.
"Feelings?"
"Yah and she kissed me." as she looks away from him like she just admitted cheating on him.
"Kissed you? Did you kiss her back? Did you like it?" he fires off questions at her.
"Don't be daft yah big idiot. Of course I didn't kiss her back. She caught me off guard. I don't like her like that and now she's mad as hell at me and she wont talk to me." she rambles on.
"Shh, it's going to be ok. She'll come around, you'll see. Just give it time." and he slides her down on the bed and crawls on-top of her. "The bigger problem is, what am I going to do with this?" he he rubs his erection between her legs. She smiles at him as she pulls him closer.
"I can think of a few things." and the scene fades to black.
"You awake?" she asks hoping that he is.
"I am now." he states, never opening his eyes. "What's wrong?"
"Nothen." she states sadly with her sharp Irish accent.
He opens his eyes and looks over at her trying to stay serious without gawking at her firm breasts that are peeking out from under the sheets.
"Nothing means something. Now spill it." he asks firmly rolling over on his side sitting up on one arm.
"It's Courtney." she blurts out.
Mitch rolls his eyes at her. "Listen, you're not going to accuse me of sleeping with her are you? She's seriously not my type."
Aoife playfully slaps him on the arm. "Knock it off yah big dolt. I'm trying to be serious."
Mitch tries to get serious. "Ok, seriously; what's going on. I thought you guys were best friends?"
"So didn't I." she tries to explain. "She's got these feelings."
"Maybe she's feeling jealous about our relationship?" he blurts out getting right to the point.
"She is absolutely jealous." she exclaims.
"She'll get over it. Let's take her out to dinner. Call her and find out when she getting in to town. I know of this small bistro on the south side of town." he tries his best to help her out.
"Yeah, I don't think she wants to have dinner with you." she tells him trying not to hurt his feelings.
"Is it me? It's me isn't it? She hates me?" he keeps stabbing in the dark.
"She doesn't hate you. She just, well; she I don't know how to say it." she tries to explain but is failing miserably.
"Just say it. What doesn't she like about me. I'm a big boy. I can handle it." he tries to assure her.
"Well, for starters, she doesn't like this." and she reaches under the sheets and grabs his dick, still semi erect. He flinches as she grabs it firmly.
"She doesn't like my hammer?" he asks with a smile.
Aoife smiles back at him as she can feel it getting harder in her hand. "No. She doesn't like in me!"
"Wait, she's made because we fuck? I'm so confused." he tells her still not getting where this conversation is going.
"Mitch, sweetie; she doesn't like pricks at all. She doesn't swing that way." she tells him.
"You're telling me that she's gay?"
"She's a lesbian Mitch and she's got feelings for me." she tells him straight up.
"Feelings?"
"Yah and she kissed me." as she looks away from him like she just admitted cheating on him.
"Kissed you? Did you kiss her back? Did you like it?" he fires off questions at her.
"Don't be daft yah big idiot. Of course I didn't kiss her back. She caught me off guard. I don't like her like that and now she's mad as hell at me and she wont talk to me." she rambles on.
"Shh, it's going to be ok. She'll come around, you'll see. Just give it time." and he slides her down on the bed and crawls on-top of her. "The bigger problem is, what am I going to do with this?" he he rubs his erection between her legs. She smiles at him as she pulls him closer.
"I can think of a few things." and the scene fades to black.