Daniel also was feeling the situation. He couldn’t help but think it was like she was telling him it was OK to fantasize about her, and so he did. He was fantasizing about her just like he had so many times before. But also he had never fantasized like this, about masturbating with her, being so close to her. It was hot. It was definitely hot. In the glow of the light from the TV, he saw her close her eyes. With her eyes closed he could stare at her. He watched her beautiful face showing the pleasure she was feeling. He thought about her body under those sheets.
Amanda opened her eyes. She was looking at him. She did not look away. She had kind of a dreamy, far away look in her eyes. Each of them continued to touch themselves. Then Amanda looked at the TV.
“She’s pretty. Don’t you think she’s pretty?” The girl in the porno was made up like a sexy elf, riding Santa’s pole.
Daniel glanced at the TV. He’d been only barely paying attention to what it was showing. “She’s alright, I guess.” He looked some more while continuing to stroke his cock. “Yeah, she’s pretty hot. But I prefer real tits to fake ones. And you know I like blondes.”
“Hmmm.” Amanda bit her lips as a special little pang of pleasure shot through her. She watched the screen. They watched together. “Daniel, have you ever gone down on a girl?”
“Yes.”
She could hear him varying the speed at which he was stroking himself with the rustling of the sheets. Faster, then slower, then faster again. “Did you like it?”
“Yes.” He was staring at her now. The tension was getting thicker.
She stared back. “You didn’t think it was gross?”
“Not at all.”
“That’s good. That’s really good.” The rhythms of their pleasuring themselves continued. Neither were looking at the TV anymore at all. “Did Abby ever suck your cock?”
“She tried a couple times. But she didn’t really like it.”
Amanda looked into Daniel’s eyes. She noticed his lips were slightly apart, and he was breathing through his mouth. “That’s too bad.” She could see his breaths were getting shorter. “Some girls like it, you know.”
“That’s what I’ve heard.”
“I like it.”
Daniel closed his eyes. “Oh Jesus!”
She thought that maybe he was going to cum. But he didn’t. He opened his eyes and looked at her again. He continued to stroke himself. She thought of his cock under that sheet. How hard was he? What did it look like? Was it big?
Daniel spoke. “Can you turn that off?”
It took Amanada a moment to register that he was speaking. She was starting to really feel it now too. “What? The TV? You want the TV off? Yeah. OK.” She pulled her hand off herself and started to reach for the remote. She noticed her fingers were wet. She licked them to clean them off before touching the power button on the remote.
Daniel saw her lick her fingers and couldn’t help but notice the sensuous way her lips moved. Then he was shocked as she disappeared and the room went black and silent.
They lay there in silence for a moment. She wondered if he might reach over and touch her. Where would he touch her? Would he touch her hip? Grab for her breast? Lean over and kiss her? Did she want him to touch her? Yes. Yes she did. She was weak. So weak. This was wrong. God help her this was wrong. But she wanted it. Amanda resumed touching herself, while her every sense tingled in anticipation that he might touch her.