Random Nonsense

I’d wanted to hang out with her for a long time now and when I was there, I was dead quiet. I couldn’t help it. She was as lovely as I expected and maybe even more. She wasn’t wearing anything fancy; it was a stay at home kind of thing after all. Just a simple t-shirt and sweatpants, but the way she pursed her lips when she looked through the book I bought her had an effect on me. Her hair was a shade of brown that I couldn’t take my eyes off of. She had changed it once before and it was a different color when I first met her. Each had been lovely to me, but there was something about the way her hair fell to her shoulders that got to me. She was something else.

“So what do you think?” I kept my eyes on her hair and hope it looked like I was making eye contact.

She gave me a weird look, “So, the zombie virus is an STD and it makes them want to bite and fuck?”

“Yeah, pretty much. Why? Is that weird?”

She shifted in her seat and stretched her legs out towards me, touching her feet to my thigh. I took her in from her feet to up; slowly tracing my eyes up her body. She had to have noticed that. I know she did and maybe I wanted her to. It’s been something that’s been building up and I suppose there was no harm and showing her where my head was at.

She continued, “Well, it’s not really that it’s weird. It’s different. When I think of zombies they’re always decaying and grey, you know? I don’t really know if I want to fuck one.”

“If I was a zombie like in that book, would you fuck me?”

She giggled softly, “I’d consider it, but I’m not much of a necrophilia freak, you know. The way you are now is just fine with me.”

“So what about now?”

She slowly got to her knees on the couch and shuffled her way towards me. I didn’t look at her. I couldn’t. I was nervous now. I was afraid I had said something too far and I was about to face some kind of reprisal. That’s when I felt her hands on her shoulder and I could feel her face close to my ear. She took a nibble and I shuddered. My entire body reacted to her one small gesture.

She took one of her hands and ran it down my arm, “That would be just fine with me, babe.”

“You…know…I-I’ve never done it with, um, with, well I just..” I was stuttering, “I don’t really want to get anything wrong, and, well, oh, I’m talking too much, sorry, it’s just how I-“

She grabbed my chin and jerked it towards her. It was deep. Passionate. Oh, and I’ve never felt so electric. She knew how to kiss. No guy I’ve kissed ever had me like that.

“Don’t worry. I know I’m your first woman. You’ll be fine, love. It’ll be a lovely time.”