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I picked up the DVR remote and shook my head. “Not on the menu tonight.” Tonight’s menu was going to start with her, or nothing.
“But—” she complained.
I turned to her and put a finger to her lips. “Doing you in the butt is also not on the menu tonight.”
That finally got a shake of the head and a giggle.
Clicking through the channels, I foundBonanzaon a western channel and started that.
“The Cartwrights? Really?”
I recognized the episode. “You’ll like it. In this one Adam saves the girl.”
Her hand moved back to my leg and up toward my crotch. “And does she throw herself at him?”
I pulled her hand away and laughed. “No. She rides out of town on the stage, and he’s heartbroken.”
“She probably knew he was overbearing and controlling.”
I wrapped an arm behind her and pulled her over to me. “You’ll have to watch and judge for yourself.” My cock protested the lack of her touch, but that was the price I’d have to pay.
With only a few grumbles about fairness, she settled in against me to watch.
“Is it just a coincidence that your name is the same as the oldest son on the show?” she asked.
“All Mom told me is that if they’d had a girl, she would have gotten to pick the name, but I wasn’t, and Dad picked Adam.”
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Kelly
Bonanzahad beena series Daddy wouldn’t let us watch as kids. But Serena and I could get in one or two episodes on cable after school, when he wasn’t home. Looking back now, it had been a pretty childish rule that we couldn’t watch the show because it portrayed a fictional Cartwright family as heroes instead of villains, but that’s just how Daddy was.
Adam had suggested for the second time that he wanted to go down on me. He certainly hadn’t gotten the hint that I wasn’t interested.
Because what if I grossed him out? I’d never seen Danny Delaney again after that disastrous first try, and it had hurt, because I’d liked him a lot. What if I drove Adam away as well?
I’d always nodded knowingly when my college roommate had said you had to give a little to get a little. She’d clearly enjoyed it. And none of the few hundred sex articles I’d consumed in women’s magazines had been negative about the experience, yet I’d never gotten up the courage after my first failed attempt. Maybe if my boyfriends hadn’t all been scared of my brothers, one of them would’ve pushed me harder, and I’d have gotten past my hang-up by now.
The woman in this installment ofBonanzawas stuck in a cabin with Adam. He’d caught and cooked a rattlesnake for them to eat. She turned her nose up at it, and I didn’t blame her.Yuck. Eating a snake? How gross could you get?
“Suit yourself. It’s this or go hungry,” onscreen Adam told her. “Try it. I guarantee you’ll like it.”
In the end, she gave in, tried it, and declared they could serve it in restaurants in New York City if they gave it a French name.
Gathering up my nerve, I decided it was time to try the snake. I leaned over to lick my Adam’s ear. “Will you stop if I can’t take it?”
He turned to me. “If you give it a chance, you won’t want me to stop.”
A minute later, my insides churned as he laid me down on his bed and pulled off my panties. Clamping my legs together, I wasn’t sure I was ready for this. The actress on the TV show had probably actually eaten chicken instead of snake.
Adam shucked off his clothes and pulled a tie from the closet.
“Do I have to be tied up?” I asked.
“Blindfold,” he explained. “Just lie back and concentrate on the experience.”
“Maybe later.”
