“Have you ever watched porn?” I asked sheepishly.
She spit out a laugh. “Are you being serious?”
My shoulders slumped. “Sorry.”
“Fuck yes, I watch porn.” She laughed. “Who doesn’t?”
“Oh.” I let out a sigh. “I thought you were thinking I was, I don’t know, a weirdo.”
“I’d think you were a weirdo if you didn’t watch it.”
“Did we look, I don’t know. Did we look as good as the people in the porn videos?”
“Pfft.” She waved her hand in my direction. “Better. You two looked sexy as fuck.”
“Really?”
“Some people have chemistry, and some people don’t. In those videos, the people look like they’re just getting paid to fuck. You two? You were fucking because you had to.”
“What do you mean?”
“If you wouldn’t have fucked right then and there, both of you two would have spontaneously combusted into flames.” She threw her hands in the air. “Poof. Up in flames.”
I grinned at the thought of looking like I had such chemistry with Tyson. “Why do you say that?”
She gave me a worried look. “Don’t get mad, okay?’
“Mad?”
“Yeah. Don’t get mad.”
“I’m not going to get mad,” I said. “Why would I get mad?”
She reached in her pocket and pulled out her phone. After unlocking it, she extended her hand, with the screen facing her. “Don’t get mad.”
“Okay.”
She turned the screen to face me.
The picture was of me with my back against the wall. My legs were spread, and my feet were even with Tysons midriff. My dress was crumpled around my waist, and my ass was bare. The fingers of Tyson’s left hand gripped my butt cheek firmly.
He was looking to the left slightly, and his jaw was tense.
My eyes were fixed on him. The look on my face told a story that words were incapable of.
I was in sexual heaven.
The mood captured in the picture was amazing. I studied it for some time, and then handed Jenny the phone.
“I’m not mad,” I said. “You’re right. That’s sexy. Will you send it to me?”
“Sure.”
“I can’t believe you caught that moment so perfectly.”
“I took about fifty pics.” She laughed. “A little video, too.”
“You took a video?”