Desperate Thoughts: The Gift (2 page)

Victoria grinned. "I'm glad you don't have that problem anymore."

"I know, right? So I exploded. I had this giant silent orgasm while I gripped the armrests. I remember that I just looked at her with this smile and I thought she was done, but she never stopped stroking me. I was still hard and she just kept going and going. I could hear her breathing heavily and saw she was closing her eyes. I think she was fantasizing that we were doing it or something. I lasted a lot longer that second time…almost three minutes."

"Wow," Victoria said.

"Hey, I was eighteen."

They shared a grin, and he continued, "So she kept moving her hand over me. I was all slick from…you know and I had another huge orgasm. It was incredible."

"So what happened next?"

"I was a mess. It was everywhere, but I cleaned myself up as best as I could and glanced at her. She wore this…satisfied smile, and we sat together for a few minutes without saying a word. Then she put her hand on my arm and squeezed it, and then she stood up and left the theater."

"That's it?"

"No, I sat there for a moment contemplating what to do, then I chased after her. I caught up to her in the parking lot and she again appeared to be on the verge of tears. So I asked if she was okay."

"What'd she say?"

David began, "She smiled at me and said 'You seem like a nice young man. Never cheat on a woman.' I said, 'I’ve never even had a real girlfriend, but I promise I won’t.' Then, I remember that she looked at me closely and asked, 'Why not?' I just said, 'I don’t know. I’m just really shy.'"

"Oh, you poor baby," Victoria said with a grin.

"I know. It stinks being a young idiot…I'll never forget what she said next. I remember it exactly…she said, 'Be confident, pay a little more attention to your appearance and take some chances. If you don’t, you’ll never have a good life.'"

"Wow," Victoria said.

"I smiled at her and said, 'Thank you.' She turned to go, but then she turned back and said, 'It was mostly dark in there, but I did get a glimpse, and your penis is exquisite. Don’t keep it all to yourself.'"

"It is exquisite," Victoria said.

"Thanks, I do hear that a lot."

Victoria slapped him playfully. "From who?"

"Just kidding."

"So did you ever see her again?"

"No. I wanted to ask her name. I wanted to find out what had happened to her to make her so sad. Believe me, I wanted to see her again, but she was gone. I just let her go. I was too shy to stop her."

"Maybe she found out her husband was cheating," Victoria said.

They shared a nod. After a moment he continued, "But it did change me. That experience…I followed her advice and paid more attention to the way I dressed. I tried to be more confident and all of a sudden I found I could talk to girls and soon I was dating and doing more than…well you know."

She gave him an evil grin. "Do you want to relive a memory?"

"What do you mean?"

Victoria raised her eyebrows as she placed her hand on his knee. He watched smiling as she slowly slid her fingers toward his groin.

Victoria opened her eyes, glanced at the screen, then to Rebecca as she began to think of another memory. The memory of a day just before David died when he gave her the most intimate gift she could have ever imagined. A gift she kept in a special fireproof safe. Victoria never used the gift for its intended purpose for reasons she thought made sense to her at the time. She would instead remove it from its secure place every night before she went to sleep and simply look at it. Just as she thought about his gift, the credits began to roll and the lights went up in the theater. Victoria was crying a little and Rebecca looked over to her and asked if she was okay. She nodded. Then, they stood and headed toward the door.

As Victoria and Rebecca walked out of the theater into the daylight, a somewhat nerdy looking young man was walking into the building alone. Victoria had seen pictures of David at that age and this guy reminded her so much of him. She stopped in her tracks as Rebecca continued on, unaware she wasn’t walking next to her. Victoria paused to think and then a grin formed on her face. Rebecca stopped walking, turned and looked back to her, concerned. Victoria smiled and when she saw Rebecca watching her, she pretended to look in her purse for keys. She told Rebecca that she must have dropped them in the theater and needed to go back, but that Rebecca did not need to wait for her. As Rebecca headed to her car, Victoria rushed back into the building. She got in line behind the awkward young man. After glancing at her, he turned away shyly. Victoria asked, "What, uh, movie are you seeing?"

He barely looked at her as he replied with the name of some sci-fi movie, which she had never heard of. She lied, "So am I. Are you here alone?"

"Yes."

"Would you mind if we sit together? I hate to see a movie alone."

The young man looked at her in shock, "Uh, sure that would be… awesome."

Victoria watched as he began to shake nervously. "That is unless you have a girlfriend. I wouldn’t want to make her jealous."

"Oh, I don’t right now…have one, that is," he stammered.

"I’m Victoria."

"Greg."

"Are you in college?"

"Yeah, I’m a, uh…" Greg began, but struggled to come up with the word for it.

Victoria smiled at him and said playfully. "A freshman?"

He nodded with a smile and tried to relax a little.

They walked in together and Greg moved to sit in the center of the nearly empty theater. Victoria asked if he would mind sitting in the back row. He gave her an odd look, but didn’t object and he followed her up the stairs. Victoria made several attempts at small talk, but Greg didn’t have much to say. She did find out that he’d already seen this movie four times.

During the previews, Victoria pushed her knee into Greg’s gently and he did not pull away. She could feel the heat in his body and heard his nervous labored breaths. She caught him looking at her a few times and saw his hand shaking when he picked up his drink.

When the feature started, Victoria placed a hand on her knee and extended a fingertip to his leg. Upon hearing him gasp, she felt him squirm uncomfortably in his seat. She lifted the armrest between them and put her right hand onto his thigh just below his shorts. Slipping a finger between the fabric and his leg, she slid it up to where she felt his underwear begin. She paused a moment then ventured farther. She felt a damp puddle and the head of Greg’s cock as it tested the confines of his boxer shorts. She extended her fingertip and when she reached his hardness, she was the one to gasp this time. It had been fourteen months since she had touched a penis and over fifteen years since she had touched one other than David’s.

Greg exhaled deeply and sat frozen in his seat while Victoria slipped a finger into his underwear and lifted the leg hole up just enough for his cock to slip through. Pulling on his shaft, she extended it down his leg and out of the bottom of his shorts. Just the head was sticking out into the darkened theater and drops of pre-cum oozed out onto his slightly hairy legs. She swirled the clear fluid around his throbbing tip while he stared up to the ceiling, unable to believe this was actually happening to him. She used her other hand to push his baggy and thin shorts toward his crotch in order to extract more of his length into the cool open air.

Wrapping her hand around his cock, she discovered it was soaked now from his superexcited state. She missed the taste of that clear liquid and it took all of her will power to not begin licking it off her fingers or plunging her head on it and sucking it off. As she continued gently stroking him, Greg began to moan softly. She whispered, "You must be quiet if you want me to continue."

"Oh yes, I will. Don’t stop. Please don’t stop."

Victoria kept up the pace, glanced down to his cock, and found that she could not look away. Although it was dark, she could see its shape and eyed it, mesmerized. When a bright movie scene filled the theater with light, she got a better look at it and found that it was fairly large. It was a good-looking cock with a nice-sized head, she thought. How she missed holding David’s and sucking him and feeling him inside her.

Looking around the theater, she found a handful of other people there. All were at least ten rows from them and none had a clear view or seemed at all interested in what they were doing. She glanced back to Greg’s cock, narrowed her eyes, lifted the armrest on her other side, slid her hips into that empty seat, and began to lower her face toward it. Greg watched breathlessly as her mouth neared his throbbing penis.

She stopped, then glanced up to him and whispered, "How many girls have you been with?"

"None. I… I’m a—" he began softly.

"Don’t lie to me," Victoria added as she continued to jerk him off.

"I swear. I’ve never had sex and, in fact, this is the first time anyone has touched me like this. Promise…"

Victoria glanced at Greg, satisfied, then took one more look at his virgin cock before she slipped it deep into her mouth. Gripping his leg with one hand, he squeezed it hard. He used the other hand to cover his mouth so he wouldn’t scream out. Victoria sucked on him a little and her eyes rolled back behind her lids as she savored the taste of him. She began bobbing her head up and down on his cock while he looked at her in complete disbelief. Who was this gorgeous woman, and why did she have her mouth on his penis? It was a feeling better than he could have ever imagined.

She tried to be mindful of her loud slurping as she puckered her lips around him. She settled in moments later as she remembered how to silently perform her favorite sex act. It surprised her how quickly she found her groove, since it had been so long since a hard cock had last been in her mouth.

Deciding to go a little further, she took him partially down her throat. She held him there a moment as she slipped her hand deep into his shorts and cupped his balls. He squeezed her shoulder and she could tell he was about to blow. Pulling her head off his cock, she used both hands to finish him off. She swirled a finger around the ridge of his head with every upward stroke and that did it. He held his hand over his cock as he silently strained with his legs pushed hard against the empty seat in front of him. Thick shots of semen launched up into the air and onto his hand then dripped back down to his shorts. She continued stroking him up and down as she watched him shutter with his mouth wide open. As he struggled to not jump out of his seat, she pumped him for a moment more. When she stopped, he exhaled deeply and stared right at her.

Releasing his cock, she let it fall to his leg. She carefully pulled his shorts over it and wiped her hand onto the already somewhat messy material. Victoria glanced up to him, gave him another few seconds to come back to earth, then whispered the words she remembered with a few personal twists, "Be confident, pay a little more attention to your appearance and take some chances. If you don’t, you’ll never have a good life… Your penis is exquisite. Don’t keep it all to yourself."

She stood, gave him one last smile as a tear streamed down her face, then turned and rushed out of the theater.

Victoria broke down crying in the car. After she pulled herself back together, she looked into the mirror and saw her face was a mess and that her lipstick was gone. Running her tongue around her mouth, she savored the flavor of Greg’s cock, which still lingered inside. She missed that taste, and she thought of David and how much she missed him, all of him, as she drove home.

Victoria arrived home and went directly to her fireproof safe. She dialed the combination lock and opened the door. After pulling out a decorative wooden case, she carried it to her bed. She looked at the box as one more tear slowly slipped down her cheek. Just a few days before he succumbed to a brain tumor, David told Victoria he had something he wanted to give her. He’d been in the hospital for two weeks and actually needed to tell Victoria where it was hidden in the house. He asked that she bring him the box without opening it because he wanted to watch as she did.
She closed her eyes and remembered the day David gave it to her…

Victoria walked into David's hospital room carrying the box. He smiled at her. "Thank you for bringing it."

"Sure."

"You didn't look at it yet did you?

She shook her head with a sad smile.

"I made it for you. I want you to always remember us and how good we were together, but I want you to move on. You must go on living and find someone else to share your gifts with– your beauty, your smile, those fabulous breasts and that amazing ass."