Franklyn came out of the toilet while Connie watched Technolica, Silveria, and Mother Naturia have wild, surrealistic sex on their TV screen.

     Franklyn and Connie had been "dating" six months. 

     They'd never had sex. 

     It wasn't that Franklyn didn't want to, and he kind of tried a couple of times. The attempts were so weak, though, Connie had no problem ignoring them. 

     She just wasn't into sex at all, really. She'd done it a couple of times before Franklyn, but it all seemed kind of icky to her.

     "I'm going to turn this off," she said. 

     "Fine," Franklyn replied. 

     Connie went to reach for the clicker when she got one last look at the screen.

     And that's when it hit her.

     Like a shovel to the face.

    She had her clothes half off by the time Franklyn sat back down on the sofa. "Connie! What are..." 

     "I know. I know. Just..." She undid her bra and let it fall from her shoulders. 

     Franklyn didn't even have to look at the screen. Just Connie doing that was enough to stiffen him up.

     Still, it was puzzling. 

     Then it was his turn to look at the TV.

     Oh. 

     He tried to pull his pants off over his shoes and socks, and that was stupid.

   Connie shoved her ass into his face so that his tongue could reach her cunt hole. 

​     "Start licking," she commanded.  

CONTINUE