I chuckle and shake my head. “I’ll give you the full tour after this if you want.”
“Of what’s in your pants?”
“Of my apartment.”
“Ah, I’d like that, too.”
She opens the sliding double doors facing my desk, revealing the collection to her. The bright room is neatly organized with white cabinets and shelves, hundreds of shallow drawers, pedestals for collectibles, and framed originals hanging in places. Aside from the comics, the only touch of color is a red chaise lounge in the center of the room, with a sleek, modern design. Between the perfectly adjusted lights and the immaculate whiteness, I’ve always thought this looked like science fiction decor.
As I carefully set her down, Andrea practically has stars in her eyes. She immediately begins exploring, walking around in nothing but my T-shirt. She’s so silent and spellbound that one might think she’s in a church.
“The comics on the shelves are common and don’t have much value,” I explain. “The most important pieces are in the drawers. A pair of gloves is on the table by the door, which is mandatory if you want to touch them.”
She turns to me, surprised. “You mean I can read them if I want?”
“Yes, except the ones in mint condition. But those are usually available in hardcovers.”
“Lex, this is insane. I had no idea you were that into comics.”
“It was a very meaningful and important interest of mine when I was a kid. It was my form of escapism, a way to learn wrongs and rights. But then I discovered coding, which became another special interest that eventually replaced comics. I haven’t read one in ages or purchased a new one in months. This collection is in honor of what those books meant to me.”
“I see… Did you have a favorite series, so I know where to start?”
I don’t have to think about it for long before I lead her to the shelf with the series that had the most impact on me. When she sees it, she laughs. “Of course you,Lex, love a series where Superman dies…”
I chuckle, slightly embarrassed by the coincidence. “I was eight when I read it, and it completely flipped my world upside down. Superman, the invincible hero I admired, died, and it completely wrecked me.”
“I can imagine the shock, yes.” She looks around the room, still surprised by it all, and turns to me with amusement. “You realize this makes you a much bigger dork than me, right?”
“It takes one to know one, doesn’t it?”
She laughs with a shake of her head, then looks at the shelf, somehow disappointed. “I was hoping I could get you a few comic books for Saturday, but that’s not an option anymore…”
“Andrea, I don’t need anything for my birthday. Just you.”
“Well, you have me any day of the year, so that kinda sucks as a gift.” She seems to have an epiphany and says, “Oh, maybe we could do your favorite sex thing!”
Well, sex with herismy favorite thing, so it’s the same issue, isn’t it? “I don’t think we can,” I counter.
Whatever she thinks I mean, it makes her cheeks turn pink while her fingers fidget with the hem of her T-shirt. “I mean… We can talk about it, but I’m willing to try pretty much anything. The one thing I can’t do is tit fucking, I guess,” she carefully says, looking down at her flat chest.
“Well, that’s bad luck…” When she looks up, the disappointment in her eyes tells me just how wrong of a joke it was, so I quickly add, “I’m kidding. I don’t particularly like that.”
Only partially relieved, she gives my shoulder a jab. “You asshole.”
“I know. I’m sorry.”
She tries to resist when I pull her into my arms, but the moment my lips meet her throat, she stops. “Then what did you mean, ‘we can’t do your favorite thing?’ Did you mean… anal?”
The pure arousal at the idea of fucking her like that makes my cock swell. I’d definitely love to try that with her.
“Because I’ve heard couples can prepare for it,” she hesitantly continues. “And if we’re careful, may—”
“Would you let me fuck your amazing ass, Andrea?” I cut her off, overwhelmed by the thought.
“Well, maybe not anymore, no. You lost that privilege when you made fun of my boobs.”
“Youmade fun of them. I’ve already told you I love them and don’t mind their size as long as they’re attached to you.”
