In Too Deep

"I . . . uh . . . I . . .” Melina tried to answer, our words lost as the pleasure increased. My cock thrust faster and faster, but still I didn't go hard. Not yet. Instead of smashing against her backside, I pushed and pulled fast but soft, so that the only sounds in the room were the harsh gasps of our breath, the blood rushing in my ears, and the wet sounds of my cock sliding in and out of her.

I was in heaven, my balls tightening until I was sure I was going to explode. I listened to Melina's sighs and gasps, and knew I had to hold on just a little bit longer. I started with an old trick, doing times tables in my head while my cock filled her again and again.

I barely got started when Melina's fingers dug into the back of the couch, and I felt the indescribable pleasure of her clamping down around my cock, her third orgasm sweeping over her. This one was different than the other two. Instead of being hard and explosive, this was long, drawn out, a harmonious wave that built upon itself until I also started to come. My body gave everything to her as I poured my heart, soul, and spirit into her.

Ironically, after nearly an hour of non-stop lovemaking, neither of us were tired. That last orgasm, instead of being draining, had relaxed and invigorated us, although I knew that we'd both be ready to go to sleep early that night. At the time though, we walked into the bathroom and took a quick shower together, saving water and enjoying a few extra kisses. "So how was your day?"

"Great," Melina said as she kissed me again. "Jay Winters offered me a part time job, and he said he'd check with the hospital pharmacy and a few of the other clinics around to see if there was anything full time. How about you?"

“Good,” I said, shutting off the water and getting her a towel. “I got my schedule for next semester and it's not too bad. I have a planning period for first period every other day, and my other planning period is last period, so making practice or even getting in some work on my own won't be too difficult.”

I wrapped the towel around her body and rubbed her down, then finished drying myself off.

Melina kissed me and smiled. "Now, let's get some dinner. Then I need to talk to you about your interior decorating."

"What about it?" I asked.

"There is none."





Chapter 15





Melina




After talking with and rejecting the hospital's offer of night shift work four times a week, I entered Winters Pharmacy for my first shift. I knocked on Jay's door and waited for him to call me in.

"Hi, Jay. Thanks again for this opportunity."

"Not a problem Melina. Here, if you can fill this paperwork out, I'll pair you off with Kelly up front to have you do some training in about thirty minutes. Now officially by pharmacy policy you are supposed to do your entire shift today just watching, then next time we can actually trust you to use the laser scanner without blinding yourself, so you're probably going to be bored."

"If it gets too bad I'll ask if there are any boxes I can stock or something. What do we have?"

The paperwork wasn't anything out of the ordinary, standard IRS forms and an employee profile sheet. There were also a few other pieces, nondisclosure agreements and stuff like that. I was familiar with all of it and knew that Jay was just doing what needed to be done. Sitting down at the desk I got them all completed and double checked in plenty of time.

"Oh great," he said, looking them over. "By the way, here's your name tag."

He handed me a pretty typical looking plastic name tag, with the word MELINA put on with what looked like stickers. Underneath, in a detachable pocket, was a smaller tag that said trainee.

"That'll stay until the the end of the month," Jay explained, "it's part of the pay structure too. Once you are through the training phase, we bump your pay up. Not a lot, but it's something."

"I didn't take the job to make a ton of money," I said. "But your offer was for shifts that allow me to spend the most time I can with Cam. Isn't that what's important?"

"I like that idea, too bad more couples don't think that way," Jay replied. "Okay, well, let me introduce you to Kelly. She'll be your trainer today, we'll see about your next shift. Come on."

I followed Jay up front, where he handed me a pharmacy apron and helped me pin on my name tag. Kelly was a nice girl, just nineteen, with sort of dishwater blond hair and a mousy face that told me she most likely had spent a lot of nights in high school lonely and alone. "Hi."

"Hi," I said, offering my hand. Kelly's handshake didn't change my impression of her, nor her quiet voice. Then again, I realized I shouldn't be one to judge. Until meeting Cam, I'm sure a lot of people had the same impression of me. "Thanks for offering to train me."

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