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Remote Possibilities 4
🕑 Added 2023-12-02 05:00:02 +0000 UTCKory felt as if a huge load had been lifted off her shoulders. She was like a new woman—more free, more confident even than she’d been before. Life didn’t seem as harsh and intimidating as it had since Donna had… left. She could handle whatever the world threw at her. And moreover, it’d be fun!
She was walking around on a cloud when Dick met her. She was sure he realized the change in her. And Kory smiled at him, wanting him to know her secret. She’d always sensed there was something about him. Now he could know there was something about her.
“Alright, what is it?” he remarked as they walked through Titan Tower, their arms looped together. “You seem different.”
“Why shouldn’t I be different? We all change every day, don’t we?”
“Not my Kory. You’re perfect.”
“Oh, Dick,” she whispered hotly. “My life is so exciting now. The other day I…” She lowered her voice still further. “I found there are shows on the television that depict as much lovemaking as any voyeur could ask for.”
Dick’s heart drooped, if not sank. He did his best to smile, but inside he worried for Kory. She’d taken Donna’s death as hard as any of them.
He’d hoped she really had turned a corner, but this just seemed like another bauble. A cultural exotica she could invest herself in, not a real improvement.
“Don’t look like that!” Kory said to him, squeezing his arm. “The people are quite good-looking and there’s a real variety. Rough, gentle, everything in between. I didn’t have it within me to make love myself—not so soon—but watching it, so anonymously, without judgment… I think now I’m ready.”
Dick looked away. “I just don’t like seeing you with a crutch. You sometimes get overinvested with them.”
“As do you.”
“Yeah. That’s why we can be so toxic. I get codependent and you love how invested I’m being…”
“We know better now. I know that sometimes you require space, even if it goes against the instincts of my upbringing, and you know that you don’t need space. Or somewhat that. It’s your language—can you put it better?”
Dick tried “That just because I need to be alone some of the time doesn’t mean I need to be alone all the time.”
“Yes. Very symmetrical! I love when sentences are symmetrical!”
“I’m more of a pun guy.”
Dick stopped and looked at her frankly. He didn’t think it was that Kory had discovered porn. She really had turned a corner. The porn was maybe a catalyst, crystallizing the work that time had done in realizing this world without Donna… odd that Kory should look so lively, so lovely, just because she wasn’t in mourning. Her grief was so incredible that it could even dull her beauty.
A terrible pang of desire ran through him. It showed on his face. He didn’t just want her back. He wanted them back.
“Would you like to watch one of my favorite of the pornographies?” Kory asked. “It reminds me of that time in Cabo, when we’d been joking about Raven overhearing us, so we pretended she was listening in… I’m sure by the end, she did hear us, even four floors away.”
Dick stared at her without speaking, his face carefully composed. Kory understood why in a moment, as Gar charged by in the form of a dog, veering around them and then disappearing around a corner.
Dick suddenly stepped up to Kory, bringing his face close to hers, his voice husky as he let his lust cover up his emotions. “You’re all the inspiration I need.”
“Yes. But I still want to watch it with you. It will be very Zen, I think—seeing what turns me on without what turns you on in the mix.”
Dick weakened enough to drop the poker-faced growl that came with his guarded intimacy. “It’s not guy-on-guy stuff, is it?”
“No. Women are so pretty, I couldn’t do without them in my lovemaking. Even when we must make do with only one in the arrangement.”
“Oh hell, the way you think of this stuff,” Dick groaned.
Kory gripped his hand and led him off to her room. Long before they got there, her free hand was fumbling with his belt and fly.
***
Kory fixed popcorn. They settled back to watch the movie. She’d already seen it, but it was sweet enough to watch again. She still felt herself breathing hard during the final sex scene, although of course, Dick was behind her, pumping into her just like one of the boys onscreen. She didn’t really understand why Dick was unaroused by two men, but seemed to enjoy it when there was one woman with the two men.
The movie ended.
“How about another?” Kory asked.
“Sure thing,” Dick said.
She knew he wasn’t really interested in watching the movie, but she liked watching people made love while someone made love to her. It was like Kory was uncoupled from time, feeling one thing and then seeing what might happen to her, what could’ve been happening. Things that were there and not there. Her heart beat faster. Her hands felt sweaty.
She mouthed Dick’s cock as she watched the screen. His head drifted back; after their first round of sex and how hard he had welcomed her back to fucking, Dick was content now to lie back and luxuriate in her own curiosity towards him.
Kory could’ve watched him enjoy a blowjob all day, especially hers, but she kept her eyes on the screen. She wanted to make him come at the same time that the sex scene climaxed, so she couldn’t be too fast with him or too slow.
But as she changed the channel, looking for anything to continue on in the vein set by the earlier movie, Kory wondered if she’d find anything with a hard-cocked stud who could come like Dick.
Finally, she stopped touching the remote, thinking that she recognized Jennifer Aniston and Emma Roberts. They were showing far more skin than Earthers usually did, their clothes disheveled and callously exposing nipples, even pubic hair. And they were kissing, each one fondling the other’s luscious body.
Kory was pleased with her find—this had to be a really good pornography if two stars like Jennifer and Emma had signed onto it.
