Lisa Ch. 05a: Only Human

Jessica ran her hand down Scott's chest, down his stomach and began to stroke Scott's penis.

"I could help you with that you know." She said smiling as his penis hardened in her hand. "I could make you completely unable to walk."

"I have no doubt." Scott said and caught his breath as Jessica began to kiss her way done to where her hand stroked him.

"I've never done this before." She said, licking the tip of his penis.

"That's a good start ..." Scott managed to stutter.

"All the books and magazines say it's pretty complicated ..." she said flicking her tongue on the tip of his penis again.

Scott groaned. "I'm sure you can manage ... but I can help you along. Open your mouth ..." he gasped. When Jessica did, he pushed his cock into it and grasped the top of her head. "Just try to swallow it ... all of it." He said, gently pushing on her head. He threw his head back and sighed as pleasure over took him.

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The next morning Scott felt like a school boy. He made Jessica breakfast and was relieved when the men didn't say anything about her screaming. Maybe they'd fallen to sleep and missed it. While Jessica ate, Scott kept circling around her. He wanted to touch her, he couldn't help himself.

"Will you fucking sit down!" Angus finally shouted at him, "What the hell is wrong with you?"

"Gotta go to the bathroom." Scott mumbled, his cock having stiffened significantly while he circled Jessica. He practically ran down the hallway. He hoped no one had noticed it.

"What's up with him?" Angus asked Riley.

"Dunno." Riley said with a shrug.

Jessica lowered her head and shovelled eggs into her mouth.

Jim watched her and tried to figure out why she looked different. Her face was blazing red ... but given Angus' shouting he wasn't too surprised. Beyond that there was something else. Something he couldn't put his finger on.

"I fed Baby." Josh said coming in the front door and placing the pup on the floor.

"Thank you ..." Jessica said. When she finished her eggs she looked over at Riley. He seemed oblivious to the fact that she was done eating.

"She's done Riley. Can she get up from the table?" Josh asked. Jessica exhaled in appreciation when Riley nodded.

Scott came back down the hall as Jessica moved to where the puppy sat on the floor. She bent over to pick him up, and Scott turned on his heel and headed back to the bathroom. Oh man, he had a problem. If this kept up, he was going to go blind. His only hope was that his dick would learn some control, and soon. In the bathroom he jacked off, and then after washing his hands he stood looking in the mirror.

"Get it together ..." he ordered himself. He closed his eyes but memories of the previous night kept flashing through his mind. "Think about the shooting!" he mumbled. He remembered the fear of Jessica pointing the gun at him and firing. As his erection faded away he opened his eyes and looked in the mirror again. He knew Jessica could still be planning to escape.

He decided to think about that when he went back out to the living room, he'd just imagine that nothing had changed. He threw cold water on his face and went back out to the living room. He mentally repeated that nothing had changed and he felt a sadness flow through him. He really wished things had changed. But even though he knew every part of her body now ... in detail, he didn't know her mind. And he never would. As he walked into the living room and watched Jessica cuddle Baby, he stopped and stared at her.

He wanted her to promise to be his ... forever. It was a long shot ... but he was a betting man. He bet at the track regularly. Surely the odds of this were improving as time went on. But for the time being he'd have to spend the day in the barn working. He needed a distraction, his cock was having a hard time adjusting to being with Jessica outside his bedroom.

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Scott had worked in the barn like a demon. Partially to kill the horniness that wouldn't go away. Partially to kill the inexplicable sadness that he still felt. Since he'd thought about the promise that he wanted from Jessica, he felt hollow.

It was a no win situation, he realized. If he asked her and she refused to promise, it would hurt. If he asked her and she promised ... he would never know if she meant it or if she was just saying it to create an opportunity for escape.

Still feeling hollow he had come in, showered, and now sat eating dinner with the others. While he ate he was unable to take his eyes off of Jessica. But Jessica, for her part, was doing her best to not look at him. The more it became obvious that Jessica was avoiding him, the bigger the hole inside him grew.

Jessica sat hunched over her plate. She pressed her thighs together. Her private area tingled and tingled. It had been happening all day but when Scott came back in from outside, and Jessica saw him, she doubled over from the force of the sensation that struck her. She'd almost screamed. She wanted him, physically, so badly. It was ... embarrassing. And with Scott's reappearance from a day of absence, Jessica suddenly felt so shy.

Images of the previous night played in her head. He had touched her, kissed her, licked her, bit her, in places so private ... if it hadn't been for the magazines she never would have imagined that people did those kinds of things. And then she had done it for him. He had told her to swallow the sperm that came shooting out of his manhood. And she had. He'd even had her lick it off of the areas where it had spilled over.

And she'd wanted to. Inexplicably, she'd wanted to. It had seemed almost normal in the bedroom, but out here, in the kitchen, with the other men ... with Baby on the floor ... it felt surreal, odd. And she couldn't look at Scott. Not without physically wanting him, but also not without being incredibly embarrassed and incredibly shy.

Scott was trying to think of something to say to her. Something to make her look at him. But he couldn't think of anything logical. 'How was your day' seemed completely ridiculous given the circumstances. Finally he settled on clearing his throat.

None of the men noticed, but he saw Jessica shift her eyes to him and then snap them back down to her plate. So, she was purposely not looking at him. He felt anger begin to grow. He cleared his throat again. This time Jessica didn't even shift her eyes. He cleared it again. This time all the men looked over at him. Angus, as usual, looked annoyed.

"Tickle ... " Scott said.

"Here, have some beer." Josh said passing him his half empty bottle.

"Thanks." Scott mumbled taking a swig, but his eyes never left Jessica. And her eyes never left her plate. The rest of the night was a living hell for Scott.

He sat sulking in the armchair while Jessica curled herself up on the sofa with the puppy and read comic books with Josh. Well, at the end of the night, she was going to have to look at him. Look at him and give him a good night kiss. He helped himself to several more beer while he waited.

By the time 10 o'clock rolled around, Scott was tipsy, but he was also sitting at the edge of his seat waiting. Finally Josh put down his magazine.

"Bed time." He said to Jessica.

Jessica handed her magazine to Josh and then flitted her eyes around the room ... and Scott could have sworn she flitted past him extra quickly. She got to her feet and started with Jim, who was to Scott's right, and then she proceeded in the opposite direction, making Scott last.

By the time she finished with Riley to his left, Scott was standing, and flexing his hands into fists. When Jessica turned in his direction, she stopped and stood head down. She didn't move. The other men stood looking between her and Scott. Scott normally wasn't someone she had trouble saying good night to. Angus leaned forward in his chair. Here was an unexpected opportunity to punish Jessica.

"Jessica ... " Scott growled. "Get over here!"

Jessica's heart thudded. Scott was angry. Very angry ... and she was breaking the rules. She was jeopardizing her freedoms. Taking a deep breath, Jessica shuffled to stand before Scott, but she couldn't look at him.

In frustration, Scott grabbed her chin and tilted her face up. When Jessica looked at him, for the split second before her eyes slid away, she made a small choking noise and crossed her legs. And her cheeks were blazing red.

Scott paused. She looked uncomfortable ... and really embarrassed. Maybe she was having the same problem he was. He leaned down to her ear,

"Are you ... horny?" he growled quietly. Jessica nodded her head slightly, but was so embarrassed she tried to pull her chin from his hand.

"What the hell is going on?" Angus demanded. Scott looked up and noticed that the men had leaned in a little, probably trying to hear what he'd said to Jessica. From their expressions, they hadn't heard. But Angus had that happy look he got when he was about to pummel Jessica for something. Scott turned to Josh.

"Can I have a minute alone with her?" he asked.

Josh was looking back and forth between Scott and Jessica. He hesitated in answering ... had it been Angus he would have flat out said no, but Scott should be fairly safe. He didn't think he'd beat her ... not when it wasn't his night.

"A minute ... in my room."

Scott nodded, grabbed Jessica by her arm and dragged her down the hallway to Josh's room. He slammed the door shut and pulled Jessica to face him. He took her chin in his hand and tilted her face.

"Why won't you look at me?" he demanded.

"It hurts ..." Jessica answered.

Scott didn't know what to say. He watched a whole new layer of bright redness spread across her face.

"Are you embarrassed?" he asked.

"Yes ..." Jessica replied.

He had an angry tinge to his voice that made her very aware that she had not been following the rules.

"Why?" he asked, the anger in his voice replaced with gentleness as he snaked an arm around her waist and pulled her against him. He lowered his face to within inches of hers. The proximity made his cock jump to attention. Jessica felt it against her and blushed even more.

"I don't know. Things seem so different when we're not in your room, but when I look at you ... and I think about what we did ..." Jessica's face turned redder and she slid her eyes away from his.

"Jessica ... look at me."

Jessica forced her eyes back to his but wished she could curl up and disappear.

"Are you afraid of what we did?"

"No," she said. What she felt wasn't fear exactly.

"Did you enjoy it?"

"Yes." She whispered but she turned even redder and her eyes slid away again.

"Jessica ..." Scott said, tilting his head so his eyes caught hers. "All we did was become intimate. That's what men and women do. It's normal. It's okay. You don't need to be embarrassed."

Jessica nodded slightly.

"Do you think you can look at me now? When we're out there?"

"I don't know." Jessica said feeling a pulling her pelvis again, tingling up her legs and into the V between them. "When I look at you, I get ..." her voice faded and the red returned on her cheeks.

"Urges?" Scott asked, a smile spreading across his face.

Jessica nodded.

He leaned in to her and said quietly. "Me too. I had to whack off a few times just to make it through the day." While he was talking Scott ran his hand over Jessica's hip, to her thigh.

"Oh ..." Jessica gasped and pressed herself against him.

"Oh my God Jessica ... I'm going to lose it." Scott said bringing his lips to her, but then pulling back. "This is Josh's night with you ... I can't ... I shouldn't. I'm sorry but I'm sure Josh can take care of things for you." He almost choked on the last half of that sentence ... he wanted to do it himself. He squeezed his eyes shut. God he wanted to do it himself.

"What's wrong?" he asked as Jessica pulled away from him. He opened his eyes and saw her staring at him with a panic stricken expression, she was shaking her head.

"No?" Scott asked. "Josh can't?" he asked in disbelief. Scott leaned back a little. He was certain the other men were having sex with Jessica.

"You and Josh aren't ... you don't have sex?"

He didn't think Jessica could possibly get any redder, but she did. Scott brought his hand up and rubbed his thumb on her cheek. Feeling somehow that by rubbing he could rub out the redness. Jessica was looking down at his chest again ... she brought both her hands up to rest on it. She copied Scott's thumb strokes on her cheek with her thumbs on his chest. She was nodding. With a sigh, she looked up.

"But, we're not ... intimate."

Scott stared at her for a moment. In truth he hadn't really made any kind of distinction between sex and intimacy. He was taken aback that Jessica did. He brought his thumb to her lips and stroked. Boy did he want to strip her down and spend some more time between her legs. He wanted it so bad ... but he just couldn't do it. Josh was waiting ... he was taking Josh's time right now.

"Okay, then Jess, you'll just have to take care of it yourself."

Jessica went pale. And her eyes seemed to grow by 4 or 5 sizes. She was shaking her head.

"Breathe Jessica!" He said when her chest stopped moving.

Jessica gasped.

"Why can't you just masturbate Jessica ... you do it all the time."

"What if he sees me?" Jessica asked in a way that left little doubt that it would be one of the most traumatic things to ever happen to her. Scott could do nothing but stare at Jessica. An unsettled feeling washed over him.

"Jessica. Are you intimate with any of the other men?"

When Jessica shook her head, he wasn't sure how he should feel.

Part of him thought he should be happy. And in a strange way he did feel like he had a special connection with Jessica. But for some reason ... he felt responsibility weighing down on him.

Emotions were swirling around in him. Emotions that he didn't recognize nor know how to handle. As he was trying to figure out what to do next, he forgot that while his one hand was on Jessica's face his other had remained on her leg.

Jessica moved closer to him, and pressed her pelvis against it. Well, he couldn't leave her like this. He was about to pass out from all the blood rushing to his balls, but he could at least go and jerk off. She apparently couldn't ... or wouldn't. Scott glanced at the door. He had a few minutes, hopefully.

"Okay Jessica ..." he murmured, reaching for the button on her pants. "I'll take care of you. Not the way I really want to. There's no time. But I think to keep ourselves sane we'll have to really go at it on the nights your with me. Get it out of our systems, and try not to think about it in between."

Jessica was nodding, but also pressing herself harder against him. She brought her lips to his. He had to do this fast and then get the hell out of there. He doubted very much that Josh would appreciate him eating her out on his bed ... and given much longer that was exactly what he'd be doing. He slid his hand down her pants, fingered his way through the curls that he found inside her underwear, and slid his finger between her lips. He found her clitoris and rubbed.

"Ahhh ..." Jessica moaned against his mouth, and she lifted her leg, pressing herself against him. He stroked and stroked, and before longer she was moaning so loud he was afraid Josh would hear them. He kissed her, hoping his tongue in her mouth would quiet her, and while she didn't scream like the night before, she came close. Suddenly he felt wetness seep between his fingers and Jessica quieted, lowering her leg she fell against him panting.

"We'll have to work on the screaming ..." he whispered into her hair. "I personally love it, but with four other men in the house, it may not be a great thing to do."

"Sorry ... " Jessica mumbled into his chest.

"Don't be. I'm just glad you're enjoying yourself. Do you feel better now?"

"Yes. Thanks."

"Okay." He said. God he had to go. He looked over at Josh's bed. Handcuffs hung open on the headboard. "Come on." He said leading her to the bed.

She sat down, and he locked her wrist into one of the cuffs.

"I'll get Josh. Get some rest okay ... good night." He kissed her forehead and left before he could do something he was sure Josh would make him regret later.

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"God damnit," Jim said and then laughed when Jessica inhaled with great exaggeration.

"Ah the sweet smell of victory." She said with a giggle. They'd been playing two handed euchre and for the fourth time in a row Jessica had beat his pants off. He watched her shuffle the cards before dealing. He never got tired of her smile.

The previous night he'd played his guitar for hours and she'd smiled and swayed the whole time. Urging him to play song after song. With Angus paying less attention to her the past little while, she'd really seemed to relax with him. Become less guarded. Even her nightmares had stopped ... while she was with him anyway.

"Keep that up and I'm going to be afraid to play with you." Jim said with a laugh. "Oh yeah, almost forgot..." he added holding an old issue of Angus' Automotive Illustrative out to her, "Angus tossed this the other night."

"Oh, thanks." Jessica said taking the magazine eagerly and leafing through it. A few weeks back Angus had left an old edition lying on the coffee table and Jessica had read it cover to cover. Enjoying it until she found out it was Angus'.

She'd dropped it like it would bite her and it took some work on Jim's part to convince her that Angus wouldn't care if she read it ... he'd been tossing it. She pulled Baby onto her lap and perused a few pages. Well. This was as good a time to stop playing cards anyway. The other men were outside doing chores and it was time for Jim to make dinner.

"Alright Jess," Jim announced while getting to his feet and heading into the kitchen. "I'll get supper started. Spaghetti sound good to ..." he turned back to the living room and ran into Jessica. "W w what are you doing?" he asked.

"Can I help?" she asked in a tone so light Jimmy got the feeling that she should have been chewing gum and twirling a string of hair around her finger. She stepped around him and into the kitchen.

"It's really not necessary," Jim said panicking as he thought about all the knives that lay within reach. She wasn't supposed to be in the kitchen.

"Oh please, come on, there must be something I can cut up for you, I can put the water on for you ..." she said moving toward the pots hanging on the wall.

"Jessica!" Jimmy nearly shouted. She turned to look at him, and actually looked confused.

"When is the last time you were in the kitchen?" he asked wondering if she were trying to take advantage of him again.

She shrugged.

"Can't remember can you?" He asked. Jessica shook her head. "That's because you have never been in the kitchen ... you are not allowed in the kitchen."

"I'd like to help ... I love to cook," she said with that same airy tone, "it's not fair that you guys always have to cook ... besides, we can spend time together ... please?"

Jimmy got the uncomfortable feeling again that Jessica felt she owed him something.

"Jess, you can sit and talk to me while I cook, we're still spending time together ..."

"I know, but that's boring. Please, I really want to be doing something. Actually," Jessica added, her tone becoming serious, 'I really need to be doing something."

Jimmy hesitated. Technically Jessica wasn't allowed in the kitchen alone. If he was with her ... she wasn't really breaking any rules. He knew she was bored a huge amount of the time, if he cleared the kitchen of any potential weapons how could Jessica cooking be an issue?