James was a thirty-three-year-old travel agent, and tonight he dressed in a white polo shirt and jeans, waiting in the living room for his twenty-six-year-old girlfriend, Stephanie, to finish getting ready. It was his and Stephanie’s first anniversary, and James believed he was in for a good night with his girlfriend. First, they would pick up some weed, then go to dinner, and then finally return home to smoke that weed. The main reason James wanted to score some weed is because he’d noticed in the last six months that it was more difficult to achieve a climax from Stephanie when they had sex. This may have been due to him only lasting four to five minutes when they had sex. Or it may have been the fact that James’s tool wasn’t doing the job. He hoped the high from the devil’s lettuce would change that this evening and give him more longevity when they got in bed.

James heard a door open, followed by a clicking against the hardwood floor of their apartment. He looked up from his phone and saw Stephanie. The blonde-haired beauty looked stylish and sexy in her low-cut, tight black dress and heels. She had that nice hourglass figure, and the dress accentuated her body perfectly. It took a moment before James met her gaze.

*****

Stephanie stood just before their hallway, giving James a good view of her in her outfit. She liked it when James eyed her, she liked it, especially because she knew he loved her. And she loved him. He was the first man she ever loved, and it was still new to her to be committed to somebody, mainly because she’d been in three casual situations before she met James. One at work, where she worked as a Pharmacy assistant, and had a few hookups with the Pharmacist who used to work there before he had to move away for a better salary. The other two ‘situationships’ were with guys she met from different dating apps. She had nothing serious with them but only got with them as a means to satisfy her sexual needs.

The way they met, James had come into the pharmacy and asked her out on a date as she checked out some painkillers for him because he had a rough night. She liked his confidence and the way he’d make her laugh. Though she did wish he scratched her sexual satisfaction itch more than he did, as their sex life had dwindled in the last six months. He’d usually made her cum by eating her out and fingering her, but he’d recently eased up on that, only warming her up for a few minutes before getting up on top of her and finishing.

After letting James gaze at her, Stephanie said, “So what do you think?”

“Babe, if I’m looking at you and not saying anything, it means you look gorgeous,” James said.

“You don’t think it’s showing too much around the legs?”

James approached the blonde-haired beauty, wanting her right there and then. He said, “No, everything looks great,” and put his lips onto hers.

She met his lips momentarily before leaning away and giving him her nice, straight smile. “Babe, my makeup.”

“Oh, shit, I forgot.”

“You’re gonna have to wait,” Stephanie said. “So, did you get that dealer’s number from Reece?”

“Yeah, and I’ve already messaged the dealer while you were getting ready,” James said. “He’s expecting us.”

“So, one year, huh,” Stephanie said, putting her hands on James’s arms. “That time went fast.”

James put his hands around Stephaine’s waist. “And I’ve loved every minute of it.”

“You’re the cutest,” Stephanie said. “But I do have to say I’m nervous about smoking weed. I’ve never tried it before.”

“It’s been a while since I’ve had it, but I’ll be with you through it. It’ll be fun.”

“Okay, but I’m still nervous.”

James brought Stephanie closer. “You know, when we smoke up at the end of our night, we’re gonna feel like going to bed.”

“To sleep?” Stephanie asked coyly.

“Among other things, yeah.”

“Oh, is that right?”

They smiled at each other for a moment before James’s phone made a ping sound. He pulled his phone out from his pocket and said, “The Uber is here.”

As they walked toward the door, Stephanie said, “Where does this guy live anyway?”

James said, “Penrith.”

“Oh,” Stephanie said. “He’s around the corner.”

*****

Mark had planned to go to the bar before getting a text from Reece asking if he could have a friend visit. Mark had been smoking a spliff when he thought, “What’s one more sale before I go out and get drunk until tomorrow morning?” He texted Reece, saying, “Yeah, I am.”

At 6:25, when Mark heard the knock on the door and made his way toward it, he took his time and was in no rush.

When he opened the door, he saw who he guessed was James and then briefly laid eyes on the blonde head turner beside him. He liked her brown eyes. James then said, ‘You’re Mark?’

Mark looked at James and said, “Yeah, and you must be James.”

“That’s me.”

“Cool. Come on in.”

*****

Stephanie had been hoping that tonight was the night James could make her cum, since she hadn’t been with him for a while, mainly because he wouldn’t last long. She wondered if it was by choice or something out of his control. Regardless, it would be disappointing, and she’d be left unsatisfied after they did it, which made her resort to playing with herself after James had fallen asleep. She hoped the weed would positively affect his performance, but she had doubts.

She was surprised by the appearance of Mark, the weed dealer. She had expected the guy to be a dopey and somewhat dirty person, but after seeing him she thought he was attractive with his athletic physique, olive complexion, and dark crew-cut hair. Standing several inches taller than James and herself.

As Mark led them inside, Stephanie thought Mark had some style. He was dressed like he was about to go out with his short-sleeve black button shirt, dark jeans, and white sneakers. When she and James stepped inside the house, Mark said, “So, are you guys after anything?”

James shrugged, unsure of what to say. “Just whatever’s good, something to give us a chill buzz.”

Mark smiled. “You’ve never done this before, have you?”

James shook his head. “Nah, man. I’ve only ever smoked two or three times, and that was with friends.”

“That’s fair enough,” Mark said, glancing at Stephanie. “Do you know how much you guys want at least?”

“Three grams should probably be good,” James said. “If you can roll them up for us, that would be even better.”

“Yeah, that’s cool,” Mark said. “I could do that.”

Mark then showed his friendly smile to Stephanie. “And what’s your name?”

Stephanie paused, not expecting herself to be addressed by Mark. She said, “Stephanie, but Steph is fine.”

Mark said, “Well, Steph and James, have a seat. I’ll be back in a second,” and walked down the hall.

Making his way down the hall toward the end room, Mark couldn’t stop imagining Stephanie lying naked on his bed, looking up at him with innocent brown eyes. He felt his cock twitch in his pants and had to adjust it. He was glad James wanted him to roll up the spliffs for them; he’d get more time to look at Stephanie.

After Mark entered his office-rec room hybrid, he rounded the pool table in the middle and went to the desk in the corner. He opened the top drawer, which had paraphernalia surrounding a clear plastic pouch that contained a few nugget-sized cannabis flowers. The Northern Lights Indica strain gave the smoker a relaxed high. He took out the pouch and then took out the scale and set it on the desk. He then opened the pouch, grabbed two small nuggets, and placed them on the scale. The scale display showed 3.2g. It was good enough. He reached into the drawer, pulled out a small baggie, and dumped the green goods inside the scale.

*****

Stephanie felt anxious as she sat beside James, who had been scrolling reels on his phone. She liked the dim yellow lighting of the place and the wood-paneled walls in the living room, which gave the house a rustic and cozy feel. She also liked the glass-top coffee table and let her gaze linger at the sleek wooden box on top of it, wondering what might be inside.

When Mark returned to the living room, carrying a few items in his hands, his cool blue eyes instantly met hers, and he gave her a little smile. She couldn’t help but return the smile before he looked away as he moved toward the empty couch adjacent to the one she and Mark were on. After easing onto the couch, Mark unpacked the flower from a pouch, put it in the grinder, and twisted the cap. It seemed like he’d been doing this for a while.

“So, if you guys don’t mind me asking,” Mark said. “What’s the occasion you’re all dressed up for?”

James put his phone in his pocket and looked up at Mark. “It’s our first anniversary. After this, we’re going out to dinner.”

Mark gave him a tired half-smile before he said, “That’s nice.” He opened the top lid of the grinder, took out the nugget of weed in the pouch, and then paced it inside the grinder.

Stephanie then said, “Do you have any plans later tonight?”

Stephanie watched Mark’s big hands twist the grinder lid several times as he said, “Not much. I’m just going down to the bar for a few drinks.”

James said, “You meeting anyone?”

“Nah,” Mark said, twisting the bottom lid of the grinder, packed with little bits of chopped flower now as he put it aside. He then slid out a few tobacco papers, saying, “I’m kind of just enjoying time to myself. I broke up with my girl about a week ago, and I just don’t wanna be thinking about it.”

“Shit,” James said, rubbing his fingers on his temple. “I’m sorry, man.”

“It’s fine. It’s pretty mutual, to be honest,” Mark said. “It was just a long relationship.”

The room became quiet after that as they watched Mark effortlessly sprinkle the chopped weed onto four tobacco papers, one by one; he twisted them closed at one end and stuck a filter at the other.

After Mark lined them up on the table, he said, “Okay, that’s it.”

“Thanks, mate,” James said. “So, how much will that be?”

“Just seventy bucks.”

James fished his wallet and said, “I’ve only got fifties. Is that cool?”

“Yeah, I got to change.”

James handed Mark the two fifties before Mark got up and went down the hall.

Stephanie realized she felt bad for Mark, mainly because he was alone and was selling weed to a couple before he’d go to drink alone. She also liked him a little and thought there’d be no harm in her and James hanging out with him.

James reached for the spliffs when Stephanie said, “Hey babe, do you think we should hang out with this guy for a bit.”

“What?” James asked.

“Do you think we should hang out with Mark for a bit?”

“Why?” James asked, needing clarification.

“Because he’s sad and alone.”

“He’s going through a breakup, babe. Let’s let him sit with it.’

“Just for half an hour. Let us do something nice for someone on our anniversary.”

James paused, then sighed. He said, “Yeah, I guess it’ll be a nice thing to do. He does seem like a good guy, too.”

“Do you think we should smoke with him?”

“Yeah, we can ask him if we can do that,” Mark said. “We can get a little buzz going before dinner.”

“Sounds like a plan,” Stephanie smiled and leaned in to kiss her boyfriend.

When Mark returned to the living room with cash, he said, “Okay, thank you guys,” and handed James his change.

James said, “Look, we know this might be a weird ask, but would you mind us hanging out with you for a bit.”

Mark raised his eyebrows and looked at both Stephanie and James. “Hang out with you on your anniversary?”

“Yeah,” James said.

“Look, I appreciate the offer, but it’s your anniversary,” Mark said, looking like he was about to laugh. “I don’t think hanging out with the dealer was a thing you guys planned on doing tonight.”

Stephanie decided to chime in. “We honestly wouldn’t mind. We thought we could smoke here instead of getting busted somewhere else.”

Mark paused, then smiled at James before giving his smile to Stephanie. He let it linger momentarily before saying, “Okay, we can smoke together.”

James said, “Alright,” and clapped, eager to get high.

The three of them returned to their seats, and James picked up two of the spliffs on the table and handed one to Stephanie before putting his own between his lips.

“You’re gonna smoke one each?” Mark asked.

James shrugged and said, “Yeah.”

“But you two don’t normally smoke, right?”

James gave Mark a smug grin before saying, “Bro, I can handle the high, believe me.”

Stephanie said, “Babe, we can share one. I don’t want you getting sleepy after we leave here.”

“It’s fine, Steph,” James said with a serious tone. “Don’t worry.”

“Hold on, you guys don’t have to smoke your own now.” Mark opened the wooden box on the table and took out three spliffs, a lighter, and a plastic ashtray. Mark held out the three spliffs toward James and Stephanie. “Since you guys are now guests, you can smoke my stuff and keep yours for later.”

James said, “Well, that’s nice of you, thanks mate.”

With her nice smile, Stephanie said, “Thanks, Mark.”

After Stephanie and James took a spliff, Mark said, “Just to let you know, James, that this is a strong strain, so I recommend you only smoke half.”

“Mark,” James said in a feigned sincere tone. “Like I said, I’m gonna be fine.”

‘Okay,’ Mark said. ‘Suit yourself.’ Mark lit his spliff first and watched James light Stephanie’s before lighting his own. Mark had wanted to light Stephanie’s spliff, but he knew it would seem like an obvious sign that he was flirting with her. It would’ve been an easy showing of disrespect toward James, and Mark didn’t know how he’d take that sober.

Mark was going to tell James that the weed in those spliffs was a hybrid strain, which made it more potent and would especially affect him, knowing he doesn’t smoke often, but he quickly realized there’d be no point telling a man anything if he’d already made up his mind. Mark also believed it would be entertaining to see James look like an idiot when he eventually greened out.

*****

When Stephanie inhaled the herbal smoke and let it dance inside her before blowing it out, she felt an instant light-headedness. She had hated that James was so dismissive of Mark’s suggestion, like he knew better than Mark. But she decided to take that suggestion and only smoke her spliff down to the halfway point. She looked over at Mark and saw him gazing at her. She knew he was attracted to her, and she liked it. She then heard Mark cough and looked at him, seeing half his spliff was gone.

Stephanie said, “Babe?”

James looked at her and said, “What?”

“You almost smoked the whole thing in one go?”

James shook his head. “I’m fine. It’s the way to get high.”

Mark was grinning, entertained. “It’s also a way to get your eyes to close fast.”

James said, “Bro, I’m not a fast knockout. I’m on all the time.” James then turned to Stephanie and hit her with an obvious wink.

Stephanie felt herself blush and watched Mark turn away and grab the remote sitting on the arm of the couch. She knew the weed was beginning to take effect on James. She just hoped it would be okay for him to fuck her when they got home. The thought then made her look at Mark.

“Alright,” Mark said. “How about we watch something.”

“Sounds great,” James said, rubbing the top of his head with his palm.

Stephanie took a short hit of her spliff, saw that she got halfway on it, and decided to lay it on the rim of the ashtray. She then watched the screen as Mark sifted aimlessly through the movie and show titles. She said, “How about that one?” wanting to break the silence in the room.

Mark turned to Stephanie with a raised eyebrow and said, “Stranger things?”

“Yeah.”

“Have you seen it before?” Mark asked.

“Yeah, but not for a while. Why?”

“Nothing,” Mark said, smiling at Stephaine. ‘It’s just a favorite.”

Stephanie smiled at Mark for a moment, feeling the calm mellow. She said, “I like it too. I’ve been trying to get James to see it for a while.”

“Well, there’s no better time than now,” James said. “Plus, it’s only forty minutes.” He pointed out the runtime of the first episode to give Mark a hint of how long they’d be here.

“Alright, Stranger Things it is,” Mark said.

*****

James dumped the filter tip in the ashtray before sitting back and resting his head on the top of the sofa cushion, feeling his eyes getting heavier as he tried to watch the show. Mark was right. He should’ve shared a spliff with Stephanie because the mellow was too much, too relaxing to the point it made him feel uneasy. He felt his head spinning and his stomach churning. He couldn’t pay attention.

Throughout the episode, James would catch Mark throwing the odd smug glance at him, knowing what he was going through. He also noticed Mark constantly eyeing his girlfriend, looking more at her legs. He also could see Stephanie looking back at him. Maybe he was being paranoid. But even if he wasn’t, he knew he would be the one between Stephanie’s legs later tonight. He decided not to read too much into anything, as bringing it up could embarrass him. He could feel the high wash all over him, and staying awake was becoming overwhelming. He’d just close his eyes for a minute and regain his senses.

*****

Stephanie was enjoying the show. She quoted a few lines from the characters with Mark and laughed together when they said them simultaneously. She felt so carefree and found it easy to laugh. She then thought about James, believing he’d been left out of her and Mark’s banter.

When she turned to check on James, he was asleep, his head slumped on the top of the cushion. She felt a burning desire to shake him awake, but instead, she said, “Babe.”

Mark said, “I hate to tell you this, but he will be out for at least a few hours. He’s having the greatest sleep of his life.”

‘Well, that’s just great,’ Stephanie said, disappointed. “He was supposed to have the greatest sleep of his life when the night was over.”

After a pause, Mark said, “Are you hungry?”

Stephanie turned to him and said, “Yeah, I can eat.”

“Pizza?”

“That would be great right about now.”

“I’ll get my phone and make an order,” Mark said. By the way, if you want a drink or something, the kitchen’s right there. Make yourself at home.” He motioned to James. “I know he has.”

*****

After Mark got up, he headed to the bathroom, needing to cum. His cock felt like it was going to blow cum if he touched it. He couldn’t take it anymore, with half his attention taken by the show and the other half fantasizing about Stephanie, constantly looking at her and thinking of how he’d take her. Smoking always made him horny. The thought that kept revisiting him was her lying flat on his bed. He imagined lifting her skirt and fingering her before she begged him to fuck her. He needed to cum so he could stop thinking of her in that way.

He closed the bathroom door behind him and stepped closer to the sink before sliding down his pants.

*****

Stephanie got up and went to the kitchen, wanting to get rid of the dry mouth she had tasted. Walking toward the kitchen, she felt light-headedness; it was truly relaxing. She believed she was coming to the end of her high. She grabbed a glass off the rack by the sink and filled it with water.

After she drank the water, she wanted to see what she looked like in the mirror, whether her face looked as tired as she thought. She had hoped to talk some more with Mark and get to know him a little, and she didn’t want to do that with a dopey look.

Crossing the hall, she saw a light from the crack beneath the door. It was that unmistakable bathroom light prevalent in every home. She heard no noise come from behind it and decided to open it.

She had opened the door midway before she froze.

It was Mark standing in front of the sink, with his pants hanging by his knees as he had an arm holding him up while he looked down and was furiously stroking his cock.

A massive cock. Bigger than any she’d seen in person.

She was about to turn away when she heard him say, “Oh, Stephanie. ” Then he looked up and saw her.

*****

It took Mark a moment before he looked in the mirror and saw Stephanie watching him.

He turned and felt a heavy guttural breath leave his body. Shit. He kept his hand on the tip of his dick as he looked at Stephanie, watching him with shock. He didn’t know how long she’d been watching or if she heard him moan her name.

Mark managed to say, “I’m sorry.”

Stephanie looked at Mark’s cock, biting her lip, before she quickly looked up and met his gaze. She knew this wouldn’t be her natural reaction if not for the carefree effect the spliff had given her. Stephanie said, “That’s okay, I get it. You just broke up with your girlfriend.”

“You weren’t supposed to see me,’ Mark said, finding some composure in the awkward moment.

“Well, I’m sorry I caught you,” Stephanie said, smiling. “And also, for getting you like this.”

Mark felt uncomfortable but tried to hold his composure, even though he had his hard dick in his hand. He said, “So what now?”

Stephanie paused, then looked down the hallway for a moment, thinking about James and how he’d feel if he found out that she watched another guy stroking his cock for her. She then thought about what James had said before they came here, how they would end their night in bed. She realized the night wouldn’t end that way for either of them, and she would have to continue to be dissatisfied. She then looked at Mark and how he’d give her a nice harmless thrill that would be good and needed for the both of them.

Stephanie then said, “I think I should help you finish.”

“Because you caused it.” Mark smiled. “Should we go to the bedroom?”

Mark led Stephanie to the bedroom with no pants or briefs, barely lit by the moonlight. They had only stood by the foot of the bed for a moment before Stephanie lowered herself to her knees and faced the erect and thick cock. She could feel the heat of it wash over her face. She guessed it was about as long as her forearm. She looked up at Mark and smiled, then wrapped her small hand around him and began stroking.

“Fuck,” Mark moaned.

Mark’s moans gave Stephanie some excitement as she stroked him. She brought her head closer to Mark’s cock and began kissing the tip, then started to swirl her tongue lovingly on it. She felt Mark’s hand on her face and saw his mouth open. He was breathing heavily as her tongue swirled around the head of his cock.

“Oh baby, you’re so fucking good,” Mark said.

Stephanie took her tongue off Mark’s cock, but continued to stroke it as she said, “You like that, baby?”

“Yeah,” Mark said.

Stephanie then decided to slide the rest of her mouth down onto Mark’s cock, not getting too far down his length before gagging. She then felt Mark’s hand on the back of her head, forcing her down his length. She gagged and coughed, but she took it and continued to bounce her head up and down on Mark’s cock. When she got her rhythm sucking Mark up and down, he eventually let go of her head and let her do all the work. She felt some surprise at how much she loved having Mark’s cock in her mouth.

After a few moments, Stephanie took Mark’s cock out of her mouth and looked up at him before saying, “Your cock is the biggest I’ve had.”

Mark smiled at her and said, “Thanks, baby.” Stephanie grinned at him before taking his cock back into her mouth.

After a few minutes, Mark began to thrust his hips, knowing that he was getting close, and Stephanie had to hold onto Mark’s thighs to brace herself as she bobbed her head up and down Mark’s cock.

Mark then grunted and said, “I’m gonna cum, Steph.”

Stephanie took that as her cue to swirl her tongue around Mark’s tip and then quickly enveloped the tip of his cock into her mouth, feeling the warm streams of cum blast into the back of her throat and her tongue.

“Fuck!” Mark groaned.

It took a moment for Stephanie to swallow all of Mark’s jizz before taking Mark’s shaft out of her mouth. She looked at him to say, “So that was nice.”

“It was,” Mark said. “I think I should also do the nice thing and make you cum now.”

It dawned on Stephanie that what she was doing was wrong. Perhaps the high was subsiding and bringing her back to rational thinking. She knew she had to leave, even though she didn’t want to. She had to turn away from Mark to say, “I can’t.”

Stephanie took Mark’s hand to help her up to her feet. She reluctantly let his hand go as she started toward the door.

Stephanie was almost out the door when Mark said, “Hold on,” and got Stephanie to turn around and look him straight in the eye. He then said, “Don’t you want this?”

*****

James struggled to open his eyes. Looking up at the ceiling, he felt like he had heard someone make a pained sound as he slept. It was strange. Everything felt foggy. When he looked around, there was nobody; he couldn’t see Stephanie or Mark. What the fuck was going on.

He then heard some noise coming from one of the rooms. He got up and walked toward the hallway, and the sound became clearer. It was moaning. No. He moved quickly down the hall and heard a familiar voice. Stephanie’s voice. She was moaning. No fucking way. He came to the door where the noise seeped through and slowly opened it.

I would like to continue this.

 

To Be Continued…

 

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