Dottie's Back Chapter 2

"Kim... Is something bothering you?" I asked, becoming concerned.

"No Dottie, why do you ask?"

"It's like you are listening to me... and you're not. Is something on your mind?"

She turns her head down the hallway leading to the back of the house and said, "I was working on a project on my computer and got stuck. I have no idea what to do."

"Well I will be no help there! I can get on the Internet and peruse websites, but that is the extent of my computer expertise. But I know a few people who may be able to help you!"

She cheered up immediately and chirped, "Do you really? Who is it?"

I revealed to her my relationship with Brian and Jerry from down the street. A knowing smirk materialize on her face when I told her about the hand jobs and blowjobs. She interrupted me in mid-sentence to tell me I was a slut, as if I didn't already know that! The smirk was replaced with an optimistic smile when I mentioned they have often arrived on my doorstep toting laptop computers and bragging about their latest programming conquest.

"Can you call them to come over and help me out?"

Glancing at the clock on the wall, "They should be on their way to my house right now! I should get over there to meet them! When I have 'satisfied' them, I'll ask if they could come over to help you out. I'm sure they will; they are both so sweet!"

Kim exhaled deeply and answered, "Dottie, I really appreciate this! Thank you so much!"

After our goodbyes, I struggled over the fence and dashed into my home. I had just applied a liberal amount of lip-gloss to my lips when I heard a timid knock on the front door. Approaching it with the arousal I feel each time they stop by, I felt my little 'clitty' already stiffening. Without hesitation, I opened the door. Brian and Jerry stood there in their usual button down shirts, generic jeans and loafers. The eager look 18-year-old virgins get when they are about to receive a hand job or blowjob was plastered across both of their faces.