“Oopsies?! I quite like having a penis, thank you very much.”
Then maybe you should use it on me.
“Now, if I give this back to you, will you be more careful? And leave my penis out of your wishes?”
“Maybe.” I grabbed the lamp from him. It was a shame that I wasn’t allowed to make any more wishes about his penis. Because I wanted nothing more than to drop to my knees and taste him. Although, if Dr. Lyons was anything to go by, it wouldn’t exactly be the most pleasant taste.
That’s it!I had the perfect wish. Or rather, the perfect two wishes. I rubbed his lamp and made my wish: “I wish for cum to taste like cookies.”
“Your wish is my command.” He snapped his fingers.
I stared at him expectantly. “So it’s done?”
“Yup.”
“Good. Now I wish to taste some cookies.” I put my hand on my hip and stared at him. Daring him to make the move.
“Man, these are some real softball wishes here. Usually people ask for like, a new house. Or for their worst enemy to be attacked by a swarm of locusts.” He reached into his computer bag and tossed me a bag of Famous Amos cookies.
Damn it!What were the odds that he’d just had those on hand? “Just one little bag?” I asked. “I’d been hoping for…more.” I wasn’t shy about staring directly at his crotch.
“Well what did you expect when you didn’t bother to rub my lamp? I can’t just pull cookies out of thin air without my genie magic being activated first. If I could, I’d probably weigh like 400 pounds. So if youreallywant to taste cookies, then I suggest you rub my lamp and say it like you mean it.”
God that was suggestive.And I was happy to oblige. I rubbed his lamp and said, “I wish for you to fill my mouth with your delicious cookies.”
“Now that’s how to make a wish.” Tanner snapped his fingers and stood up.
I put his lamp down as he walked towards me. His eyes were filled with desire. He looked like he was about to fucking devour me. And I was sure as hell about to devour him.
But then he walked right past me. Towards the door.
Shit!Was he seriously leaving? I knew he was gonna pull this shit. That was why I’d stopped making out with him in the first place.
“Wait,” I said. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have wished for that.”
He turned around. “Well this is going to be awkward then.” He opened the door and I almost screamed. Because in the hallway was a strange little man in a butler uniform holding a platter of cookies. Actually, it wasn’t just any strange little man. It was Tanner’s driver. Or I guess…assistant? If he was running around the city delivering cookies on short notice he wasn’t just a driver.
“Good day, Master Tanner. I have your cookies.”
“Thank you, Nigel.” Tanner grabbed the tray, turned around, and shoved a cookie in my mouth.
I almost spit it out, but it was so freaking good.
“More?” he asked.
I had no idea how to answer. I had so many questions running through my head. Namely…who the hell exactly was this little man named Nigel and how did he get here so quickly with a platter of cookies? I’d only made my wish like thirty seconds ago. But if you counted from when I’dfirstasked for cookies withoutrubbing the lamp, then it was a bit longer. All that silliness with the Famous Amos cookies must have been his way of buying time for Nigel to get here.
Tanner pressed another cookie against my lips. “Let me know when your mouth is full.”
He said it in a very suggestive way, but the fact that it wasn’t his dick was not sexy at all. I swatted his hand away and tried to swallow down the cookie already in my mouth.
“I guess she’s finished. Thank you, Nigel. That will be all.”
The little man bowed and backed out of the room.
And then I burst out laughing. And so did Tanner.
We laughed and laughed. Even harder than we had after the weird misunderstanding at the sauna. I hadn’t laughed this hard in years.
