The Tech Guy

“There was a girl a few months ago that got close to meeting my family. But some stuff happened and we broke up before they could meet.” He explained ass they walked in to the restaurant. The hostess seated them next to a window and handed them both a menu. “I hope you like Chinese food, because this place is the best.” 

“I think my mom was just concerned because she thought I’d never get a girlfriend. I think that’s her one big thing she worries about, her son becoming an ‘old maid’. I  don’t think she’s ever had to worry about that with my sister.” Malcolm smiled. “She also hasn’t met any of my previous girlfirends either. I’ve never really had a serious relationship that made it to that point of meeting the parents.”

Daniel Radcliffe for Flaunt Magazine- Fragmentary Digestion of the Self by Adam Whitehead and styled by Stevie Westgarth

“That sounds interesting. What did your parent’s think of you deciding to become a writer?” Malcolm asked as he looked out the window. They were stuck in traffic, the norm for New York City. Not that he was disappointed it gave them more time to talk with out be interrupted by someone else. “I don’t think my parents are disappointed with my career choice. I think  they just wish I was doing something more social like my little sister.”

Lauren looked nervous when all Malcolm said was ‘oh’, and she tried to meet his eye. “It was only once, before I met you. I didn’t realise until you mentioned her” said Lauren. “We’ve not even seen each other since, she’s probably forgotten me.”

The weird feeling was gone and now he felt bad. He knew that it was before they met. He shouldn’t let it ruin their date. He reached over and grabbed her hand and smiled at her. “Let’s just not talk about it. Let’s talk about something else. Like why did you go into journalism instead of swimming like your parents?”

“Computers are the new thing though. You’ll make better money with them than cars.” Lauren sighed. “My parents… well you probably heard of them. The Beaumonts? They’re the Olympic swimmers…” Lauren trailed off, waiting for Malcolm to say what everyone always did when they found out she had famous parents. “Um… there’s something I should tell you. About Avery… Before we met, I- we had sex” mumbled Lauren.

“Oh.” Malcolm frowned. He was beginning to wonder if there was anyone in the tower that his sister hadn’t slept with yet.

She held his hand as she walked with Malcolm. Lauren didn’t think she’d seen the Tower look so busy before. “Sure is” she replied. “Anyway, then we can talk properly, since you don’t have to focus on the road. I don’t even have a car.” Her parents had offered to get her one, but like Malcolm said, driving in New York was just a painful experience. A taxi pulled up, and Lauren slid inside, waiting for Malcolm to join her. “So… you got any family?” Lauren thought it’d be good to learn about each other.

He gave the taxi driver the address and sat back in his seat. “My dad was disappointed when I went with computers instead of cars. What do your parents do?”

She tilted her head though. “You don’t need to be nervous Malcolm, I’m not going to bite. It’s not like we’ve never met” she paused and blushed “I mean I’ve sucked your cock loads already and we had sex, then we had that little competition…” She trailed off as the doors opened and she blushed harder. “Listing it all…. makes me sound like a slut, huh?” said Lauren nervously.

The doors to the elevator opened on the busy lobby. He took her hand to keep from getting separated from her in the lobby. He hoped she didn’t think it was too forward of him. He navigated them safely through the lobby. It seemed like a lot of people were coming to the tower for dinner or heading out for a night on the town. He stepped outside with her and waved for a taxi. “I hope a taxi is okay. I hate driving in the city.”

“So where are we going?” asked Lauren, walking with Malcolm. She had been wondered what they’d be doing. Going out to dinner? Seeing a movie? Or something less traditional. Lauren thought it could be that, seeing as they’d already fucked each others brains out.

“Right, sorry. I thought we could go to China town for dinner, then there is a club not far from here that we could check out.” Malcolm finally answered.

She wasn’t unhappy though, it’d been a fun meeting. And she was definitely excited to go on her date. It had been a while since she’d been on one, college work took up so much of her time. But she’d made sure to get that out of the way so she wasn’t thinking about it the whole time. That wouldn’t be fair on Malcolm. Lauren arrived on his floor, went to his door, and knocked. She straitened her top out a bit as she waited.

“Hey.” He was slightly out of breath when he got to the door. “I mean hello. Are you ready to go?”

Lauren smiled around his cock, and deep throated Malcolm, putting her hands on his thighs then pulled off. “You can spray your cum all over me as another reward for winning if you want” she whispered to Malcolm, licking his tip as she did before bobbing her head again, waiting for his hot cum.

“Fuck.” He gasped as he finally came, filling her mouth with his cum. He already won their was no point in making a mess of her. 

"Already?” she asked, looking up at his smiling face. Lauren went back to work, taking his whole length into her mouth and throat, her nose bumping up against him as she put her hands on his thighs, sucking and moaning loudly.

“I did it I’m in!” He said raising his arms in celebration. He looked down and smiled. “That doesn’t mean you have to stop.”

“Let’s go to the counter. It will be much easier then.” He said as he stood up. He walked over and sat her laptop on the counter and opened it up. “I’m ready when you are.”

Lauren set it on the floor and knelt. "Ready? Go!” said Lauren. She grasped Malcolm’s balls and started to fondle them as her lips took his cock between them, and she started bobbing her head, sucking hard.

He was starting to see how much security he had put on the server. It was putting up a fight with each command it gave him. He looked down at her and smiled. "Almost in." He said with a smile.

“Sure.” Lauren got off Malcolm and got her laptop. She handed it to him. “Are we ok to do it on the couch? Or do you want to put it on the counter and stand whilst I blow you?”

“Let’s go to the counter. It will be much easier then.” He said as he stood up. He walked over and sat her laptop on the counter and opened it up. “I’m ready when you are.”

She gulped at her beer then put it down, starting to feel a buzz from it. Leaning forward, Lauren crawled over the couch, ass in the air, and settled her hand on Malcolm’s cock. “Should we have a challenge? You hack, and I’ll see if I can make you cum before you manage to break in?” suggested Lauren, wondering what Malcolm would think of that.

He looked around and realized that he didn’t bring his laptop with him. “Can I borrow your laptop?”

“Hmm.” Lauren thought about it, and leaned forward, running her hand up and down Malcolm’s thigh. “If you could tell me about how the Tower’s cyber security works, that’d be great” she replied. Lauren put her beer down and found her dictaphone. She set it to record, and put it on the table. Lauren grabbed her beer and sat back in the couch, ready to listen, though she did glance at Malcolm’s crotch.

He took another sip of his beer. “The tower also has it’s own server, for the website also for residents to use to backup anything they might need too.”

“Hopefully it’ll work out. But I want you to know I don’t have sex with everyone I interview” she said, laughing.

He sat his beer down. “Speaking of interviews. Do you need anything else from me for your article? Maybe it would be safe to continue since we’re already naked.”