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It was a late summer evening. The Mayor was sitting in his house, watching TV and snacking on pickles. It had been raining all day, so everybody in town spent the entire day inside. The Mayor had just gotten back from his third bathroom break in the last hour, about to sit down and start watching his favorite movie when he heard a knock at the door. Unsure of who it could be, he quickly rushed to the door to let the person inside. Standing at the door was his best friend and secret crush. He was shocked to see her outside in the rain.

"Hey, it's you! What are you doing outside in this weather?" he asked.

"I wanted to come over and discuss out town's next public works project."

"Oh. Alright. Come inside first, We don't need you getting even more drenched."

She walked inside, closed her umbrella, and propped it up against the wall.

"So, what did you have in mind?"

"Well, the other day I was fishing, and got a hold of someone's old boot. So, I thought it would be nice if we could put a garbage can in front of the town hall, so everybody has a place to put their trash."

That's a good idea." He responded. "I'm surprised nobody thought of it before, actually..."

She giggled. "Anyway, I should let you get back to what you were doing. I just thought I'd let you know about it before I forgot... again."

"Hey, you don't need to go yet. You made the whole trip here, you might as well stay and chat for a bit."

"Oh, I don't want to be a bother." She stated. "I'm sure you were just about to start something important."

"I guess I just need to entice you with some coffee. I just put a pot on not too long ago. It should be done by now."

"I don't know..."

"It's Blue Mountain."

Her face lit up. "Alright, I guess I can stay for a few minutes.", she agreed.

She made her way to the sofa, where she sat down. The Mayor walked into the kitchen to fetch the coffee he promised. He poured a mug for each of them, putting nothing in hers, but plenty of milk in his own. He entered the living room again, and slid the tea table next to the couch. He set the cups on it as he sat down next to her.

"I've been meaning to ask you... Why don't you like milk in your coffee?"

"Well." She blushed. "It's kind of embarrassing, actually. I grew up on a milk farm. My mom, my sisters, even a few other relatives all produce milk, which we bottle and sell. I guess spending so much time around it made me sick of it."

"Oh..." he responded, completely speechless.

"I'm sorry, that's probably too much information. I really shouldn't have brought it up." She said distressfully, noticing his reaction.

"Whoa, no. That's actually really interesting. I wish my family had an interesting business like that. Though, I guess I probably shouldn't ask why you didn't want to join the family business?"

Her eyes widened, and she covered her completely flushed cheeks with her hands.

"Whoa whoa whoa, I'm sorry. That was way too personal of a question. I should probably change the subject."

Before he finished his sentence, a loud roar of thunder crashed overhead, which caused her to jump.

He comforted her by placing a hand on her shoulder. She looked towards him and lowered her hands from her face, revealing a slight smile. He looked at her, confused.

"I love you.", she whispered.

"You... what?"

"I love you." She said, louder.

"Really? Even after that whole awkward conversation?"

"Yes. I never told anybody that before. I never thought I would. It's essentially my most embarrassing secret. And even now that you know, I don't even feel embarrassed. I've never been that comfortable around someone else before. I guess it's just my mind's way of telling me I'm in love." She admitted.

"I don't know what to say... But, honestly... I love you too. Ever since you moved here, you've been the reason for me to get up in the morning. You're the kindest, sweetest, most beautiful girl I've ever met. You're the reason I'm striving to make this town as best as it can be. It's all for you."

The two locked eyes for a second, both with very large smiles on their faces. Then they moved in for a hug. Sitting there in silence, they let go of each other for only a brief moment. Then, they moved closer, meeting each other again for a long, tender kiss. They stopped, and sat wrapped in each others arms.

"So..." He broke the silence. "We both just confessed out love for each other. Does that make us a... couple?"

"I don't know." She chimed in. "I mean, we have been on a lot of dates, even if we didn't really consider them dates."

"I guess you're right." He added. "Where do we go from here?"

"I have an idea" She whispered.

She grabbed his hand. He looked at her with a confused look on his face, but allowed her to proceed. She began lowering his hand toward her waist, and began rubbing herself between her legs with his fingers. He looked at her, shocked, but she looked at him, smiling. He then started doing it on his own. She let go of his hand, and pulled his head in for a kiss. She let out a few soft, quiet moans, befitting to her personality. He began rubbing harder and faster, causing her moaning to become a bit louder. Feeling a bit adventurous, he slipped a single finger inside of her. Gauging by her reaction, she wasn't expecting it, but accepted it. Eventually, he slipped another finger in, feeling her tense up with every thrust. After about a minute, he pulled his fingers out, leaving her to wonder what he had in mind. He grabbed her hips, hoisting her up towards his face, and resting her thighs on his shoulders. She let out a delighted sigh, knowing what was coming next. He put his mouth upon her, making good use of his tongue to give her the pleasure she so desired. She began breathing heavily, letting out a quiet moan every so often to show her satisfaction. Her moans became louder and more frequent over time, until coming to a surprisingly loud climax. He set her hind end back down on the sofa, unsure of what to do next. She had no idea how to thank him for what she had just received. She looked at him with a sense of comfort. It was almost as if she was sad that it was over. She sat up, giving another hug and kiss.

"That was incredible..." She whispered in his ear.

He looked at her and smiled. "I'm glad you liked it, because I had no idea what in the world I was doing."

She giggled.

"I... I want you to be my first."

His eyes widened in surprise. "A-are you sure?" He asked. "That's a pretty big deal."

She smiled and nodded.

The two began undressing, helping each other out when they needed it. She raised her knees up towards her chest, giving him more room to work with. He climbed on top of her, making sure to give her enough room for comfort. She propped herself up, with her mouth by his ear.

"Be gentle." She whispered.

Slowly, he inserted himself into her, keeping a close eye on her reaction. He hesitated, asking if she was okay. She assured him it was alright, and to keep going. Picking up the pace a bit, he wrapped his arms around her back, and slowly started to kiss her neck. She enclosed her legs around his lower back, as if she never wanted to let him go. Her breathing became more rapid as he hastened his thrusts. She reached down and began playing with her own nipple. He assisted her, lightly rubbing her other with his thumb, taking great advantage of its sensitivity. He continued kissing her neck, beginning to move down her chest, making his way to her breast. Using his tongue as he did his thumb, be began softly licking her nipple. He kept his attention on her breast, changing his action from licking to sucking. Proceeding quickly, he began sucking on her breast faster. Without warning, a tiny bit of milk shot into his mouth, taking him by surprise. Refusing to hesitate, he swallowed it and continued, with more coming out with each suckle. Oddly enough, he enjoyed it, and had no intention of stopping. She looked at him with a slight sense of disgust, as if she couldn't believe what he was doing. He pretended not to notice her reaction, and went back to exercising his new-found lactation fetish. In an act of defiance, she began to sit up, propping herself up until they were both sitting up. Then, she pushed him onto his back, and climbed on top of him, effectively switching positions. He picked up the pace a bit more, making sure not to goo too fast for her comfort. The two synchronized, their thrusts now in unison. She reached up and began playing with her own breast again, which he helped her with. He also reached down and began rubbing her with his thumb. Overcome by the stimulation, she felt herself about to finish. She sped up her movements, becoming slightly more vocal as well. The two finished at the same time, which surprised even them. Breathing heavily, she collapsed onto his chest. Unsure of what to do next, she began kissing him again. The two lied there, locked in an unending passionate kiss. Neither wanted to let go of the other. They both desired to lie in each others arms forever.

"That was amazing." She whispered in his ear, still breathing heavily. "Please tell me tonight doesn't have to be over so soon."

He smiled. "Tonight can last as long as you want." "But, we should probably move somewhere a bit more private. Our neighbors are famous for barging into houses."

She grabbed his hand, and led him upstairs. His attic was very dark and very warm. There was a constant humming coming from the excessive number of computers. He turned on the lamp next to his bed, filling the room with very soft, romantic, purple light. His bed wasn't necessarily large enough for two people, but it was larger than the couch. The two sat on the bed, unsure of how to start their next encounter. Thinking quickly, he walked over to his computer, turning on the most romantic song he could think of. She walked over to him, sliding his office chair over with her. She turned it around, and pushed him onto it. She climbed onto his lap, positioning herself correctly. She then moved her hips downward, inserting himself into her. As should be expected, the two couldn't keep their hands off of each other. The chair began to creak. As tiny and delicate as she was, the chair couldn't support two people. He grabbed underneath her calves, and stood up. Taken by surprise, she wrapped her arms around the back of his neck, for fear of falling. He slowly made his way over to the bed. He stopped downward, allowing her to drop onto the bed. He stood up straight again. The two simply exchanged stares, this being their first opportunity to admire each others bodies. She flipped herself over on the bed, resting on her hands and knees. She looked back at him, wiggling her rear end. Accepting the invitation, he climbed onto the bed, kneeling behind her. Putting his hands on her hips, he slowly inserted himself into her. He couldn't help himself. He reached down and grabbed her tail. It was much softer than he had imagined. She turned her head around to see what he was doing, smiling at his curiosity. She kept her view on him until a certain thrust caused her to tremble. Her arms buckled and her upper body collapsed onto the bed. He leaned forward, placing his arm next to her shoulder. He then began kissing her neck. His other arm crept up to her chest, where he began rubbing her breast. She turned her head to face his, and attempted to start kissing him. They both enjoyed this position, but intimacy was difficult. She crawled forward, then rolled onto her back. She looked up at him, inviting him. He crawled over-top of her, not giving her as much space as last time. They met in an embrace, beginning their thrusting again, and picking up the pace. They wrapped their arms around each other, resting their heads on each others shoulders. It was obvious she was enjoying herself. She repeatedly increased her grip around his back with one of her arms. She propped herself up with the other arm, while simultaneously grabbing at the sheets of the bed and clenching them in her fist. She began squeezing her eyes closed tighter and tighter. She was about to finish. She tried to motion for him to slow down, but it was too late. Her arm seized up before she could tap on his shoulder. He slowed down the pace, as he was finishing too. They both began breathing heavily. As little room there was in the bed, he rolled off of her. The two lied there next to each other, ignoring the mess they made on the sheets. She nestled in closer to him, resting her head on his chest. They were both exhausted. Neither one wanted to get up to turn the music off, though the computer shut itself down after some time. The two breathed a sigh of relief. They didn't have to leave each others embrace. Eventually, they fell asleep in each others arms.

The next morning, he awoke form his sleep. She was nowhere to be found in the room, and his clothes were folded neatly on the foot of the bed. He got dressed and walked downstairs. On his way down, he smelled bacon cooking on a skillet. He walked into the kitchen, and saw her standing at the oven cooking breakfast.

He smiled widely. "What in the world is this?" He asked.

She turned around to face him with a big smile on her face. She walked over and gave him a hug and kiss.

"Last night was the most amazing night in my entire life. I had to repay you somehow." She responded.

"Wait wait wait... Are you paying me for sex?" He asked.

"Of course not!" She retorted. "I just had to do something for you. You said so yourself, everything you've done for this town has been for me."

"Isn't that what last night was for?" He responded.

She pretended not to hear him, and walked back to the oven. It was then that he noticed she was wearing an apron with nothing underneath. She glanced back at him, noticing his admiration. He walked over to the table and took a seat. Soon after, she approached him with a plate of bacon and eggs. She set the plate down on the table in front of him, and took a seat herself.

"I really don't deserve all of this..." He mumbled.

"You know, you're the only guy I know who would complain about someone cooking you a meal." She snapped.

"Besides..." She added. "It's what couples do."

He looked up at her and smiled.

"This could take some gettin' used to."