Morbid

Pam pulled out of the parking lot and she was a little unnecessarily angry at Arnold. She hated it when people weren't frugal or wasted their money, and it was a pet peeve of hers. That Arnold wouldn't take her advice about it or dismissed her concerns, rubbed her the wrong way and completely took her out of the mood.

“Arnold, I don't feel like helping you masturbate right now.” Pam said and she couldn't quite keep the anger from her voice. “Janet still wants you to, though.”

“Pam!” Janet said, her face slightly red.

Arnold turned his head to look at Pam and gave her a blank face.

“I'll pull over in a good spot, out of sight of the road and passersby.” Pam said and did just that. Her little car practically disappeared from view once it was out of sight of the road. “Go ahead and help her.”

Arnold got out of the driver's side and climbed into the back.

“Pam, I thought you said...” Janet started to say when Arnold flipped up her skirt and pulled her across the seat to lay her down. “...ooh! Arnold!”

Arnold pulled her panties off and handed them to her, then he pulled his pants and underwear down to reveal that he was already hard. Janet stared at him and wondered how he was going to go down on her with her body like that, then Arnold lifted her legs and tilted her hips.

“Arnold! What are you doing?” Janet asked from the very compromising position.

“Masturbating.” Arnold said and put himself between her legs, then proceeded to rub her up and down as if they were having sex. Janet started to moan immediately as he rubbed her intimate parts very thoroughly. Her protests about only receiving head from him died before they could be made and she lost herself in the sensations of having a guy essentially make love to her without actually having sex.

Pam's mouth dropped open at the sounds her friend was making and tilted the rear view mirror enough to see what Arnold was doing. He's fucking her! She thought in surprise and turned in the seat to look at it directly, then she saw that he was only rubbing himself over her. He's digging right in there with it, though!

Janet started to roll her hips a little to get even more out of Arnold masturbating. She felt something building and knew she was going to have a really good orgasm this time, especially after going so long without one, and she looked up at Arnold's face.

“I'm... mmm... almost... there.” Janet said, then from one rub to the next, her entire world was filled with stars. “OhhHHH!” She moaned and came really hard. Arnold didn't stop, though. Janet didn't have time to recover from the first one when she had another, and then another. Her moans were so close together that it almost sounded like it was just one moan, then Arnold finished. He spilled himself all over her opening, her abdomen, her thighs, and the seat.

Pam just sat there, completely stunned.

“Tissues.” Arnold said and snapped her out of her trance.

“Yes! Okay!” Pam said and dug out a box from the glove compartment and handed them to him. Arnold took several of them and wiped Janet off, then took more and wiped off himself and then the seat.

“Oh... oh, god.” Janet said and her eyes fluttered open and shut several times. She hadn't felt anything like that before. She had had good orgasms before; but, she didn't have multiples at once and it was almost too much for her to handle. She laid there on the seat, as if she didn't have any bones, and she was completely relaxed.

“Janet? Are you okay?” Pam asked.

“Oh.... oh... yes, I'm... fine. I'm fine.” Janet said and opened her eyes to look up at Arnold. “Thank you, Arnold. Thank you very much.” She said. “If I was allowed to kiss you, I wouldn't let you go until lunch was over.”

“Lunch!” Pam gasped and turned around. “We have to get back to campus!”

Arnold pulled up his pants and Janet handed him her panties as the car started. He put them on her up to her thighs and she pulled them on the rest of the way. She twitched at the touch of the cloth and let out a laugh.

“I'm super-sensitive right now.” Janet said when Arnold looked at her. “You worked me over really well.” She said and managed to sit up, then the car went over a little bump as they hit the main road and she moaned.

Pam got them back to the campus and parked in her spot in front of her dorm building. They still had ten minutes to spare until lunch was over. “Arnold, you need to get back to work and we need to get to class.”

Arnold got out and walked away.

“Pam, what's wrong?” Janet asked. “I've known you long enough to know when you're angry and trying to hide it.” She said. “Mainly because you're not hiding it very well.”

Pam didn't say anything as she climbed out of the car and went to the trunk, grabbed the pizza, and went into the dorm. Janet followed her and they took the pizza to their room, picked up the books and things they needed, then left again. They had to jog to get to the next class on time. When they sat down beside each other, Janet glared at her friend. Pam sighed and admitted what was wrong.

“You're angry at him for that?” Janet asked, surprised. “You don't know that he always overspends.”

“I've had two examples now.” Pam said. “I thought he was just being generous the first time, since there were so many of us there eating. This time it was just us and the tip wasn't deserved. At all.”

“Enough chatting.” The teacher at the head of the class said and looked at all of the students in his class. “The Huns were a noble race of savages.”

A few people chuckled and several laughed.

The teacher smiled. “Yes, I know that's an oxymoron and it's also an apt description.” He said and started to explain why.

*

Arnold worked for the rest of the afternoon and prepped for the next day of classes. The time passed by quickly and then he went to eat supper in the cafeteria. He greeted the woman behind the counter and then Angela at the register. She was disappointed again when he said he would be busy all week with more lessons and reading.

Arnold ate and returned the plates and tray to the counter, then made his way to Building B and his next appointment with Professor Power. He went into the lab and she was waiting there for him. She wore a buttoned up lab coat and turned to look at him when he entered the lab and locked the door. She asked him a question that referred to the very first book of hers that he had read, and he answered it correctly.

“You know I am very glad that you are actually learning during our lessons.” Felicia said. “You have been absorbing my course material at a phenomenal rate and you are retaining it.” She walked over to him and unbuttoned her coat. When she flipped it open, she was only wearing a garter belt and stockings. “That pleases me mentally, so you can thank me physically for taking care of you.”

Arnold nodded and picked her up. She almost squealed in delight that he didn't struggle with her at all, then he laid her down on her desk and went down on her. Unlike when they had first started doing this, she no longer asked him to stay quiet about it. She was too wrapped up in how good it felt to worry about it anymore.

Felicia knew that if he was going to tell anyone about it, he would have done it by now, and she would have been visited by them or by the president of the college for overstepping her authority.

Arnold finished thanking her and closed her coat, picked up the next book from the shelf, then left the lab. He walked all the way back to his dorm building and went inside. Doris still had a couple of girls there, so he gave her a wave as he passed by.

Doris had a smile on her face; but, it was just for show. She was sad that she hadn't been able to kiss Arnold all day, and by the looks of things and how busy they both were, even sneaking away wasn't going to work for a while.

Arnold rode the elevator up to the top floor and stepped out. His eyes beheld a scene that he hadn't seen in a while and nearly everyone said hello, waved, and greeted him warmly. He returned those greetings until he reached Janet's room.

“I'm sorry about Pam.” Janet whispered. “She's a stickler for money and she was angry at you for over-tipping.” She reached out and took his hand. “I don't feel that way. If you give that much, that's your choice and it's your money.”

Arnold nodded and she let his hand go.

“Don't stay up too late reading.” Janet said in a normal voice. “You have an early day tomorrow.”

“Every day is an early day.” Arnold said and finished saying hello to the remaining girls as he went to his dorm room.

Emily's door was shut and he didn't have to say anything to her. He didn't know that she was in her room and was punishing herself by not standing there to greet him, even though she really wanted to. She felt that she didn't deserve to do that for a while, not realizing that with Arnold, absence did not make the heart grow fonder. That was especially true for girls that were not his girlfriend or mother.

Arnold entered his room and left the door open, to the relief of everyone there, and he changed out of his suit and put on a pair of shorts and a t-shirt. He sat down at the kitchenette table, in full view of everyone in the hallway, and reclined slightly as he started to read the chemistry book.

“He's so sexy.” One of the girls whispered.

“Is it being smart, having a great body, a well paying job, or that he's nice that makes you think that?”

“I'd say pick one; but, it's the combination.” She said. “Why, oh why does he have to have a girlfriend?”

“Because that's the way the world works?” Her friend asked, then she laughed. “As if he wouldn't have gotten a girlfriend right after he arrived here.” She looked at him, too. “If wishes came true...”

It was her friend's turn to laugh.

*

The rest of the week passed by and Arnold worked hard, studied hard, and didn't have a lot of spare time for anything else.

Doris remained unkissed all week, despite her best efforts, because they were both busy.

Pam had been working every night and didn't get a chance to apologize, even though Janet told her that she had apologized for her. Not surprisingly, she hadn't been in the best of moods and her tips at the bar reflected that, which didn't help her mood in the least.

Cissily couldn't figure out how to get more than a few seconds of alone time with Arnold, so she could advance her seduction plans. Amy tried to tell her to give up, because there was no way she was going to get Arnold's attention as long as he had an exclusive girlfriend.

Kelly texted Arnold on Friday night to see if he was working or if he was coming home for the weekend. He said he would be at the house by nine in the morning on Saturday and she let Annie know.

*

Detective Tanner didn't have their phones tapped illegally and had to find out the hard way if Arnold was going to be home that weekend... by staking out the bus stop from the college. She was rewarded in her quest by the very first bus arrival and Arnold stepped off wearing a backpack. She noted what he was wearing and the colors of his jeans, his shirt, and the backpack. As she wrote it down, she had missed Arnold looking around and only saw him walking away.

She didn't have to follow him to know where he was going, so she drove a different route and parked down the other end of the street from where Arnold would appear. What she didn't know was that Arnold had only walked a couple of streets and took a cross town bus, since he had a bus pass and wouldn't have to walk all the way, and he arrived at the bus stop two streets over.

Arnold came up the street and noticed the same car that had just been at the bus stop, so he walked over to it and bent down to peer into the driver's side window to see who was driving.

“AHH!” Detective Tanner jerked to the side because she was startled when she noticed Arnold's face nearly pressed against her window. Oh, dammit. She thought as Arnold kept looking in at her and didn't say anything. She turned her key in the ignition and rolled the window down with the switch. “Hello, Arnold.”

“Hello.” Arnold said. “If I knew you were coming here from the bus stop, I would have asked for a drive.”

Goddammit. Detective Tanner thought. He saw me.

“Are you here to see someone?” Arnold asked.

“N-no.” Detective Tanner lied badly.

“Is there a crime happening nearby?”

“No.” She responded, knowing that Arnold was essentially telling her to leave.

“Then why are you here?” Arnold asked, his face blank.

I'm here for you, you smug bastard. Detective Tanner thought. “I was just passing by.”

Arnold looked at the parked car around her and then looked back at her face.

All right, all right. I get the hint. Stop rubbing it in. She thought. “I better go.”

Arnold stood up straight and walked over to the side of the road his house was on and watched Detective Tanner's car drive away. When it turned the corner, he walked over to his house and went inside.

“Mom? Kelly?” Arnold asked into the silent house.

“ARNOLD!” Two female voices said as one, then Annie appeared from the kitchen and Kelly appeared from the living room and they both tried to hug him at the same time. They ended up hugging each other more than him and they burst out laughing.

“Mothers first.” Kelly said and stepped back, and Annie gave her a grin and hugged and kissed her son.

“Welcome home.” Annie said and stepped back, then Kelly took a turn and hugged and kissed him.

“Welcome home.” Kelly said, then they both took his hands and led him into the kitchen to give him the first homemade breakfast he had had in a while. It was well balanced with a variety of foods and essential nutrients, so Arnold ate it all.

“Thank you.” Arnold said and gave his mom a quick kiss, then did the same to Kelly.

“How did you know I helped?” Kelly asked, surprised.

“I asked you to help my mom a long time ago and that's what you've done.” Arnold said.

“Oh, Arnold!” Kelly exclaimed and kissed him passionately.