Friend Zone

He was hurrying up behind her when she suddenly stopped.

He had been looking at her ass, so focused that he had not noticed her stopping right away

She bent at the waist, her plump ass cheeks on display as he ran into her.

He grabbed her hips to and pulled her back to keep from knocking her over.

Essentially he had her pulled back on his crotch. His meat had just started to calm down after her display in the car. But she could clearly feel the long thick press of his thickening member right between her pretty cheeks.

He paused there for a second then let go and stepped back, this way he could get an eyeful.
"My bad. I was looking the other way, I didn't see you stop" he said, ignoring the fact that she must have felt his ember, unless she was oblivious. But he didn't think she was.


She seemed to take her time , when he realized she was tying her shoe. He took a good long look, then walked by her, giving her ass a playful smack as he passed her and open the door

"Come on, you need to hurry up before your ass causes a car wreck" he said as he stepped inside trying to play it down
 
She felt him stumble into her, but more importantly she felt the length and surprising girth of him behind his gym shorts. She was thankful then for thin fabric. In the fleeting moment that was him against her ass and his hands on her hips she felt fire run through her veins.

The smack on her ass was what pushed her over the edge. It was playful, but firm and she found herself wanting more.

"No," she thought to herself, "he will NOT turn the tables on this."

She ignored his chiding and followed him into his apartment. She knew exactly what she was going to do.

As the entered, she raced in front of him and turned to face him, pouting. "Can you help me unclasp this sports bra? That's the bitch about this particular one, it's super supportive and keeps my girls in place, but it has Fort Knox on the front making it difficult to get out of."

She smiled and looked up at him helplessly. Then, without hesitation, "Shit! We need to hurry too. Get this thing off me then we can get in t he shower."
 
He paused, letting her pass, then she suddenly stood in the way. Her request was one he was glad to help. Just as he began to lift his hands up. Did she just say what I think? He asked himself

But at the prospect of freeing her tits, he did what any guy would do

He reached his hand up, she tested quickly, the clasp was in the back. Curses!

Then he quickly undid the large device. He felt the sudden weight give out, and he recalled just how delicious those tots had been

She quickly stormed towards his shower.

"You're right. We don't have time for two showers," he said, trying to playboy casual, and make sure he had heard her right.
 
She turned an walked to the bathroom without giving him the chance to respond.

Ashley was familiar with the space. She had spent many a night with her head in his toilet followed by a shameful shower the following morning.

She left the door open and turned on the water. She wasn't sure if he was watching her finish undressing, but she decided she would give him a show just in case.

She bent forward and let her sports bra fall to the ground. She slowly shimmied out of her shorts and kicked them off onto the floor. She gently set her foot down so her legs were about shoulder width apart and stood erect, sticker her ass out just a little to be sure he could see the base of her mound.

She pulled her hands up over her head and let her he air out of the ponytail it had been in. The tendrils fell softly down her back to its dimples. Thing for the clear, glass shower door, she called out to him. "Are you coming?"

Already. The room began to steam up and the tiles felt cool against the pads of her feet. She was going to tease him relentlessly and there would be no way he would be able to hide an erection this time.
 
He peeled off his shirt as she scampered away. Tossing it to the ground he started to kick of his shoes. He watched as she shimmied out of her clothes, her delicious ass jiggling in a way that had him in trouble already

She stretched back and took her hair down, calling to him as she jumped in the shower

"Yes" he said, trying to get ready for something he prayed ended with his dick inside of her. Maybe she would!?

He stepped in the bathroom, looking through the glass door, smiling as water glistened off her firm full chest.

He dropped his shorts to the floor and opened the door,

"Move
Over" he said. Trying not to notice that he was naked with the girl he's been pining over for years. The girl he'd do anything for

He turned in the small space, and his long heavy cock slid over her plump ass cheek

"Sorry" he said sheepishly as he reached over her for the shampoo
 
"Sorry for what?" She said coyly, suddenly feeling an ache between her legs.

She felt him reach over her from behind so she decided to take that opportunity to accidenlty drop the bar of soap in her hands.

"Ugh!" She said as she bent over to pick up the soap and made sure his girth fit perfectly between her ass cheeks. She lingered there for a moment, pretending not to notice his gradually thickening member against her skin. She slowly stood up and faced him. Trying to read his face.

His chest was a second away from hers when she looked up at him, biting her lower lip and asked "would you be a dear and wash my back while I wash my hair? When you're done with the shampoo, of course."

The water was cascading down her voluptuous breasts and pouring off her tight body. She was thankful she had shaved that morning. Every inch of her body was smooth. She knew she must be torturing him, but that's what he gets! It's not HER fault he never makes a move. Besides, she would likely turn him down anyway.

She reached up onto her tippie-toes and grabbed the shampoo bottle from Lance's hands. Her nipple grazing his chest. Ashley spun around slowly, falling into Lance "accidentally" and turning so she knew he could feel every curve of her body.

"Please?" She smirked with her back facing him.
 
Try as he might, his cock was stiffening.

She bent over and he couldn't help but feel her pussy against his hanging shaft, the sight, and thought, of taking her like that was difficult to deny.

Then she slipped up and foster around, her thigh dragging a against his cock as her tits slid over his chest.

Her nipples were hard

His cock was hardening. He wasn't actually sure what she said when she turned back around. Then it sank in. He had not been able to process anything beyond the feel of her tits on his skin

He was picturing every fat old thing he could, trying to kill his stiffening cock.

The he put some soap on his hands and began to lather her. First her shoulders, then on down her back. As he worked her over he continues to imagine anything bike and disgusting to stop his cock

Her skin was silky smooth and hot. Oh so hot

"There you are" he said as he pulled his hands back, stopping once his fingers felt the curve of net ass as it departed from the line of her strong back.
 
She felt him hard against her. She loved it. That was exactly the response she wanted to elicit from him. She loved to tease him relentlessly.

Ashley relished in the feel of Lance's hands and was thankful then to be in the shower where it was easy to hide her own wetness. While his hands were on her she contemplated her next move. She was feeling devilish, but was unsure she could control herself properly in order to get the desired effect out of Lance.

Who was she kidding. Of course she could.

As soon as she heard his voice she turned and faced him, rinsing off her back. Then she raised her hands over her head.

"This side too, right?" She said with a devious grin.
 
She turned around, her eye shimmering as she looked at him. She lifted her hadns up above her head, making her fulltits lift up higher, her stiff nipples glistening with water.

THen she told him he wasn't done washing her.

"Are you sure?" hr asked as his eyes went from hers, down to her full chest, he could feel his hands aching to grab her. he didnt wait for her resonse, this was just too much.

his cock was stiffening between the two of them, his heaight over her meant that his cock was level with her hips, just below her waist line.

he grasbbed some more soap, and squeezed it into his hands as he tried to decide what to do.

he put his hands on her shoulders. He slowly began to work the soap down along her ribs, his fingers wrapped halfway around her back as his palms slid over the outer swell of her tits. His eyes locked on the way her flesh came together and he remembered just how wonderful it had been to slip his cock between those glorious orbs.

he felt his cock begin to press against her silky skin as he grew harder adn harder,

His hands slid lower, finally past her impressive chest, making him bite his lip to keep from groping her uncontrollably

His hands slid over her stomach and lathered the flat plane of her sexy abdomen

"There you go" he said as he dropped his hands to his sides
 
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