Her best friends stepdad (closed)

Here we go again, Dave thought. I just gotta get this right, just gotta work out what she wants from me if I'm gonna get what I want from her.

"Well," Dave said, thinking as fast as he could, his pants damp and ripe from his little accident. "Maybe we could go to my den and look at some of our work. The technical aspects of course. And reminisce about some of our colleagues. How does that sound?"
 
Do go get cleaned up first.

She smiled and shrugged at his idea it could be fun.
 
Dave gestured for Jazmyn to follow him. He actually wanted to follow her, put his hands on her, guide her along the hall and up the stairs to his room. But he decided not to push his luck. Getting her to his room was enough. And her positive reaction to watching porn from a 'technical' point of view was more than he could have hoped for given her up and down reactions to everything he'd said and done since they'd met.

Dave's den was large and comfortable, room for a daybed, his computer desk on wheels, and a flatscreen. Light streamed into the room from the large window over the front porch which gave him a view of the street and anyone coming and going from the house. He showed her the view, taking pleasure from standing so close and even touching up against her, but trying very hard not to over play his hand. She really was beyond delectable, and it was all he could do not to simply grab her and plant his face on hers. But he sat Jazmyn down on the daybed, then stepped into the ensuite where he had a pair of trousers hanging up in the closet, changed out of his soiled pair, freshened up and returned.

To his complete satisfaction Jazmyn was still there where he'd left her.

"So," he said trying to sound as neutral as he could, "our work."

Dave pulled the table over, sat on the daybed next to Jazmyn, and woke the computer.

"Where should we start," he said, fingers poised over the keyboard.
 
Well what of mine have you ever watched all the way through? The Professor's Other woman? or maybe Second chances?
 
Jazmyn named two films Dave had seen all the way through.They were great. She was great. But they were classy, arthouse sex movies, and only available on pay-for-view. Besides it was getting late and Cassidy might return anytime. When Jazmyn agreed to come to his room he had figured it would be for sex. Watching 'The Professor's Other Woman' with her would be fine if they had all evening on their own.

"Yeah, sure," Dave said, gesturing for Jazmyn to sit on the daybed. "I was thinking, given it's getting late, maybe just some scenes, some shorter stuff. Pornhub maybe?"
 
She sighed.

If you think you can find something of mine worth watching on there go for it. Whatever.

She was less than impressed with the fact that it was just short little bits that he wanted to see. Nothing of real depth and creativity. Then again perhaps that is all it took for some men just those little snippets while to find the mood and desire it took more for her and most women. Grab the mind then the body is more apt to better respond and enjoy.
 
Dave could see Jazmyn wasn't impressed that he wanted to watch shorts and not one of her entire porn films. Cassidy might be home any minute and if he was going to get what he wanted from Jazmyn he didn't really want to have to lock the door. Cassidy would come looking for them and stand outside listening. Still, he wanted to keep Jazmyn happy which meant 'The Professor's Other Woman'.

The film wasn't on Pornhub in its entirety, so he logged onto his regular pay-for-view site. As the site loaded he looked back at Jazmyn, just sitting there in his den, alluring and mysterious, any man's wet dream come true. She was just sitting as if they were going to watch any old movie. Should he run downstairs for popcorn?

The site loaded. He selected the drop down. Jazmyn was in his favourites. He clicked. A page of thumbs appeared. Fuck, she was prolific. How many full length features was that a year? He found the film she wanted and clicked again. The wheel of death turned and then an opening credit appeared.
 
Kane Daniels did alright as the professor but I actually could have pictured you there in that role too

She smirked as she loved the opening scene watching her sitting there in the front row when the professor turned around nearly falling over the edge of his desk. The torture in his eyes as she smiled sweetly knowing all the memories going through his head of their time of getting so close but him always stopping himself from going too far while she was still underage. Now her freshman year she was there sitting front and center in his class. After class slipping the key to her condo into his pocket and leaving him with the words

We should have another movie night Scott like old times except now... It's all... legal.

Her swaying out the door and all the tension building up over various outfits she wore to class and the dance team exhibition the school was invited to and just how risque the coach let her get with her solo routine. Their first time ended up being in his office forceful and passionate. The professor had also learned it was her first time as well. He was engaged to his boss's daughter a little 3-minute ice queen who hated sex in all honesty but suspected that she had to let him do something to keep him. So he had job security and a lover who was just as wild if not wilder and very fantasy imaginative as well.
 
The movie was better than Dave remembered. Jazmyn was fabulous of course, sexy and flirtatious and cock-hardeningly delectable. It was Kane Daniels Dave had no time for. He remembered him from his own porn days, a guy with a high opinion of himself who spent most of his time offset supplying the starlets with cocaine and booze, and pretty much leaving a lot of wreckage in his wake.

The ice queen wife Dave remembered too. Andrea Delaney. He wondered what she was doing now. He'd fucked her several times when she was at the top of her career and he was just third cock from the left. Andrea was a sort of femme fatale who did a gangbang routine starting out in a black spray on dress and elbow length gloves, and ending up naked and covered in cum, the usual stuff.

Dave kept switching his eyes from the TV to Jazmyn and back, wondering how she'd react to seeing herself fucking on screen, and wondering how he'd keep his cock in his pants. And when she said she imagined Dave in the professor's role, he wondered if she was just toying with him. Kane was an actor. He got lines in films. He got to strut about and talk, and wave his arms as well as his cock. Dave doubted Jazmyn had heard him say three lines in a film. He had trouble remembering that many himself.

But it was nice of her to say it, all the same.

"Thanks," he said. "And I'd have loved playing opposite you." Maybe I can play opposite you now, he thought.
 
She smirked at the scene where she hid under his desk and toyed with him while he talked to his fiancee and her father. And how that had progressed to urgent rampant fucking in his office and a very sensual tender lovemaking in the massive kingsized bed in her condo

You still could.
 
Dave realised he wasn't going to get a much better invitation. But still he hesitated for a moment. Jazmyn had toyed with him all day. Was now any different?

Dave watched her smirking at the scene where Jazmyn hid under the bed and stroked the professor while he tried to talk to Andrea and his father. And then when they were alone, Jazmyn came out from under the bed and she and Kane Daniels fucked long and hard. Maybe this was a favourite of hers. Maybe Dave could re-enact with Jazmyn.

He smiled broadly at her. Dave was hard thinking about what he was about to ask. "So do you have a favourite scene from The Professor's Other Woman? Maybe we could re-enact it. Now."
 
Well that first time in his office or right after his fiancee and her father left the office. I did however love toying with him while he tried to talk to his fiancee and her dad and not lose it.

She smiled.
 
Dave noted the word 'toying'. Well, that's what Jazmyn has been doing to me all along, he thought. Still, this is it, but exactly what to do. If I jump her....no, this will take some finesse. And why not, if I want the relationship to last. Be cool, think about Jazmyn, not just yourself.

And then Dave's mobile rang. Fran. Calling from wherever she was for work. He answered and heard himself offering her one word answers.

And all the while Jazmyn just smiled up at him, sliding closer on the couch.
 
Tease him her own way o as she did the professor in the movie... Decisions decisions. She moved closer and let her hand reach out to caress at first innocently down his arm
 
Fran was asking about the dog. And the mail. Had she had any calls? "No," Dave said. "No calls. The dog's fine. Yes, I walked it this morning."

Jazmyn's hand was on his arm. He shivered. Fran asked something which he missed. Where was her hand going?
 
A smile as her hand moved to caress over his chest wriggling silently closer. With a soft lick of her lips she leaned close to his ear and left a soft nip.
 
When Jazmyn nipped his ear Dave hoped he hadn't yelped into the phone. Fran's incessant questions about the dog and Cassidy and were there any callers, wasn't interrupted, so he guessed she hadn't noticed anything. Jazmyn's caressing his chest was getting serious. He was hoping to put the phone down before she unbuttoned his shirt, if that's where Jazmyn was going. Or maybe lower, he hoped. Dave was just going to go with it and see where Jazmyn was leading.
 
She moved her hand over his shirt and toyed softly with the buttons till her hand felt no cloth between his chest and her hand. Another soft nip to his earlobe and then her lips and teeth at his neck with a soft gasped breath while her hand danced fingernails gently tauntingly over his bared chest.
 
"Gotta go Fran. Someone at the door." Dave dropped the phone on the floor. He could feel Jazmyn's mouth on his ear, and her hand on his chest where she'd opened his shirt. The Professor's Other Woman was still playing on the computer where he could see Jazmyn sucking the Professor's cock.

"That's what I want you to do," he said.
 
The line right before that moment fell from her lips

What's in it for me... lover

She nuzzled at his neck again as her fingernails danced over his waistline
 
"What's in for me...lover?"

Dave was in two minds as to whether Jazmyn had spoken in the room or on the film. But did it matter? This was a negotiation now. Her face was against his neck and her fingers were feeling round the top of his trousers. Quite frankly, anything she wanted was hers. She only had to ask.

But he knew what she really wanted. And maybe why she was here, in this house, being Cassidy's new college friend. Jazmyn wanted protection from Bernie St.Castle. But where the fuck was he?
 
She suddenly felt a seriousness around him suddenly as she snuggled closer still taunting his body as her fingertips danced around his waist. She would have been just as happy with him quoting the movie as any offer could think of on his own. So she opted to tease a little more.

What's wrong lover... Cat got your tongue?
 
"Mmmmm." Dave was nearly overcome with Jazmyn's touch on his bare flesh, but also with thinking about what she had asked him. 'What's in it for me?' And she had called him lover, at least she did in the movie.

He glanced aside to where on the screen Jazmyn and the Professor were fucking, missionary style, but filmed from behind. Dave watched Kane Daniels fucking Jazmyn deep and hard, his ass up and his balls bouncing between her parted thighs and knees angled across his back, the ubiquitous high heeled shoes dangling on her feet. It was romantic and artistic sure. Everything Jazmyn did was like that. But it was sexy and arousing and animalistic all the same.

"What's wrong?" she asked, here in the room, not in the film.

Dave turned and held his face up close to hers. She smelled warm and soft and clean, desirable. He imagined burying his face in hers, kissing her, and then....
 
Her tongue darted out licking his lips with a purr. She whimpered as she moved over closer still to him as she reached to move his hands to her waist.

Let's just see where this leads us.
 
Dave just let Jazmyn do whatever she wanted. Her tongue licking his lips was electric. Her hands on his, positioning them on her waist, was going in just the right direction.

The onscreen fucking was reaching a crescendo. Dave looked deeply into Jazmyn's eyes, waiting for that purr again as he held her tight. She was ready to be kissed, he thought, and willing. He lowered his lips to hers.
 
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