tempted and teased

[oneworldlyguy]

OOC: I am looking to start a thread in which my character (an older, married man) naively gets too close to the college girl next door. Through a series of incidents they wind up passionately involved. There is also the possibility of having someone RP the wife- who may get involved with the girl, just watch the other two together, or be with both of them at the same time.

My Character: John, age 46, muscular swimmers body at 6'2" and 180 lbs. Some grey hairs, but overall, looks great for his age.

IC: It was another perfect day in Paradise and John thought he would do a few laps in the backyard pool before his 10 AM meeting. He changed quickly and headed out back, smiling as he looked at the pool. While most of his neighbors had a round pool that functioned only as a place for the kids to play while the stay-at-home moms lounged, his was a real pool. 25 yards long in only 2 lanes wide, but enough that he could put in a real workout. Donning his goggles and diving in John was reminded of his college swim-team days. He hadn't been bad at all, competing at Nationals both his Junior and Senior year- but those days are in the past- now he is just happy that he learned such healthy habits and has been able to stay strong. At 46 years old, he still looked lean and muscular. At the office, he was more fit than most of the 20-somethings they hired, and that made him feel good about himself.

After swimming his requisite mile, John climbed out of the pool and grabbed his towel. Throwing it over his shoulder he heads back into the house. While he is doing that he glances over the low fence into the neighbors yard where he sees their daughter coming out of the house to sun herself in the backyard. "That suit would never hold up for lap swimming" he chuckles to himself. As she notices him and smiles, John waves, but then realizes he is standing there in a Speedo. Normal enough at a competitive pool, but slightly awkward over the back fence. He hopes she doesn't notice and fearing that she could even see his 'package,' he wraps the towel around his waist.

"Morning" he calls over the fence. "Beautiful day isn't it?"

"Yes, it is." She responds back and John heads inside to shower and put on his suit.

When he heads out the front door, he glances over his shoulder to see that the neighbor girl has undone the straps to her top and is enjoying the sun. "Ah, the carefree days of youth" he thinks to himself as he opens the door on his BMW convertible and heads in to the office.

 

[oneworldlyguy]

bump bump bump

 

[FireFly12349]

OOC: Do you mind if I jump in?

IC
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Jenni McGraw was home for the summer from college. Her ex-boyfriend, Doug, was home too. She was avoiding him at all costs, trying to steer clear of his usual hang-out destinations and keeping mostly to her paradise-like home. The large, round pool in their back yard was rimmed with beautiful sand-stone and perfectly trimmed foliage.

She would lounge there yet again today, waking up at ten and rolling from the tangle of sheets and blankets. Her thick, glossy curls fell over her shoulders in a mass of twists and tangles, looking vaguely like a lion's mane. Her camisole and pajama shorts were wrinkled and in disarray as she stumbled down the staircase and into the kitchen, throwing open the pantry to peer inside. She plucked a box of Cap'n Crunch from the shelf and poured herself a bowl, eating quickly and dumping her dishes in the sink before returning to her room and changing into her new bikini (http://blogs.trb.com/features/consumer/shopping/blog/bathsuit.jpg ).

Twisting her hair into a bun on the top of her head, she plucked her sunglasses from the night table and slid them onto her face, grabbing her tanning oil and a towel as she made her way onto the back patio. Just as she was setting up her things on the chaise lounge, she heard the splashes of the neighbor exiting their own pool. She knew him vaguely, only acknowledging him slightly at neighborhood block parties or at the supermarket. He was older, but still VERY attractive. His body still resembled that of a young swimmer, his arms and legs toned beyond belief.

She waved and he waved back, then wrapped his towel around his waist. But not before she saw the size of the bulge in his Speedo. It was considerably large, and rather impressive. She smiled to herself, Lucky wife. she thought.

Morning! Beautiful day isn't it? he called over the low fence.

Yes, it is!" she called back with a smile, stretching out on her back in the sun and untying the ties of her bikini top so she wouldn't get tan lines. Sighing contently, she let her mind wander. Her thoughts were only disturbed when there was the soft rumble of a car engine across the yards. She looked up to see the man driving away, his thick, shining hair blowing in the wind made by his car.

Jenni watched the car until it was out of sight, then relaxed once more, this time thinking about the husband nect door. He would be a good distraction from Doug, and perfect all around. It could be like a game with the wife too, trick her each day while he sneaked away to her house...

She smirked at the thought and spritzed some more oil on her skin, thoughts and ideas racing through her mind...

 

[Joycelet]

Joyce (John's wife)

I know all about a scenario just like this - My husband ogles the college girl next door, especially when she sunbathes nude in her back yard right in view of our upper window, while her parents were at work.

And what a relief. If he starts getting intimate with her it wouldnt be such a burden on me to keep him happy at night.

Besides, if I get lucky, I might get a taste of her too because I have liked girls ever since my experience at college

 

[oneworldlyguy]

OOC: glad to have you

IC:

John had one hell of a day at work and was really looking forward to getting home. As he left the office, he couldn't help but put the top down on the car and turn the music up. He listened to one of those old-people stations, the ones that played the songs from his teenage years mixed with just enough of the current hits that the listener feels like they are 'in the know.'

So with the music blaring he was feeling pretty good by the time he got to his neighborhood "I'm just going to stop and pick up a nice bouquet of flowers for Joyce" he thought. "With any luck, it might just rekindle a little spark. Better get a good bottle of wine, too" was his next thought. So after buying a dozen long-stem roses and a bottle of '97 Brunello di Montalcino- he was back in the car driving the last few blocks home.

As he pulled into the driveway John was feeling pretty good about himself and his evening ahead. He parked the car, through his jacket over his shoulder and grabbed the gifts for his wife. But as he turned to head towards the house, he noticed HER again. The neighbor girl.

No longer in a bikini, she was now wearing a very well-cut dress. "Must be headed out on a date" he guessed. "Well that is one lucky son-of-a-bitch if he gets her out of that dress tonight." John paused for just a second too long to admire her long, sexy legs and pert breasts as she practically floated towards her car to leave. Catching himself, he quickly turned to go inside. "Shit," he mumbled under his breath. "That game is for men much younger than I."

He headed in and presented Joyce with the flowers and wine. She seemed pleased, but not as excited as he had hoped. The evening proceeded as they worked their way through the nice bottle of wine he had bought, then opened another bottle from the wine cellar. After the third glass, they headed upstairs. He did love his wife, and, she was definitely still sexy after all these years of marriage, but sometimes, sometimes, he wondered if she was still into him.

Upstairs he and Joyce were getting ready for bed. John was standing by the open window wearing only a pajama pant when he noticed headlights turn into the driveway next door. "Huh, must have been a dud of a date," he smiled inwardly to himself.

 

[FireFly12349]

Jenni had primped for nearly and hour before tearing her closet apart to find the perfect dress. She finally settled on the bubble-gum pink, ultra-cowl-neck dress that she had bought nearly a month ago. ( http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/31Ao0QFZyjL._SS400_.jpg ) It still fit her like a dream and she felt like a million bucks as she strut out to her car, taking note of her neighbor as he sped into his driveway, one of her favorite songs playing on the radio.

She bit her lip, the prior thoughts of the day flooding back before she could stop them. Lucky wife...and that woman was pretty attractive herself...Jenni quickly cleared her head, sliding into her car to go out on the date she was prepared for. Ken, the boy who asked her out, was from the town 20 minutes away and was pretty hot. She wasn't all that impressed, but it was worth a shot.

He was 22, she was 20, not too bad. As she started her car, she caught a glimpse of her neighbor bringing in flowers and wine, clearly for the wife. Smirking to herself, she thought that might all change soon... and sped off to the bar where the date was scheduled to take place.

When she stepped inside, all eyes were on her. She was clearly the most attractive woman and best dressed there, but she didn't boast it, just walked over to her date and greeted him with a light hug before settling into the stool beside him. They talked for a little while before ordering some appetizers, and ate a bit of them before he tried to slide a hand up her dress. At first she thought it was just a slip of the fingers because his hand had rested on her knee for a majority of their date.

When the digits kept going, she jerked away, "YOU PERV!" She cried, half the bar turning to stare. She glared at him and he blanched, starting to stutter, "Shut up! Don't ever talk to me again!" Now the entire bar was staring at him in disgust as she stormed out.

It didn't take long to get home and she was fuming. How DARE he try to do that! She was no prude, that's for sure, but Jenni was definitely not some easy slut. She pulled into her driveway only an hour and a half later, slamming the car door behind her. She glanced up, out of habit, and caught a silhouette in the window of the neighboring house. It was John.

She waved at him as she stood in the pool of light cast by the window and blew him a light kiss before slinking back into her house, hips swaying. She had set her trap, now all she needed to do was wait.

 

[oneworldlyguy]

John watched the girl get out of her car and begin walking towards the house. "Was that dress really bubble-gum pink?!?" he thought to himself. Not that it really mattered what color it was; all he really noticed were her legs anyway.

He cast a quick look over his shoulder to see what Joyce was up to- seems she was still in the bathroom, so he lingered a little longer at the window watching the neighbor work her way into the house. As she got close to the door, he saw her turn and put her hand to her mouth... wait, was she blowing him a kiss? John blushed and turned away from the window, just was Joyce came back into the bedroom.

"What's wrong with you?" She demanded.

"Wh- what do you mean?" He had never been very good at playing dumb.

"Well, your all red in the face. What are you guilty of?" She moved quickly over to the window to see what he was doing, but by then the girl had gone inside. Joyce paused a second longer at the window before asking "Have you noticed the neighbor's daughter? Home from college. She's a looker, isn't she?"

John felt his face get even warmer, but before Joyce could turn back towards him he moved to the light switch and dimmed the lights. "The only woman I am looking at is you," he smiled at her. "Come to bed."

"Oh sweetheart, I've got a headache;" she squashed his feeble attempt at intimacy. Be a doll and turn the light the rest of the way out. John lay in bed for quite a while before finally falling asleep.

The next morning John was up early and decided to go out for a jog. It was already getting warm and by the time he got home an hour later it was in the 80s. As he jogged up the drive and noticed the mystery girl out washing her car. Instead of heading straight into the shower, he decided to go by and introduce himself.

“Hi,” He announced himself as he was getting close. She looked up from her bucket and smiled. “I’m John, I live next door.”

“I’ve seen you around.” She answered. “I’m Jenni.”

“Nice to meet you Jenni.” He was focusing all his attention on her eyes, fully aware of her amazing breasts in her bikini top and trying desperately not to let his eyes wander.

“I noticed you are quite the athlete.” She responded in a sweet tone. “Running today, swimming yesterday. You really take care of your body.”

“I guess you have to when you get older,” was John’s reply. “Anyway, I do like the pool. You know, if you ever want to swim laps, you are welcome.” As he said it, he felt pretty stupid. She had a pool in her backyard; it wasn’t like she wanted to come over and chase the lines in his pool. “Anyway, it was nice meeting you Jenni, I’m sure we will see each other around.” John turned and started back towards his house. He had to get some yard work done before it got too hot.

 

[FireFly12349]

Jenni locked the sliding glass door behind her. "Back so soon?" Her mother called from the den.

"Yeah!" she called, quickly throwing the nearest blanket around her shoulders, "He was a dud!" She hurried upstairs before her mother could come in to see her and changed into a sports bra and shorts, slipping back downstairs to watch the newest Keeping up With the Kardashians episode. She brought her laptop down too, IMing her college friends and home friends, even Skyping her cousin from across the country before finally going to bed.

When she woke up it was about nine thirty and her car was a wreck. There was mud splattered to the sides and bugs spattered on the windows. She cringed as she looked at it out the window of her room. Sighing, she changed into her favorite bikini top ( http://www.istockphoto.com/file_thu...46/2/istockphoto_10494946-sexy-bikini-top.jpg ) and black thong-bottoms with white shorts. She knew it was pretty racy, but all the best to tempt that neighbor of hers.

She added soap to a bucket of water and grabbed a sponge, heading outside. She wet the car with the hose and started to rub down the car, her breasts sliding across the sides and enhancing her impressive cleavage. She lifted one knee up onto the hood of the car to reach the roof when she saw the jogger turn the corner. Turning her full attention to him, she noticed it was her neighbor. She rubbed more slowly, letting her breasts wiggle with each spin of her arm.

Then she dismounted the car and bent over to wring out her sponge, her breasts nearly spilling out of her bikini. Her shorts were soaked now and the outline of her thong-bikini bottoms was visible. She saw him approaching and straightened, brushing a lock of damp hair from her brow.

"Hi, I'm John, I live next door." he announced himself, gesturing to the house just a few yards away.

Jenni batted her eyelashes, "I've seen you around. I'm Jenni." She introduced herself as well and put a hand on her slender hip.

“Nice to meet you Jenni.” He said, his eyes on her face, but she kept pushing out her chest and noticed his eyes flicker. Gotcha!

“I noticed you are quite the athlete.” She noted, her voice innocent and sweet, “Running today, swimming yesterday. You really take care of your body.” She let her eyes graze noticeably over him. He had a light sheen of sweat across his face and arms and the running shorts nicely enhanced his package.

“I guess you have to when you get older,” was John’s reply. “Anyway, I do like the pool. You know, if you ever want to swim laps, you are welcome.”

"Thanks, John." she replied in the same tone, licking her lips.

“Anyway, it was nice meeting you Jenni, I’m sure we will see each other around.” He started to retreat towards his own home and Jenni watched him, glancing around for something to get his attention again. She glanced at the hose and then quickly walked towards it, then flung herself to the ground.

"EEEEEK!" she cried out, rolling onto her side, "Ooooh ouch!" she groaned, clutching at her ankle. John was at her side in a flash.

"What happened?" he asked.

She gave a convincing whimper, "I--I tripped over the hose and twisted my ankle, see?" she extended her leg towards him so he could "examine her ankle". He gently pressed his fingers against it and she gripped his shoulder. "Ow!" she whimpered again.

 

[oneworldlyguy]

As John heard her scream he turned and sprinted towards Jenni. He saw her laying next to the hose holding her ankle and whimpering in pain. “What happened?” He wanted to know.

“I—tripped over the hose and twisted my ankle, see?” As she held up her ankle for him to examine, John took it gently in his hands. Her sounds of pain made him miserable. He needed to do something to help her feel better. That was when he noticed her hand on his shoulder. Not to mention her cool, wet chest pressing against his back.

He felt his heart quicken, but chalked it up to the sprint he had done to get over to her. Thinking quickly he commanded: “Lay back, let me get a look at this.”

As Jenni lay back, John moved to her feet, kneeling on one leg, he propped her hurt ankle up his knee. “Does this hurt?” John asked, pressing her ankle lightly.

“Yes.” Jenni answered.

“And this?” John wanted to know, pressing a little higher on her calf.

“Ouch, Damn that hurts.” Jenni cried out. She threw her head back, laying it on the ground and closing her eyes. John continued pressing lightly on different parts of her calf and ankle trying to assess how badly the ankle was hurt. He didn’t really notice any redness or swelling, but judging by the sounds of pain that Jenni was letting out, she was really hurt. He looked up from her ankle and was embarrassed to notice just how beautiful she was. Here the poor girl was in pain, and all he could do was think about how much he wished he was 15 years younger and single. Yet, he couldn’t help himself. She was laying there, in a bikini top that barely contained her amazing breasts. And now, with her top being cold and wet, her nipples were hard. John diverted his eyes back to her ankle, but almost instantly found his eyes wandering up the inside of Jenni’s leg.

“Shit,” John thought to himself. With her leg up like this, he noticed he could actually see up her shorts at what had to be the sexiest pair of sheer black underwear he had ever seen. “Stop it!” He chided himself. “You are going to embarrass yourself and this poor girl! OK,” he was trying to think clearly “just help her inside and get home.”

“Can you walk?” He asked Jenni.

“I, I don’t think so? Can you carry me inside?”

“Uh, yeah, sure.” He was talking himself through this: get her inside, get home. “OK, put your arm around my shoulder.” John coached as he moved to her side. As she reached around his shoulders, he could feel her ample chest press into his again. He put on arm around her very slippery back and the other under her legs.

John lifted her easily and carried her towards the house; and Jenny directed him as he carefully brought her to her bedroom where she told him she “would be able to elevate her leg and use her laptop to IM with her college friends.”

Truthfully, holding such a tight, young body that close had excited him a bit. So as he set her on the bed, he quickly turned and went to the window hoping his swollen member would go down before she noticed the bulge in his small running shorts.

It was then that he noticed her bedroom looked up to the window of his guest bedroom. “Sooo… unless you need anything else, I guess I’ll get outta hear.” John’s adrenaline was so high he felt shaky. “Your parents would probably not approve of some old neighbor guy hanging out in your room.”

 

[FireFly12349]

"...Can you carry me inside?" she asked, and he hurriedly obliged. Scooping her up with ease, she snuggled into him, one hand running over his impressive chest and the other arm draped over his shoulders, her wet breasts pressing into his body.

They crossed the threshold and she giggled weakly, "It's like we just got married," and heard him return with a hesitant chuckle. Smiling to herself. "The stairs are through there" she pointed through the living room and he followed her directions, "Up and to the right," she instructed once more, and he obeyed, gliding up the steps like she was weightless. "Second door." she concluded, and they walked into her large bedroom.

The walls were a pale yellow, almost white. The sheer curtains were a patterned white that were pulled to the side of each window. Her comforter was neatly tucked beneath her mattress, sheets pulled tight. The accent furniture was all white with crystal knobs and handles and her closet was propped open, revealing a few scandalous dresses and numerous sexy pairs of shoes. There was a small seating area in the far corner, blue and green arm chairs and a matching futon nestled comfortably together.

John settled her down onto her neatly made bed and she smiled at him. "Thank you so much, John." she purred, watching as he quickly turned and approached the window, but not before she noticed the bulge in his shorts, larger than the one she had noticed before.

“Sooo… unless you need anything else, I guess I’ll get outta hear. Your parents would probably not approve of some old neighbor guy hanging out in your room.” He said, still focused on the glass panes of her window.

"Oh, they're out for the day on a golfing trip, I'm sure they wouldn't mind anyway. It's not like you look your age anyway." She twirled a damp lock of hair and crossed her "good" leg over her "hurt" one, pretending to wince as her bad leg shifted. "In fact, I wouldn't think you were a day over twenty-five." she smiled at him again, biting her lip and adjusting her body to face him slightly, her breasts nearly spilling from her top.

"Your body is amazing for someone your age..." she mused, her eyes plainly roaming over his body, "It's better than most guys I've ever dated. Not a glimpse of fat on you."

 

[oneworldlyguy]

"Your body is amazing for someone your age..." she mused, her eyes plainly roaming over his body, "It's better than most guys I've ever dated. Not a glimpse of fat on you."

John's head was spinning. It almost seemed like this amazing, beautiful young woman was flirting with him. The rush of excitement was incredible. Things were happening so fast, he just needed a second to think. "I heard you moan in pain, does your leg still hurt? You know what, I'll run down to the kitchen and get you some ice."

He practically ran out of the room and when he got to the kitchen he took a deep breath. All he had tried to do was be nice. But when he was carrying Jenni in and that tight, young body of hers was pressed against him he was embarrassed to admit the thoughts that had crossed his mind. The ways he could make her happy! Then she even went so far as to talk about being married to him. He pictured going to bed next to such a beautiful creature and waking up in the morning to make love in the orange glow of morning light before going off to work. Or taking exotic trips around the world where they could enjoy each others' bodies on the beach, under the stars.

But he was already married, John reminded himself. And he did love Joyce, but they were not exactly a passionate couple anymore. Thoughts of Jenni lying on the bed upstairs pushed Joyce out of his mind too quickly. Did she really find him attractive? Could an older man such as himself really make such a dynamic, gorgeous young woman happy? Or maybe she was only teasing him. "Come on," he told himself, "It's not really any of that, she is just being nice and here you are thinking with your dick."

He rooted around the drawers and found a baggy. Filled it with ice, and headed back upstairs. As he walked through the doorway, he noticed Jenni was staring thoughtfully out the window, her hand resting on the strap for her bikini top. John was awestruck. The way her tan, firm skin stood out against the sheets. The way the white accent furniture and crystal lent the room an almost fairytale quality. And that body. GOD that body made him ache in a way that he never imagined possible.

Jenni slowly turned her head towards him and smiled. John was caught. He was sure that she saw him gawking at her irresistible form, hell, he was practically drooling. "I, uh, found the ice," he stammered. He took three short steps towards her before tripping a little bit in the rug. The ice baggy flew out of his hand and emptied. John fell to his knees next to the bed and as he looked up he noticed that pieces of ice had flown into her lap and, he was mortified to see, one piece landed between her ample, firm breasts.

Without thinking he reached out to start gathering the ice. Mumbling apologies, he avoided looking into Jenni's eyes; his large hands groping for pieces of ice in her lap until Jenni caught his hands, cupping them with her soft, feminine fingers.

 

[FireFly12349]

He tore from her bedroom and down the stairs to the kitchen so fast that Jenni barely had time to say thank you for his help. But, taking the absence as an oppourtunity, she started to primp.

Starting at the top, she fluffed her hair and ran her fingers through her thick waves, the sun filtering through the windows and making the auburn strands shine. After prepping her hair, she turned her attention to her bikini. Adjusting the top, she set her breasts and the strings of her bikini just so, so if a good pull, say, a pull in the midst of a heated make out session were applied, her bust would spill easily out if its confines. Wiggling her shorts a tad lower, she revealed a bit more of her stomach, slinging the waistband low on her hips.

Finally she examined her skin. It was perfectly tanned, not a tan-line in sight and not disgustingly dark either. Satisfied with the tone, she reached across her bed to grab her body lotion. Jenni squirted a glob into her palm and smoothed it over the flat plane of her abdomen, making in shine in the sunlight. She did the same thing with her chest and cleavage, then set the bottle aside.

When her primping was complete, she settled back against the plush pillows and turned to watch the cars go by, letting her fingers run along the straps of her top. Moments later, John came hurrying into the room. She saw him out of the corner of her eye, saw how he froze at the sight of her, saw how his eyes raked over Jenni's body...Slowly she turned so she was looking at him, a flirty smile spreading across her face.

"I, uh, found the ice," he stammered, and took only a few steps before stumbling on her throw rug, the ice bag flying from his grip and the cubes of water spilling all over the room. Jenni watched the crystals of ice as they landed all over. She felt a few slide over her stomach, leaving glistening tracks, settle in the crease between her legs as they pressed together, and one even landed squarely in her carefully adjusted cleavage.

Quickly he started to gather the ice and, his fingertips sliding over her skin as the cold cubes were gathered into his hands, only to melt and drip down his arm and back onto Jenni. Stifiling a giggle as he gathered the last few cubes of ice, she laid a hand over his, halting any movement. Her thin fingers wrapped around his hands and she parted them, letting the ice drop to the carpet.

"It's only water." she purred, batting her lashes, "But...you forgot one..." she pushed her bust towards him, bringing his hands up to her chest and pressing his fingers against her soft skin. She felt his fingers slide slowly down her cleavage, shakily grabbing the cold crystal and dropping it onto the pool that started to gather on the rug. "All better?" she asked, bringing his hand to her lips for her to kiss. The her lips moved to his neck.

She leaned over slowly, her eyes locking on his until she was close enough for him to feel her breath on his neck, then she pressed her mouth against his skin, feeling the beginnings of stubble against her flesh. She liked it. He tongue flickered out as her mouth sucked gently, Jenni's fingers intertwining with John's. She moved to another part of his neck, repeating her soft hickey. His slight gasp and a soft moan met her ears as she moved up to leave a trail of kisses on his jaw, then one on the corner of his mouth.

"Do you like that, honey?" she asked, her voice thick with seduction.

 

[oneworldlyguy]

"It's only water." she purred, batting her lashes, "But...you forgot one..." John heard Jenni say this and looked up to see her amazing breasts raise towards him. As she brought his hand to get the ice, he trembled. It was like a dream, one of those things that never happens to an honest guy. He managed to hold on to the ice cube despite the fact that all he could focus on was the feeling of her hands on his as she gently guided his fingers.

"All better?" Came that mesmerizing voice again. ‘All better? Was she serious? Sure, the ice cube is gone, that is definitely all better. But if his heart rate was any measurement, things were definitely not all better.‘ John was in shock. This beautiful, sexy girl was seducing in him and with a voice like that, she would get anything she wanted. As she brought his hand to her mouth, he thought about trying to leave and get back to his wife. When she kissed his neck, he forgot he was married. As she kissed her way up to his chin, sucking softly on his rough skin he locked his fingers into hers and forgot about everything.

"Do you like that, honey?" Her voice slid into his consciousness.

“I do” was all John could reply, bringing his loose hand behind Jenni’s neck and pulling her into a deep, sensual kiss. The paused there, one blissful, calm moment, before the storm of passion rose through him and he pressed harder against her lips, his lips parting hers and their tongues finding each other. He loved her taste and he slid his tongue deep into her mouth, he wanted her to know how badly he desired her.

John’s released his fingers from hers and reached that hand behind her lower back, pulling her body closer to him. As they continued to kiss, John’s fingers wrapped into the thin straps o the bikini top and he suddenly realized that the strings had gone slack- they must have come untied. Feeling very proud, Jenni reached back and took his hand again, bringing it back to her newly freed breasts. John did not tremble this time as he gently caressed the outside of the breast, then slid his hand down to the to the soft skin on the underside before drawing the back of his hand softly up to Jenni’s nipples, which his lightly took between his thumb and forefinger. Her breasts were immaculate. The perfection of youth and his hands caressed them with reverence.

It had been a long time since John had been so excited by a woman. Even longer since he had been with anybody other than Joyce. He fumbled a bit here and there, and worried about whether he was pleasing Jenni, but if the moans and exhalations coming from her lips were any sign, he thought he was doing pretty good. Suddenly Jenny moved. Still kissing him, she rolled up onto her knees…

 

[FireFly12349]

"I do" came John's hoarse voice, and she smiled for the split second that passed between those words and their kiss. He was hers. His hand cupped the back of her neck, holding her close to him. She moaned softly as his lips caressed hers, his mouth guiding Jenni's open, allowing him to attack her tongue with his own. She felt the hunger that fueled him, the longing that drove him onwards into her body.

Her tongue wrestled with his and she moaned again, almost a whine as she sucked his warm muscle, flicking the tip of his tongue with her own. She felt his hands abandon her fingers and one slide into the small of her back, finding the groove like it was the final piece of a puzzle. His other sought out her bikini straps, which had already fallen. Her top had slithered down in the heat of the moment, and she hadn't noticed. Moving one hand to the top of his and the other to caress his cheek, she guided his hand to her breast, then left it to roam as he hands pulled him to her lips, kissing him more feverishly.

John's hand moved over her breasts and she gasped as he hit her nipples, massaging them between his fingers. "Ooooh..." she moaned, her head falling back and her lips sliding from his. She gasped and let out a soft whine, then bent back to attack his mouth again.

As she continued to kiss him, she slid her knees up beneath her, so she was a bit taller than he was kneeling on the ground. She ignored his quick glance at her ankle, redirecting his attention to her breasts and mouth. "Oh, John, you feel wonderful." she sighed, her fingers curling around the hem of his running shirt, then, in a quick motion, barely separating their bodies, she pulled it off of him, leaving his perfect chest bare and pressed against her breasts.

 

[oneworldlyguy]

As Jenni rolled up onto her knees, John worried about her ankle. 'She must be in agony' he thought. She, however, didn't seem to be bothered he was quickly distracted by her hardening nipples.

As Jenni lifted his shirt, John opened his eyes. The afternoon light was coming through the window now, making the pale yellow of the walls brighter. If made if feel warm, comfortable. He felt like he belonged here, with her. Like he could spend hours with her on the blue and green furniture and making love to her every night in the soft bed.

He felt the pressure from Jenni's lips on his again and he welcomed her tongue back into his mouth. He felt her torso press against his now naked chest, that skin, so soft, sliding against his. Her nipples pressing into his toned pecs. Her stomach, so tight and flat meeting his well-defined abdominal muscles. Their bodies just fit together. Between the coolness of her skin and the excitement he was feeling, John got goosebumps. John took Jenni's bottom lip gently between his teeth. He had her breast in one hand and his other slid down her neck, along her side and reached around to hold her firm ass. John and let out a, low moan of pleasure.

With Jenny on her knees, John had to stretch his neck a bit to reach her lips, which he would gladly have done for hours, but Jenni had other plans. She pressed her lips into his one more time while bringing her hands up to his jaw and ears; then gently, she lowered his face to the her breasts where he immediately started using his tongue to tease her nipples. The moans that came from Jenni encouraged him. So while his lips and tongue played with her nipples and the soft skin surrounding them, his hands stroked lightly around the tops, sides and bottoms of her amazing chest. He definitely loved using his tongue to please a woman and Jenni definitely appreciated his work. He was hopeful he would get the chance to run his tongue over a lot more of her before the day was through.

 

[FireFly12349]

She felt his teeth take hold of her lower lip and nibble softly, making her shiver. One of his hands took a solid hold of her breast, kneading it slightly while their mouths wrestled. His other hand traced her contours from her neck down to her ass, taking a firm hold. She heard him moan and smiled to herself, she had him wrapped around her finger.

After another minute of their lips locked, she took his face in her hands and gently led his head down to her breasts, releasing her hold and knotting her fingers in his hair as his tongue began to work. She felt her head tip back and her lips part, but no noise was able to come out. His tongue massaged her hard nipples, making them stand straighter and firmer. His lips sucked the skin around her nipple, leaving a hickey on each breast.

John's hands slid from her ass to the sides of her breasts, massaging and kneading them as his mouth explored her chest. "Ooooh god..." she finally managed to gasp, a moan following directly after. "Oh, John...shit..." her voice was soft and hoarse as she pushed her chest farther into his mouth, longing for more...more!

Her fingers abandoned his hair and slid down her abdomen to the waistband of her shorts, her fingers sliding inside them and pressing against her cunt through the thin material of her thong. She massaged it lightly, moans pouring from her lips and John's name mingling with them. Her fingertips creeped beneath her underwear to brush her clit just as a voice carried from outside the window:

"John? Honey are you back from your run?" It was the Mrs. Jesus! Couldn't she lay off the man? He's grown up, he can take care of himself! "John, remember we have brunch with my mother today?"

Frustrated, Jenni sighs and John quickly jumps away, a look of recognition then utter bewilderment appearing on his face. "What did I just do?" she heard him say.

Jenni just leaned back on her bed, disappointed, "Take the back door and run around the corner from the street." her eyes met his and she said, "I'll be home all day tomorrow, stop by whenever you want." She blew him a kiss and didn't bother to clothe herself as he left.

 

[oneworldlyguy]

The sounds that escaped Jenni's lips drove John wild. Listening to her breathe his name between the moans of ecstasy drove him to the edge and it wasn't until later that he realized that he had actually left hickeys on each of her breasts. But he didn't care. All he cared about was how good it felt to be with Jenni, to have her nipples in his mouth, to feel her so close.

When he first heard Joyce's voice, he didn't register that it was he she was calling to. "John, honey..." all he wanted was for the voice that was distracting him to stop. Instead, it persisted, grating "...Remember, we have brunch with my mother..."

"FUCK!" John thought to himself. "That's me. FUCK! That's Joyce. That's my WIFE, and here I am, taking advantage of this poor, injured girl." The words escaped his lips: "What did I just do?"

Jenni's voice of reason came to his aid: "Take the back door." As he was leaving the room, he heard her say something else; something about all day tomorrow. 'Tomorrow... all day... back door' the thoughts got jumbled in his head and he found his mind wandering back to the half-naked girl on the bed and the things he would never be brave enough to ask her for. What was he thinking. He was married. He needed to go home to his wife. "What did I just do?" He asked himself again.

John went through the backyard and came out on the adjoining street. He sprinted a block away from his house before turning around and running at a fast clip back. If he was going to make up a story about why he was gone this long, he darn well better be sweating. He jogged into the driveway, his heartbeat drumming in his ears. John wasn't sure if it was from the running or from what had just happened at the neighbor's house. Didn't really matter, he thought as he went through the gate to the backyard, past the swimming pool and into the kitchen.

"Hi Sweetheart" he called out to Joyce. "I just had the best run. I made it over 10 miles." John tried to look proud and monitor her reaction to see if she was suspicious. He couldn't figure out why she thought yelling from the driveway would bring him back from a run. "Hey, don't we have something planned later this morning? Remind me will you?"

"John, you always forget what's important to me," she nagged. "We're meeting my mother at the country club for a late brunch. You've got about 20 minutes before we leave so, for god's sake, take a shower and get dressed."

Relieved to be able to get away, John headed upstairs and gathered his clothes for the shower. As he headed down the hall he looked into the guest bedroom. Wait, the guest bedroom. The window. Listening carefully he was able to figure out that Joyce was feverishly making her famous fried brownies with fresh raspberry filling. It was an intense recipe that didn't really allow her to do anything else while she was cooking- John went to the bathroom and started the shower. Then quietly snuck back to the guest bedroom in the hopes of seeing Jenni in her room.

Just the thought of her down there, still topless, reminded him of how excited he was. He began stroking himself through his shorts. 'What are you doing, this is silly,' he thought. Go back to the shower and get ready. As he turned to head back to the shower, he took one last look out the window, hoping to just catch a glance of her, even if she were only taking out the trash. Anything to remind him that she was real...

 

[FireFly12349]

Jenni lounged on her bed, topless, for another few minutes until she heard the voices outside. She got to her feet and stood in front of the window, in plain sight, as John's wife chewed him out for forgetting the brunch. She snorted slightly, why did this woman have her panties in such a twist? Jenni rolled her eyes, Snob, much? she thought to herself.

After John was ordered into the house, Jenni saw the wife sigh, her shoulders slump and her head shake. Jenni's head cocked to the side as she watched the middle-aged woman run a hand through her graying hair and start to look around. It took a moment for Joyce to catch sight of Jenni in the window, and another moment to notice that she was topless. The young girl's head was tilted in such a way that made it look like she was unsire of what was going on, like she was curious.

Joyce's eyes fell to Jenni's chest and a smile curled over the collegiate's lips. One eye closed in a slow wink before leaving Joyce standing in the driveway, stunned and wondering if the girl next door had just put a move on her.

After pulling on a camisole, without a bikini top or bra, she slinked down the stairs and into the kitchen, surveying the room and the adjoining living room. When her gaze drifted across the sliding glass doors that led to the patio and driveway, she noticed the car-washing supplies still lying in the driveway. Quickly she bolted upstairs and wrapped her "injured" ankle in ACE wrap, then hurried back to the door and started to hobble out to the car.

Jenni bent down, giving a convincing wince as she did so, to gather up the bucket and toss its soapy contents over the cherry red car. She threw the bucket over the fence into the grassy yard and then used a rag to wipe down what areas of the car her feigned injury would allow. When she paused to lean against the hood and pretend to rest her ankle, she glanced up to John's house she saw his form pass in front of the window, then saw it pause.

Glancing around, she saw no Joyce near any window, so she turned back to the one occupied by John and bit her lip seductively, her fingers gliding down her body and starting to rub her sex through her shorts. She parted her lips in a mock moan and rolled her head, tossing her hair. She added a little thrust to her hips as her fingers moved to her thighs, rubbing them. She looked back at the window and met John's eyes, then mouthed his name before turning around, letting him see the top of her thong before she gathered the rest of the items and limped away, back into the house.

 

[oneworldlyguy]

John relaxed and smiled to himself when Jenny appeared. He felt a feeling of happiness well up in him as he thought about their stolen moment together and how lucky he was that he was there when she tripped and hurt her ankle. He watched her tenderly walk out to finish washing her car, handicapped by that ankle which she had wrapped carefully.

Regardless of how this comes out, she had changed him. She made him feel young again. Made him realize that he didn’t have to settle for a mundane life of brunches with the in-laws and mundane sex every other week. Jenny had shown him that he had more going for him than that and things were going to change.

Jenny was leaning on the hood. She was so sexy, so young, ‘Wait,’ John caught himself. ‘What is she doing? Is she…” He couldn’t believe what he was seeing. She was being so bold- but he thought about her invitation back tomorrow… Maybe she was a bit less innocent than he originally thought. As she touched herself and thrust her hips, John watched, mouth agape. When her lips parted, he was sure that she was calling his name. He blinked, but before he knew it, she had packed up and gone, leaving him with an erection that couldn’t be ignored.

John hustled to the shower. He started the hot water and his mind drifted back to the bed, holding Jenny’s amazing breasts in his mouth, unconsciously his lips parted a small bit- he could still taste the hard nipples, still feel her skin respond as he caressed it. His hand slid down to his crotch and wrapped around his penis. He began to stroke slowly as the thought about what would have happened if Joyce hadn’t ruined everything. He imagined Jenny’s small mouth opening wide to take the head of his cock in, running her tongue up and down the shaft of his hard-on. His stroking quickened as he thought about her on her back as he entered her, sliding into her tight, wet pussy. He could practically hear her moans as she took in his whole length, and he pumped harder and harder, thinking about how she would call out his name, telling him to fuck her hard, asking him to do things that Joyce would never even consider.

John’s muscles clenched and he felt an amazing release as he came all over the shower floor. He continued stroking as his dick pulsed; nursing the last bit of pleasure from his orgasm; he smiled and opened his eyes.

“If you’re done, we need to leave in 15 minutes.” Joyce said, staring him up and down, but instead of hearing the normal harshness in her voice, he sensed something, something like amusement, or maybe arousal. John couldn’t understand what might have changed to cause that! John just laughed to himself and finished getting ready.

The rest of the day was tedious. If was filled with in-laws talking about how he should do more for Joyce, how John hadn’t given Joyce children, not-to-mention didn’t make enough money to allow Joyce to stay home and raise the nonexistent little ones. But John endured if with more grace than normal, because he knew that tomorrow was another day.

That night, before falling asleep, John casually mentioned to Joyce that he was going hiking the next day. “Cause you are such a hiker?” she questioned. “It’s the new partner at the firm, he is insisting that we get out and ‘commune with nature.’” John lied. “Whatever, just make sure you don’t get lost out there.” Was all she could say. But John fell asleep with a smile knowing that tomorrow would be special.

 

[Joycelet]

Joyce

I had seen everything. I saw him return from his run and stop to talk to the little hottie next door. Then something happenned and he was on his knees rubbing her ankle and leg, and then picked her up and carried her inside.

I ran from the front window to the guest room, knowing that the window looked right into her bedroom across our driveway. He laid her o n the bed and she had her legs up. Then when he left the room I saw her fiddling with herself, and knew she was trying to seduce him which woluldnt be difficult. I'd done the same thing way back when, but now he was tired of his old gray bag and no doubt would be interested in some new young talent.

Then John was back in the opicture, kneeling next to her bed. MY God! then he kissed her and before long her bikini top was off and he was nuzzling her pretty breasts. Frankly I was jealous. I hadnt sucked a girl's breast since the lady I know at the spa let me while we showered together.

So I went downstairs and out in the driveway, shrieked in my nastiest voice "NJohn - are you back from your run?"

Then I reminded him of our luncheon date which we really had, and as he got ready I looked out the kitchen window and saw her in her window topless, and fingering her pussy. My mouth watered at the thought. The woman at the spa tasted wonderful but Jenni would far exceed that old broad.

As we drove to the club , I said nothing, planning to talk to John about it later this evening when we went to bed. I will tell him I approve of his choice and wish he would share it with me. At least I will insist he tell me about everything they say and do with each other.

 

[FireFly12349]

Jenni lounged in her room, glancing through her favorite porn videos before letting her thoughts drift back to the family next door. The wife could use some work, she was a little hard-nosed and looked like she had a stick up her ass most of the time, but Jenni would move to her in due time. Right now was all about John, and only John.

She watched the screen of her laptop as the movie began, the young girl, barely 20, lounging by her hottub. She nipples were clearly seen through her tiny while bathing suit. An older man whose business there was unknown, but he started to flirt anyway. She returned the action, her fingers running down the center of his abdomen, then sliding down to take his cock in her mouth.

The noises that escaped his lips made Jenni squirm. Hearing the sex, not exactly seeing it is what always got her hot. The whimpers and moans, the screams and wails, it's what sent her over the edge.

When the actors were both naked, she stripped herself of clothing as well. When she heard the screams and yells of "Fuck yes! FUCK!" from the computer, she started to touch herself. Her fingers danced over her bare lips, spreading them slightly before plunging her fingers in, thrusting her own digits in time with the cock in the video.

It was getting dark now as she masturbated, her family would be home soon. Jenni felt her fingertips punch her g-pot, sent her hips bucking wildly. She closed her eyes, lips parting as small noises escaped her mouth. "Oh...oh...uh...AAAH!" her head rolled on the bed as her screams matched the screams of the pornstar on the video. "OH FUCK! OH...JOHN!" she wailed as cum started to explode from her cunt...

It took a little while to clean her comforter before her family returned, but she managed, drifting off to sleep and dreaming of her new friend.

 

[oneworldlyguy]

John woke early the next day, he quietly got out of bed, trying not to disturb Joyce so that she wouldn't wake up and he wouldn't have to lie to her again. He took a shower, shaved his face, even though he didn't really need it and put on his favorite after shave. After that he dressed in a pair of hiking shorts and synthetic T-shirt, put on a pair of trail runners and began packing for a day of 'hiking.'

He put the basics in a backpack, some snacks, a hat, pair of binoculars. Really anything he could find that reminded him of the outdoors. But he also snuck in a pair of his best fitting pants and a nice form fitting shirt that he could change into. He had an extra pair of shoes in the trunk of his car already.

As he was about to leave he glanced over at the bed where Joyce was sleeping soundly. She was attractive; and in their day they had had some pretty passionate sex, but after being married so long it wasn't really anyone's fault that things had gotten mundane. He promised himself, he would try to spice things up with Joyce at some point. He certainly could think of ways that their sex life could rekindle itself, he just didn't think she was willing. And besides, it was practically too late anyway- how could he pass up the opportunity to try things with Jenni? Hell, even if Joyce was 'still attractive' Jenny was "Fucking Gorgeous." And she had already shown herself to be quite the little minx. No man in his right mind would pass up an chance to spend a day (or much, much longer) with her.

With that, John headed out the front door. If he was going to make this work, he would have to be smart. First, he needed to change. Easy enough- he drove his car to the gym, checked in and headed to the locker room.

"How's it going, John?" Ben's voice boomed through the locker room, so much for being discreet.

"Hey Ben, long time no see."

"Yeah, you haven't been in here for a few weeks. Everything ok?" Ben always was nosy.

"Fine," John tried to be polite but short. "You know me, when the weather turns nice, I swim in my pool and run outdoors. OK, I'll see you soon."

"Leaving so quickly?" Damn Ben. "Did you even work out?"

"I was out birding before dawn, just wanted to stop in and change. Listen, Ben, Gotta go- see you." John really needed to cut him off before his story got too complicated.

"OK John, I'll see you." Ben looked hurt, but John didn't really care at this moment. He'd make it up to him later by inviting him for a round of golf or something. And with that, John was out of the gym and back in his car. Now for the hard part.

John crossed town and swung into a convenience store. It had been a long time since he had been with anyone other than Joyce, and he had had a vasectomy years ago, but he didn't want to risk missing out on a chance because some sex-ed teacher had impressed upon her that there was no reason to risk unprotected sex. At first, he picked up the single condom, but then thought better of it and in a moment of hopefulness put it back and grabbed a pack of 6. John paid with cash and walked back to his car. So far so good. Next step...

John drove to the East side of town. It was a nice part of town, he could leave his car at the mall anonymously and, more importantly, none of his friends or in-laws would be caught dead going to the mall when they could buy 'designer' items from the boutiques down by the waterfront. He grabbed a taxi and had it drop him about 2 blocks from his house. John looked at his watch- 11AM.

He walked the last two blocks with a quick step, and the whole way he noticed things about his neighborhood that had never mattered before- how majestic the trees were, how lush the foliage was, how well tended the gardens were. SHIT, flowers would have been the perfect touch. DAMN- why didn't he think of that sooner. Looking around, he spied the rose bush in Robs garden. He knew that Suzanne had been nurturing those plants for years, but desperate times and all, he reached over the fence and plucked a single, red rose; not without sustaining several thorns in his fingers. Yet feeling triumphant, John cut through a hedge and into Jenni's back yard.

He tried the back door. It was open. He quietly let himself in and locked the door behind him. Calling out quietly, he made his way through the house- trusting that Jenni was correct when she said that her parents would be away playing golf. "Jenni, it's me..." he called again.

 

[FireFly12349]

The next morning, Jenni awoke around nine. Her parents were packing the car with their golf clubs and argile sweaters, something she would never let them wear when she went out with them in public. She pulled on an over sized t-shirt and a pair of shorts before making her way downstairs and out to the driveway where they were almost finished shiving their belongings in the trunk.

"Hey Jenni-bean!" Her father called out, making Jenni flinch. She hated that nickname.

"Hey, Dad; hey, Mom." she answered with a yawn, stretching her arms high in the air. She shook the messy bun that topped her head and glanced around. It was a wonderful day, warm but not sweltering, clear skies, the smell of blooms in the air and birds swooping from tree to tree.

"Are you going to be okay alone todayl Jen?" Louise McGraw asked, approaching her daughter and draping an arm over the collegiate's shoulders.

"Yeah, Mom, I'll be fine. I may have a friend over." She fought a smirk and bit the inside of her cheek, trying not to smile.

"Oh!" Her mom exclaimed, "I'm so glad some of your old friends are finally home from school! I still think that your school lets out too early..." she sighed, then brightened again, "Who's home?"

Jenni shrugged, "Probably Nikki or Jonah or Riley." She waved an hand in the air, dismissing the topic. "You guys have fun, earn us some more money from that new client! Shmooze it up!"

She ducked out from under her mother's arm and retreated to the house, but not before planting a kiss on her father's cheek and giving Louise a tight squeeze. When she saw the car pull away, Jenni ducked into the master bedroom and hunted through the drawers her mom thought that Jenni didn't know about. In it were all of the couple's toys. After all these years, their sex drive never receeded, hence the amazing relationship and few, if any fights.

Striking gold, she pulled out a large box filled to the brim with sex toys. There was everything from vibrators to bondage to cock rings. It was like a horny lover's heaven. She decided to let John choose what to use and brought the box into her room, setting it in plain view on her dresser.

Then she stripped herself of her clothing and took a shower, carefully reshaving her pussy and then massaging it with lotion so it was silky smooth. She washed her hair and shaved her legs and under-arms, lathering those in lotion as well. Then she put on one of her favorite bikinis,( http://www.modelsandmoguls.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/01/Petra-Nemcova-czech-model-sexy-bikini.jpg ) her bust nearly exploding out of the small triangles of the top, then pulled her sexy cover up (http://www.viktorviktoriashop.com/theshop/images/lg-1113.jpg ) on over her swimsuit.

After brushing her teeth and drying her hair so the soft tendrils curled easily down her back, she crept back into the master bedroom and then through to the bathroom which had both a jaccuzi tub and a hot tub. Jenni turned on the jets and let the water heat up, then went downstairs to the wine cellar and grabbed one of the more expensive bottles of red wine, alone with two glasses. When these were set up on the marble table beside the tub, she draped herself over her bed to wait for John's arrival, a magazine balanced in her hands.

About fifteen minutes later, there was the faint click of the backdoor opening, then the dull thud of it closing. "Jenni?" she heard his voice, thick and smooth as velvet, "Jenni, it's me..."

"I'm up in my room, baby, I trust you know where it is..." she cast the magazine aside and adjusted herself more sexily over the pillows, the curtains closed tightly for extra precaution, but they would move to the hottub in due time. John arrived seconds later, a single rose clutched in his hand. She took in his suave, sophisticated attire and smiled slightly, the gesture hinting at a smirk.

She rose and took a few sultry steps towards him, her hips swaying, hair swinging. Then her hand caressed his cheek before planting a soft, teasing kiss on his lips, lingering less than an inch away from his face, "I'm so glad you came. Should we start in here, or just go right to the hottub?"

She bit her lip seductively and pressed her nearly naked body against him. This was going to be a day of pleasure AND pain for him. But he didn't know about the pain she planned for. More teasing and taunting though, less actual pain...

 

[oneworldlyguy]

"I'm up in my room, baby, I trust you know where it is..." John was relieved to hear Jenni’s voice, it was confirmation that things were going according to plan. ‘Like I could forget that,’ he laughed at himself and with that he bounded up the stairs. He stopped at the door, checked himself one last time, and pushed the door open and stopped. There she was- laying on the bed and looking even better than the day before, if that was possible.

As she stood up, any composure John had fell apart. His heart started beating quickly as Jenni moved towards him in slow-motion. He tried to take in the whole scene from her soft locks of hair, to her sexy body in that amazing cover up. The next thing he knew she was close to him. She planted the light kiss on his lips but he was more acutely aware of her body- so close he ached to hold it. “Shall we start in here, or just go straight to the hottub?” He heard her ask, but because he was distracted by her young, firm body pressing itself against him, it took a minute before he registered what she had just asked.

“Hot…tub?” John’s voice raised with confusion “But I don’t have…”

“Good choice.” Jenni cut him off. “I’ve got everything set up. Let me show you the way.” and with that, she walked out of the room, leaving him standing there, wondering how she managed to always keep him feeling a little off-balance.

John realized he had better follow, but as he was turning to head out of the room, he noticed a box in the dresser. Was that a dildo? Handcuffs? Somehow his little box of condoms felt silly. He tightened his grip on the rose and hastened to follow Jenni. He caught up with her as she was heading up a flight of stairs and, truth be told, he wasn’t disappointed that he was behind her. From his position at the bottom of the staircase, he could see the base of her toned ass moving from underneath the loose fitting top. He didn’t see any material, so he assumed she was either naked, or wearing something incredibly sexy underneath. Either way, he was feeling pretty fortunate.

John climbed the stairs and followed Jenni into a large, well furnished bedroom. In some ways, John couldn’t help but think it was the perfect little love-den. Large, plush bed. Bench seat by the window. A curvy, chaise lounge chair, though he couldn’t really imagine what the rings on the sides were for; until he thought about the box downstairs and the handcuffs. SHIT- he was all about adventure, but he hoped that Jenni wasn’t into anything too extreme. He liked the thought of being blindfolded as she teased him, making him beg for relief, but if she gets out a whip…

“Are you lost?” Came the siren’s voice, drawing him towards the bathroom. He followed the lyrical sound of seduction, into a large bathroom, full of light. His eyes followed the voice only to see two wine glasses set on the edge of a hot tub. Jenni was standing next to the tub, lifting the material of her dress over her head and giving him a full view of her toned legs, flat stomach, and amazing breasts. As she got the loose material over her head, a soft “Jesus” escaped John’s lips.

Jenni caught John’s eye and chided him sweetly “Hurry now, you wouldn’t want to keep a girl waiting.”

Practically staring at the way her tiny bikini top accentuated her chest, all John could muster was a feeble “but I’m not prepared…I didn’t bring a suit.”

“Well, I guess you’ll have to get naked” was her unforgiving reply.

John hesitated for a moment before realizing that he just needed to go with it. He began to take off his shirt, but quickly realized that it was nearly impossible while holding the stupid flower he was still carting along. “Uh, here, I… brought you this…” he stammered.

Jenni took the flower and set it between the two glasses of red wine, the darkness of the red liquid accenting the subtler hues of the rose petals. Then sat back to watch as John undressed himself. Free of the flower, he quickly got his shirt off. But as he began to undo his belt, John turned away. He wasn’t exactly small, and in his semi-erect state, John wasn’t sure how Jenni would react. If she didn’t want to continue, it wouldn’t be the first time that this had happened. “Your not a 15 year old virgin” John chastised himself. “besides, it’s not like you can do anything about it.” he practically tore off his pants and turned around.

Much to his relief, Jenny looked him up and down and smiled. “Are you going to stand there all day, or come join me for a glass of wine?” She asked sweetly, allaying his fears.

As John stepped into the hottub, Jenni handed him a glass. John was about to take a sip when Jenni stopped him. “Oh no you don’t, that wine is mine to drink. This wine is yours.”

John was confused and was going to protest about her playing games with him, but he stopped short exposed one of her breasts and brought the wineglass up to her chest before pouring some of it’s contents down her chest. The wine cascaded over her nipple and fell into the hot tub. “Really John, this is an expensive wine, are you going to let it go to waste?”