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Friday 8:36 AM
Charlotte knelt on the king-sized bed, her slender legs parted, her soft white ass nestled between her thighs as she went about the task of folding laundry. She quietly hummed while listening to the shower door slide open, glancing once towards the bathroom as she deftly folded a pair of green lace panties. She listened for the sound of the electric shaver, smiling to herself at how well she had memorized her lover’s routine. Shower, a quick shave and a thorough brushing of the teeth. Always the same. It was comforting, knowing that it would be followed by the soft sound of his tread on the bedroom carpet, and his first words of the day to her.
She glanced up once more, letting her gaze linger on his nakedness, smiling as her eyes drifted upwards to his face, her hands resting on top of the neatly folded stack of lingerie, her hazel eyes full of affection as Jack tossed his towel over the edge of the laundry basket, exchanging it for a clean pair of black boxers.
"What you got going on today, girl?"
Climbing onto the bed he knelt behind Charlotte, gently brushing her long red hair to the side, tenderly kissing the back of her neck. Leaning back into him, her hands resting upon his thighs, she sighed softly, her chore forgotten as she felt his hand sliding along the curve of her waist, coming to rest upon her flat stomach, caressing her soft white skin as he cupped her chin, turning her to him, placing a light kiss upon her lips.
"I have to work tonight, Jay called in sick and Tom doesn't want to leave the new girl alone behind the bar."
He heard the sigh in her voice, even as she leaned in, kissing him again, her breath warm against his mouth, her tongue teasingly parting his lips, a spark of desire travelling between them.
"She still can't handle the bar by herself? Hasn't it been weeks now?"
Jack moved his hand from Charlotte's chin and began caressing her inner thigh, delighting at the soft tremor beneath his fingertips as he moved ever upwards, slipping beneath the leg opening of her tiny green gym shorts, smiling as he felt her tense, and then relax against him, her kiss growing heated.
He began to move his other hand from her belly, letting it wander over the ribbed cotton of the tank top until he was cupping her small, firm beast, tenderly fondling it, his thumb brushing against her hardening nipple.
"Jack?" she asked, breaking their kiss, her voice husky with desire.
"Charlotte." Jack breathed softly into her ear, her soft curls tickling his cheeks as he began kissing the side of her neck, inhaling deeply, enjoying her unadorned scent.
"Who is Meggie?"
He paused, his lips still pressed against Charlotte’s neck for several seconds, biting her gently before replying.
"Who?" he asked, clearly puzzled by her question.
"Meggie. You got three texts from her while you were in the shower. I wasn't spying, but… your phone just went off three times and all three times it was from Meggie ‘slash’ Trixie. What does she want?"
Charlotte turned her head to look at Jack, a shadow of doubt flickering across her face.
"I don't know, I haven't read them yet," Jack continued massaging Charlotte's breast, smiling at the way she responded, her back arching as she pressed herself against his hand.
"Are you going to?"
"Yeah, probably... Is everything okay?" Jack paused, his eyes serious as he gazed into hers, licking his lips.
"I don't know. Is it Jack?"
"All I know is that I'm with the most beautiful woman who's ever folded her laundry on her bed right now. I think it's cute when she gets jealous of my friends. I love this red-haired Polish beauty."
Charlotte turned away, squinting as she reached back, slender fingers teasing through his short black hair. With a devilish smile, he slid his finger over the sensitive flesh of her thighs and into her shorts, chuckling at her soft moan as her thighs widened for him as he started playing with the short curly hairs crowning her pussy. When she didn’t protest, he moved his fingers downward and began stroking between her moist pink folds.
"So now she's your friend? You didn't seem to remember who she was just a second ago."
Abandoning her breast, he began pushing up her tank top, turning her towards him, laughing as she finished the job for him, pulling it past her firm white breasts so that he could take her swollen nipple into his mouth. Her breaths turned heavy and lust fueled as she ran her fingers eagerly through his hair as he let the tip of his tongue flicker over her hard nub and his fingers explore between her legs, pushing into her wet, hot cunt without resistance.
"How long have you known Meggie?" Charlotte managed, gasping as he nipped her.
Standing up, he laid Charlotte on her back, tugging her shorts down her creamy thighs. Hurriedly placing the laundry basket on the floor and pushing the piles of folded clothing aside, he lay down beside her, gazing into her eyes with a smile as he ran his fingers through her hair. Cupping the back of her head, he pulled her towards him, meeting her open mouth with parted lips and tongue. The room was silent for several minutes, save for the sound of desire as they lost themselves in a passionate kiss, Charlotte squeezing and stroking Jack’s cock though his boxers as he began to slowly push his fingers deeper into her soaked crevice. Breaking their kiss, he let his mouth wander down Charlotte's exposed throat, along her shoulder and the gentle swell of her breast until reaching her small pink nipple, his tongue tracing a tightening spiral around her light pink areola.
"How do you know her Jack?"
Jack, somewhat annoyed by her continuous questions, let go of her nipple, his dark eyes intense.
"She's Kate and Rachel's friend. I don't know her very well. Probably just wondering if there's a party or something going on tonight. It really doesn't matter."
He stood up on the bed with his feet on either side of Charlotte's chest, hands planted on his hips, his caramel colored cock an obscene flag pole poking out of his boxers as he stared down at her. "You want me to show you the texts and answer her right now?"
"No... No, I was just wondering baby. I just want to get to know your friends is all."
Charlotte gave him a bashful smile as she sat up on the bed, using his legs to pulls herself up, tugged his boxers half way down his thighs, and began stroking Jack's meaty cock. She brought the head close and tenderly kissed it, giggling softly at his reaction as she pressed the tip of her tongue into his cum hole.
Cupping his balls, she stuck her tongue out and let him slowly push it into her open mouth, her eyes gazing upwards as it she began to suck on his hardening cock.
"Don't worry about it my pretty Polish princess, it's probably nothing..." Jack managed, a moan cutting off his words while he watched his dick slowly disappear between her wide stretched lips.
Yeah, nothing... It's always just nothing with you Jack... Charlotte thought, closing her eyes as she concentrated on his warm hard cock, stroking his smooth balls with one hand, her nails digging into his ass as she pulled him against her face until he let out wild grunt and filled her mouth with his hot sticky cum.
9:24 AM
"I'm going to go get us some breakfast, any requests?" Jack buttoned his jeans, a cheeky grin on his face as he noticed the slight shine of cum at one corner of her mouth and on her chin as Charlotte paused, one foot in the shower.
"Surprise me... Stud." She blew him a kiss, a faint smile lingering on lips that had so recently been wrapped around his hard cock before disappearing behind the blue striped plastic curtain.
Shaking his head, amusement in his eyes, he finished dressing. Grabbing his keys, he headed out into the cool morning air, locking the door behind him. Somehow, he managed to keep his curiosity in check until he’d pulled out of the drive several blocks, pulling into a diner before checking his messages on his iphone.
3 new messages
Meggie/Trixie: You awake yet fucker?
Meggie/Trixie: Ewwwww! You're probably with fire-crotch right now aren't you?
Meggie/Trixie: Kate wanted to get a drink with us tonight if you can. We have a surprise for you BIG boy..........
Leaning up against his black 1989 Chevy Silverado, his grin reminiscent of the cat who’d eaten the canary, heart beating rapidly, he quickly typed out a reply and hit send.
Jack: Where at? I'm busy until about 6 tonight. And don't call her fire-crotch, shit for brains.
Meggie/Trixie: She wants to go to that yuppy new place downtown. I KNOW, you don't even have to remind me, the drinks are expensive there... I'm gonna pretend I forgot my wallet hahahahaha!
Jack: Sounds like a plan. I know... It's funny how expensive drinks always make me want to go to the bathroom around bill time. Hmmm...
Meggie/Trixie: I'm telling Kate you can come, DON'T bring fire-crotch. Kate told me about her, she sounds like a drag.
Jack: You and Kate can go fuck yourselves.
Meggie/Trixie: I was joking puto! I'll call you. I KNOW, after six, so little Jackie doesn't get in trouble.
Charlotte knelt on the king-sized bed, her slender legs parted, her soft white ass nestled between her thighs as she went about the task of folding laundry. She quietly hummed while listening to the shower door slide open, glancing once towards the bathroom as she deftly folded a pair of green lace panties. She listened for the sound of the electric shaver, smiling to herself at how well she had memorized her lover’s routine. Shower, a quick shave and a thorough brushing of the teeth. Always the same. It was comforting, knowing that it would be followed by the soft sound of his tread on the bedroom carpet, and his first words of the day to her.
She glanced up once more, letting her gaze linger on his nakedness, smiling as her eyes drifted upwards to his face, her hands resting on top of the neatly folded stack of lingerie, her hazel eyes full of affection as Jack tossed his towel over the edge of the laundry basket, exchanging it for a clean pair of black boxers.
"What you got going on today, girl?"
Climbing onto the bed he knelt behind Charlotte, gently brushing her long red hair to the side, tenderly kissing the back of her neck. Leaning back into him, her hands resting upon his thighs, she sighed softly, her chore forgotten as she felt his hand sliding along the curve of her waist, coming to rest upon her flat stomach, caressing her soft white skin as he cupped her chin, turning her to him, placing a light kiss upon her lips.
"I have to work tonight, Jay called in sick and Tom doesn't want to leave the new girl alone behind the bar."
He heard the sigh in her voice, even as she leaned in, kissing him again, her breath warm against his mouth, her tongue teasingly parting his lips, a spark of desire travelling between them.
"She still can't handle the bar by herself? Hasn't it been weeks now?"
Jack moved his hand from Charlotte's chin and began caressing her inner thigh, delighting at the soft tremor beneath his fingertips as he moved ever upwards, slipping beneath the leg opening of her tiny green gym shorts, smiling as he felt her tense, and then relax against him, her kiss growing heated.
He began to move his other hand from her belly, letting it wander over the ribbed cotton of the tank top until he was cupping her small, firm beast, tenderly fondling it, his thumb brushing against her hardening nipple.
"Jack?" she asked, breaking their kiss, her voice husky with desire.
"Charlotte." Jack breathed softly into her ear, her soft curls tickling his cheeks as he began kissing the side of her neck, inhaling deeply, enjoying her unadorned scent.
"Who is Meggie?"
He paused, his lips still pressed against Charlotte’s neck for several seconds, biting her gently before replying.
"Who?" he asked, clearly puzzled by her question.
"Meggie. You got three texts from her while you were in the shower. I wasn't spying, but… your phone just went off three times and all three times it was from Meggie ‘slash’ Trixie. What does she want?"
Charlotte turned her head to look at Jack, a shadow of doubt flickering across her face.
"I don't know, I haven't read them yet," Jack continued massaging Charlotte's breast, smiling at the way she responded, her back arching as she pressed herself against his hand.
"Are you going to?"
"Yeah, probably... Is everything okay?" Jack paused, his eyes serious as he gazed into hers, licking his lips.
"I don't know. Is it Jack?"
"All I know is that I'm with the most beautiful woman who's ever folded her laundry on her bed right now. I think it's cute when she gets jealous of my friends. I love this red-haired Polish beauty."
Charlotte turned away, squinting as she reached back, slender fingers teasing through his short black hair. With a devilish smile, he slid his finger over the sensitive flesh of her thighs and into her shorts, chuckling at her soft moan as her thighs widened for him as he started playing with the short curly hairs crowning her pussy. When she didn’t protest, he moved his fingers downward and began stroking between her moist pink folds.
"So now she's your friend? You didn't seem to remember who she was just a second ago."
Abandoning her breast, he began pushing up her tank top, turning her towards him, laughing as she finished the job for him, pulling it past her firm white breasts so that he could take her swollen nipple into his mouth. Her breaths turned heavy and lust fueled as she ran her fingers eagerly through his hair as he let the tip of his tongue flicker over her hard nub and his fingers explore between her legs, pushing into her wet, hot cunt without resistance.
"How long have you known Meggie?" Charlotte managed, gasping as he nipped her.
Standing up, he laid Charlotte on her back, tugging her shorts down her creamy thighs. Hurriedly placing the laundry basket on the floor and pushing the piles of folded clothing aside, he lay down beside her, gazing into her eyes with a smile as he ran his fingers through her hair. Cupping the back of her head, he pulled her towards him, meeting her open mouth with parted lips and tongue. The room was silent for several minutes, save for the sound of desire as they lost themselves in a passionate kiss, Charlotte squeezing and stroking Jack’s cock though his boxers as he began to slowly push his fingers deeper into her soaked crevice. Breaking their kiss, he let his mouth wander down Charlotte's exposed throat, along her shoulder and the gentle swell of her breast until reaching her small pink nipple, his tongue tracing a tightening spiral around her light pink areola.
"How do you know her Jack?"
Jack, somewhat annoyed by her continuous questions, let go of her nipple, his dark eyes intense.
"She's Kate and Rachel's friend. I don't know her very well. Probably just wondering if there's a party or something going on tonight. It really doesn't matter."
He stood up on the bed with his feet on either side of Charlotte's chest, hands planted on his hips, his caramel colored cock an obscene flag pole poking out of his boxers as he stared down at her. "You want me to show you the texts and answer her right now?"
"No... No, I was just wondering baby. I just want to get to know your friends is all."
Charlotte gave him a bashful smile as she sat up on the bed, using his legs to pulls herself up, tugged his boxers half way down his thighs, and began stroking Jack's meaty cock. She brought the head close and tenderly kissed it, giggling softly at his reaction as she pressed the tip of her tongue into his cum hole.
Cupping his balls, she stuck her tongue out and let him slowly push it into her open mouth, her eyes gazing upwards as it she began to suck on his hardening cock.
"Don't worry about it my pretty Polish princess, it's probably nothing..." Jack managed, a moan cutting off his words while he watched his dick slowly disappear between her wide stretched lips.
Yeah, nothing... It's always just nothing with you Jack... Charlotte thought, closing her eyes as she concentrated on his warm hard cock, stroking his smooth balls with one hand, her nails digging into his ass as she pulled him against her face until he let out wild grunt and filled her mouth with his hot sticky cum.
9:24 AM
"I'm going to go get us some breakfast, any requests?" Jack buttoned his jeans, a cheeky grin on his face as he noticed the slight shine of cum at one corner of her mouth and on her chin as Charlotte paused, one foot in the shower.
"Surprise me... Stud." She blew him a kiss, a faint smile lingering on lips that had so recently been wrapped around his hard cock before disappearing behind the blue striped plastic curtain.
Shaking his head, amusement in his eyes, he finished dressing. Grabbing his keys, he headed out into the cool morning air, locking the door behind him. Somehow, he managed to keep his curiosity in check until he’d pulled out of the drive several blocks, pulling into a diner before checking his messages on his iphone.
3 new messages
Meggie/Trixie: You awake yet fucker?
Meggie/Trixie: Ewwwww! You're probably with fire-crotch right now aren't you?
Meggie/Trixie: Kate wanted to get a drink with us tonight if you can. We have a surprise for you BIG boy..........
Leaning up against his black 1989 Chevy Silverado, his grin reminiscent of the cat who’d eaten the canary, heart beating rapidly, he quickly typed out a reply and hit send.
Jack: Where at? I'm busy until about 6 tonight. And don't call her fire-crotch, shit for brains.
Meggie/Trixie: She wants to go to that yuppy new place downtown. I KNOW, you don't even have to remind me, the drinks are expensive there... I'm gonna pretend I forgot my wallet hahahahaha!
Jack: Sounds like a plan. I know... It's funny how expensive drinks always make me want to go to the bathroom around bill time. Hmmm...
Meggie/Trixie: I'm telling Kate you can come, DON'T bring fire-crotch. Kate told me about her, she sounds like a drag.
Jack: You and Kate can go fuck yourselves.
Meggie/Trixie: I was joking puto! I'll call you. I KNOW, after six, so little Jackie doesn't get in trouble.
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