Jade Murphy was running late, having to juggle work, doing all the chores in the house, and taking care of her picky, impatient teenager. She was lucky enough to have her work be sent home with her and even could work from home but as soon as she finished, she saw the time and quickly put on a presentable outfit, throwing on whatever she could find from the newly washed and dried laundry. She didn't realize how low the top was as it slightly shrunk, showing off her enormous breasts and cleavage, to the point where the top of her black bra showed. She honestly did not care much for her appearance as her short hair was easy to maintain and she never felt like she had to impress anyone.
Being a single mother took most of her time so she had no time to meet any new guys... The last time she was with someone was with her ex-husband which was over a year ago... She didn't let her thoughts go farther than that simply because she needed to concentrate and go to the store and buy groceries, and even snacks that her son requested for, before he came home from school. As she finally arrived, she checked her list and went to buy her produce first.. and then went to look for what he wanted. She was having a hard time finding it until she spotted it. It was the last one! As soon as she was about to grab it, she felt someone's hand instead, making her immediately embarrassed and shy as she went to look at who it was.
She didn't expect to see one of the most handsome man she's seen in a long time, grabbing the same thing she was about to get. He had it first and she tried to talk her way into getting it from him. "Are those your favorite too? It's my son's as well and he really wanted it... he's going to bug me about it until I get it... is there any way I can repay you for them?"
She said, slightly using her own charm as she slightly bent over and gave him a pouting look. "I can... cook you your favorite meal, whatever it is! I can clean your house... or if you need concert tickets, I can do that too. I have a lot of connections," She said taking her phone out, pouting her lips more.
I smile at her. "Wow. You look amazing..."
Her cheeks immediately turn red as he says this. No one had complimented her in so long... but then she reminds herself what it was she was trying to do, which was not pay attention to how attractive someone finds her. She straightens up and turns back towards him with a sheepish smile on her face. "Ahaha thanks..." She says as if it didn't matter or mean anything.
"I'm sure we can work something out... I don't have much time, but we could maybe exchange numbers? So we can talk later?"
I smile. "Sure... I'll take your number." My hand rests on her arm as I look into her eyes.
Her heart skips a beat as his hand touches her arm, causing tiny little goosebumps to rise on her skin. She looks up at him nervously before slowly reaching into her bag and taking out her phone, unlocking it with a swipe of her finger before opening the contacts list and tapping on the 'New Contact' option. Carefully she types in his name and hits save before inputting his number and then hitting done. "There..." She says, her voice barely above a whisper as she hands him her phone.
Her face is flushed with embarrassment now, knowing that he just got her full attention with that one little touch... but it was nice, even though they were both there for the same thing and all she wanted to do was get his number so they could talk about what he wants for letting her have those eggs. She really needs them and... well, him being so good-looking didn't help matters either.
"What are you planning on making?" I ask with a smile.
She laughs lightly at his question. "I wasn't planning on making anything in particular... I was just gonna surprise you with whatever my specialty is..." Her cheeks turn a deeper shade of pink as she says this, now realizing that it might have been a mistake to say so.
"Ahh... so you're not sure what you want to make either?" She asks with a nervous laugh. "I-I could always ask my son... maybe he has some ideas..." She trails off, feeling awkward as the silence stretches on. The eggplant situation is all she can think about now and she wonders if it's worth offering even more for them or if that might come across as too desperate...
I hand you the eggplant. I stand behind you, rubbing your shoulders. "Let me make you something, then..."
Jade closes her eyes as his hands rub against her skin. She lets out a soft sigh of relief, enjoying the sensation even though she knows it isn't because he really wants to. It feels nice and she wishes this moment could last forever... or at least until he finishes what he came for and they can sort everything out. "Thank you..." She whispers, not daring to move too much in case his hands should stop.
"So... ummmm... I was thinking... maybe we could exchange phone numbers? Like I said before, if there's anything you need, or if you ever want some company, just give me a call..." Her words tumble out quickly, her nervousness making it sound almost desperate. She wants to seem casual and easy-going about the whole thing, but she can't help feeling that she might be coming off as too eager or too forward...
I massage your neck, my hands roaming to massage a particularly tight spot between your shoulders. "Let me cook for you tonight."
Her breath hitches as he massages her neck and shoulders. She lets out a soft moan of pleasure, unable to help herself. This feeling is amazing... being touched like this by someone who isn't her son or her ex-husband... it's just too much for her body to handle. "I can repay you," she whispers between breaths, her voice barely audible over the sounds of the store around them. "Anything..." She means it too; she would do anything he asks to feel this way again.
But then reality sets in and she realizes that all of this is just for the eggplant... he doesn't really want her like this, not unless she has something else to offer him as well. With a heavy sigh, she slowly opens her eyes, pulling away from his touch so that they can finally discuss business. "I-I'd appreciate that," she manages to say, "But I still need you to give me your number first..." Her cheeks flush with embarrassment at having practically thrown herself at him earlier, but she needs to get what she wants from this deal too.
I lean forward to enter my number on your phone, my large erection grinding against your ass.
Her breath hitches as she feels the hardness pressing against her and she shivers with pleasure despite herself. She barely registers that he's entering his number into her phone, only focusing on how good it feels to be so close to him like this. "Thank you," she whispers when he finally steps back.
Her heart is racing now, blood rushing through her body in a way it hasn't since before she got married. It feels wonderful... and terrifying all at once. She wants more of this, but what happens tomorrow? And the day after that? Will he keep coming back for more? Or was this just a one-time thing because he wanted her eggs so badly? So many questions race through her mind as she quickly stashes her phone away and turns around to face him once again.
"So... what's your favorite food?" She asks, hoping that this will distract them both from the lustful thoughts swirling around in their heads. A part of her wonders if he even likes eggplant; maybe they can discuss cooking something else together instead... anything to keep things casual and non-threatening for now.
I smile. "I'm afraid I have to confess to being a bit of a foodie. I like lots of stuff, so favorite is hard for me to pick. I do have a special fondness for Italian cuisine, though."
Her cheeks redden with embarrassment as she thinks about how much food she's going to have to get now that they've established his favorite. "Well then... maybe I can surprise you with some new dishes I've been working on..." Her voice trails off nervously, not wanting to make too many promises in case he thinks she's using this as a way out of repaying him properly. But the truth is, she doesn't know if she could ever truly repay him for how good it feels when his hands touch her like that...
I stroke your back. "I'll get the ingredients and cook for you. A beautiful woman like you deserves to be treated nicely."
Her heart skips a beat as his hands brush against her skin. A small sigh escapes her lips as she looks up at him with wide, adoring eyes. "T-thank you," she whispers hoarsely. "I'd like that..." She says finally, forcing herself to think of something else besides how amazing his touch feels. "So... when should we do this? I can clean the house and make sure my son won't be home if you prefer..." Her voice trails off uncertainly, unsure if she shouldn't have brought up her son or if it even matters at all considering what they're really here for.
She blushes again, realizing how flustered she sounds. Damn him and his touch... he makes her lose control of herself so easily. She tries to compose herself, taking a deep breath before continuing. "Or maybe we could just find a good time in the next few days that works for both of us?" She suggests awkwardly, still unable to meet his gaze directly.
I smile. "Don’t worry about it. I'll cook tonight." I grow bold, my hand rubbing your ass slowly.
Her breath hitches as his hand moves lower, tracing slow circles over her bottom. She can feel herself growing wet again, despite the presence of other people in the store around them. "T-tonight?" she whispers hoarsely, unable to resist the temptation to lean back into his touch. "Are you sure... I mean... we could find another time if you'd prefer..."
Her cheeks flush red with embarrassment at how desperate she sounds. She knows that this is all because of the eggplant situation, but even still, being touched like this by him feels too good to resist. Part of her wants to enjoy every second of it while she can, no matter what happens later on.
I kiss your neck. "Tonight. I don't want to wait..." I smile leading us towards the checkout lane.
Her heart races as she feels his lips press against her neck. She moans softly into his touch, arching her back instinctively. "Okay," she breathes out, sounding a mixture of desire and fear. This is so unlike her; she's never been the kind of person to throw herself at someone like this. But with him, it feels so right... so good.
As they wait in line to pay for their items, Jade glances nervously around, trying to compose herself. She can feel his erection pressed against her ass once more, and it's making it hard for her to concentrate on anything else. All she wants is for them to get out of here so they can finally be alone together. The thought both excites and terrifies her in equal measure... but she knows that once they cross that threshold, there will be no turning back.
I lean close. "There was no turning back for me the moment I looked up and saw you."
Her heart skips a beat as he whispers those words into her ear. Heat rushes up her neck and across her cheeks as she feels herself blushing even more intensely than before. "I-I... thank you," she manages to stammer out, not quite knowing what else to say.
As they step forward to the cashier, she tries to ignore the way his body brushes against hers with every movement and focus on the transaction at hand. Once it's finished, they head back outside, and her heart begins to race even faster as they make their way towards her car. She glances over at him nervously, wondering what he expects from this evening... and if she'll be able to give it all to him.
I smile. "All I expect is to cook a good meal for a beautiful woman and her son. I hope for more, but I will never push you to do anything you don't want to do."
She unlocks her car with the remote as they approach it and then slips into the driver's seat. Looking up at him through the window, she feels her heart flutter in her chest again as he leans down to meet her gaze. "Thank you... for everything..." She whispers, not sure how else to express her gratitude for what he's about to do for them tonight.
With one last nervous smile, she starts the engine and waits for him to get into his own car before following him back home. The entire drive there, her thoughts are a jumbled mess of anticipation and fear, hope and doubt. She knows that this is going to be a night unlike any other in her life, but she has no idea what tomorrow will bring. All she can do now is focus on the present moment... and enjoy every second of it while she still can.
At her house, I start cooking Chicken Parm and making several side dishes. I even prepare some Cannolo.
When they arrive at her house, she quickly leads him into the kitchen and shows him where everything is so he can start cooking. She watches with interest as he moves around the room with such ease and confidence, his movements almost fluid as he prepares each dish. The aroma of garlic and tomato sauce fills the air, making her mouth water uncontrollably.
While he's busy cooking, she decides to make herself useful by setting the table with fresh linen napkins and delicate china plates. As she does so, she can't help but wonder what it would be like to have someone like him in her life on a more permanent basis... would things change between them? Would he still want her if he knew how much she really needed this deal tonight?
The thought is both terrifying and exhilarating at the same time, and she tries her best not to think about it too much as she finishes setting everything up just right. Once everything is ready, she steps back to admire her work with a satisfied smile on her face. "It looks amazing in here," she comments, looking over at him before quickly turning away again feeling self-conscious about how complimentary her words sound.
I smile at you. "Thanks. It's going to be a half hour or so." I walk up, kissing you softly. "There are lots of ways to spend that time."
Her heart skips a beat as he kisses her softly, his lips lingering on hers for just a moment before pulling away. She bites her lower lip nervously, unsure of how to respond or what he's implying with that comment. Her cheeks flush red as she looks up at him, wishing she could be more confident and experienced in these sorts of situations.
"Umm... I don't know..." She whispers, her voice barely above a whisper. "I've never really been very good at this sort of thing..." Her eyes drop to the floor, unable to meet his gaze as she admits her lack of experience in the bedroom. She knows that this is a huge turn-off for most guys but with him... well, he seemed interested before so maybe it wouldn't matter?
"You could show me...?" She finally manages to say, looking up at him hopefully. "I mean, if you want to..." Her heart races as she waits for his response, praying that he won't laugh her out of the room or turn her down completely.
I take your hand, leading you to your own bed. I pull off your pants, laying you down and spreading your legs. "Time for my appetizer..." I start licking your cunt deeply.
Her breath catches in her throat as he takes her pants off and spreads her legs apart. She hadn't been expecting this at all... not after their conversation about her lack of experience. But now that it's happening, she can't help but moan and writhe beneath his touch.
Her hips rise up to meet his mouth as he starts licking and sucking on her cunt, her fingers tangled in his hair as she tries to urge him deeper. The feeling is incredible... better than anything she could have ever imagined. She doesn't know what else to do but just enjoy it and let herself be taken by surprise by this beautiful man who seems so intent on pleasuring her.
Her back arches off the bed, every muscle taut as he continues to feast on her body. Her cries of pleasure fill the room, echoing through the house even as her body shudders with wave after wave of intense sensation. She can feel herself growing wetter and hotter for him, the desire building inside her until she thinks it might consume her completely.
She doesn't know how much longer she can take this... but she doesn't want it to end either. Not just yet... not while he's still touching her like this... making her feel so alive and wanted and needed. Her hips start moving faster, urging him on as she begs for more with every ragged breath.
"I wanted to wait, take my time seducing you. But you make me so wild..." I climb up her body, slowly entering her cunt with my 14 inch and very thick cock to claim her as mine.
Her breath catches in her throat as he climbs up her body and slowly enters her cunt with his massive cock. The sensation is unlike anything she's ever felt before; it feels like he's splitting her apart from the inside out, filling her up completely. Every part of her is on fire for him now, desperate to have him move deeper still.
She arches her back off the bed, moaning loudly as he begins to thrust into her. Each stroke sends jolts of pleasure shooting through her body, making her limbs feel weightless and ethereal. Her fingers dig into his shoulders as she tries to steady herself, her hips meeting every one of his powerful thrusts with equal force.
She can feel him moving deeper now, stretching her more than she ever thought possible. She wonders if it hurts but all she can focus on is the incredible pleasure that courses through her veins each time their bodies collide like this. His eyes meet hers and she sees a mixture of lust and tenderness there that makes her heart race even faster.
She presses her lips together, holding back a moan as he pounds into her harder, his breath hot against her ear. She digs her nails deeper into his shoulders, wanting more... wanting everything he has to give. Her body feels like it's on fire for him now, burning up with desire and need.
I kiss you slowly. "This is amazing. I hope you're enjoying this as much as I am..."
Her voice catches in her throat as she tries to speak between ragged breaths. "Y-yes..." She manages to whisper before another wave of pleasure crashes over her, driving every other thought from her mind. Her fingers dig deeper into his shoulders, leaving bruises that she knows will match the ones on his hips from where she's been gripping him all night.
She arches her back off the bed once more, offering herself up to him as he takes her with rough thrusts and deep groans. Her nails scrape across his back, drawing small droplets of blood that only serve to heighten her arousal. She can feel her climax building inside her, tightening her muscles and making it harder for him to move within her.
Her hips start moving faster in time with his thrusts, urging him deeper still as she moans his name over and over again. "Fuck me... fuck me..." She whispers desperately, unable to ask him to stop even if that's what she wanted. The sensation is too good... and she needs it to end with her body surrendering completely to the pleasure he's giving her.
I moan. "You're unlike anyone I've ever had sex with... this is perfect, like we were made to fit together..." I pound deeper and harder into you, stroking your clit as I claim your deepest spots.
Her head thrashes back and forth on the pillow as she feels him hit her sweet spot over and over again. Her body convulses with pleasure, every muscle tensing as she comes apart beneath him. "Yes!" She cries out his name hoarsely, arching her back off the bed as wave after wave of ecstasy washes over her.
Her fingernails scrape roughly across his shoulders and back, leaving more blood in their wake as she tries to feel more of him inside her with every movement. She doesn't want this to end... not yet... there's still so much pleasure left unexplored. She moans and writhes beneath him, begging for him to keep going even as the last remnants of her orgasm fade away.
"Don't stop... please don't stop..." Her voice is barely audible over the sound of their labored breathing and slapping skin. She needs this connection with him more than she could have ever imagined... it feels like they were meant to be together in this moment, sharing this intense connection that transcends anything she's ever experienced before.
I shudder, and your final waves of orgasm grip my cock so hard that I cum deep in your cunt, my sperm marking you as mine in an entirely new way.
As he comes inside her, she moans loudly, her body shuddering with the force of his orgasm as well. Her hands slide down over his chest and stomach, tracing circles across his skin as she tries to steady herself. The weight of him on top of her is both exhilarating and comforting at the same time; it feels right somehow.
She looks up into his eyes, searching for some sign that what just happened meant something more than just physical release. Was he satisfied with this arrangement too? Or did he just want her eggs? She doesn't know how to ask these questions without sounding desperate or needy, so she settles for a quiet "thank you" instead.
Her body feels spent, sated in a way that goes beyond mere physical pleasure. There is something more here... something between them that she can't quite define. It frightens her and excites her all at once, leaving her feeling vulnerable and exposed in ways she never expected to feel again. But somehow, with Tommy Oliver, it feels right.
I kiss you slowly. "I'd like to keep seeing you... I murmur.
Her heart skips a beat at his words. She hadn't been expecting this... not after their conversation earlier about her lack of experience in the bedroom. But now that he's said it, she can't help but feel a rush of joy and relief coursing through her. Maybe there was more here than just the eggplant situation; maybe they could find some sort of connection beyond this.
"I... I would like that too," she whispers softly, looking up into his eyes. A small smile plays at the corners of her lips as she admits her feelings to him for the first time. It's scary and exhilarating all at once, but it feels right somehow.
She nestles herself deeper beneath his arm, taking comfort in the warmth of his body next to hers. Maybe there's hope for them yet... or maybe this is just another fling that will fade away with time like so many others before it. Either way, she knows that for now, she's content to enjoy whatever moments they have together while they last.