Jessica's Mistakes: Part 1

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He clicked the front door shut behind him,

“I’m home!”

“Hey Baby! I’m upstairs. The bedroom feels lonely without you.”

“I’ll be with you shortly.”

He put his bag down and headed to the kitchen. He did not wear his usual black trousers, dark blue shirt or trilby. He had just come home from work, wearing a pair of cargo trousers and a plain top, and was excited for what the two of them had planned. He opened the cupboard door, but he could not find the honey. He figured she was probably so excited that she already had it. Sure enough, he was correct.

 

He did not take his eyes from her as he shut the bedroom door, watching her legs part even further, with the honey bottle presented in front of her denim-shorts zipper. Her hair was bright red, her lips thin and naturally pink, and her eyelashes fluttered over her bright eyes with a grin. Despite her small mouth, her top teeth were prominent, resting on her bottom lip; she looked gorgeous. She rested her elbows behind her on the bed and her red blouse hung loosely on her shoulders. She was not the most buxom woman you would ever see, but she was still big enough for him to sink his teeth into her juicy flesh.

 

She giggled at his approach and he practically landed on her, pushing the bottle off the bed so that he could place his knee between her legs. She held his side with her left hand while her right hand cupped his face, and he punched the bed on both sides of her head to lean down. He slowed his descent and ever so lightly brushed her lips. She was not going to be teased so easily, pulling his face down hard with both hands and tonguing him deeply with a louder chuckle. He fell on top of her, hands running down her sides to grasp her rear and hug her tightly. He lifted one side of his torso and enjoyed a handful of her breast in his claw, which made her hum with sudden joy. They kissed and kissed, then kissed some more, dancing over each other’s tongue and rolling on the bed until she was on top. Her scarlet hair hung down over his face and she reached down to hum against his lips again, their mouths clicking and their faces turning over each other in a passionate battle for oxygen. She pulled his hands up to her breasts, helping him in squeezing them tightly while she moaned into his mouth. He could feel her nipple through the thin material of her blouse, and he loved that she rarely ever wore a bra. She knew how much he liked sticking his hands up her top.

 

He rolled her over again, forcing her hands into the pillows and staring down at her. Once again she found his knee between her legs and she grinded against his thigh. Those beautiful eyes stared up at him, and he smiled back down at her, stealing one more kiss.

“Come one, you. Get up and I’ll let you have some real fun.”

“Yay!” she slithered out from under him, but he pulled on her arm and buried her in the bed again, wrestling her for yet another tongue dive. She mumbled something into his mouth, struggling to break free. “Hey! You said I could have some real fun.”

“Doesn’t mean I can’t have some along the way,” he poked her nose. He sat up, permitting her escape, and he relaxed on the bed while she stood. “I want to see you strip, please.”

She winked at him, flicking the thin strap from her left shoulder, and he hissed. Naughty girl.