25-12-2018, 04:09 PM
Now here was Jen, a super hottie, flirting with him and tipsy on vodka. This might be his only chance in his life to get inside Jennifer Andrews' pants. He should go for it! Even if he was reading things wrong, Jen wouldn't say anything, she had more to lose than him.
"Okay, so you want me to show you my moves," Biff said as he mustered up his courage.
"Ah yeah, I've said that like 3 times," Jen said with a sarcastic "hello!" tone of voice.
Biff frown at Jen. Her bitchy, challenging attitude was getting to him. But he was getting used to it so he found himself not as intimidated as before.
"So, I'd start by buying you a drink," Biff said.
"I've already got a drink," Jen said dismissively as her new Cosmo (her 3rd) arrived.
Biff frowned again. More of that bitchy attitude. "Okay, I'd tell you how hot you are," Biff said.
"Not bad, girls like compliments," Jen said, but her tone was still dismissive. "But words only go so far."
"I've only started," Biff said sounding miffed.
"Well hurry up," Jen said taking another big gulp of the Cosmo. She leaned in close to Biff and said "Here's the thing Biff," she said slurring her words. "I AM hot. I can have any man I want. Trust me, I know. If you want me, you have to take me. Are you man enough for that?"
Biff was taken aback by Jen's words. He'd been drinking too, matching Jen's Cosmos with his Coronas. With his inhibitions and good sense lowered by alcohol, he said angrily "God you're a bitch."
Jen smiled. "That's better," she said.
Her words made Biff even angrier. "You want to know what I'd do if you weren't my boss?" he said challengingly.
"Yeah I want to know," Jen said with the same challenging voice.
"I'd do this," Biff said as he grabbed Jen's stool and pulled her close to him.
Jen giggled delightedly like she was on an amusement park ride. Then she said tauntingly "That's all?"
"I'd do this," Biff said roughly pulling her into his arm.
Now their faces were so close their lips almost touched. Serious now, Jen said "That's all?"
Biff pulled Jen's face to his and kissed her. She let him. In fact, she kissed Biff back. They made out. Finally Jen pulled away. They were both panting.
"That's all?" Jen whispered, looking into Biff's eyes.
Emboldened, Biff reached up and put a hand on Jen's breast. He fondled her through her blouse and bra. Jen's eyelids got heavy and her lips part as he thumbed her nipple.
"Folks, come on," the bartender said disapprovingly, noticing how the couple was drawing the attention of the people at the bar and adjacent restaurant.
Biff continued to fondle Jen, ignoring the bartender. Jen made no move to push Biff's hand off her breast. Breathing hard, she whispered hoarsely "That's all?"
Biff moved his other hand to Jen's thigh. He pushed his fingers between her crossed legs, towards her pussy.
Finally Jen stopped him. She abruptly stood up, pushing his hands away. She moved closer and pressed her body against his. As she did she cupped his erection. She needed to check.
It only took a moment. Yeah, he was big enough. He had the manhood to satisfy her.
Jen threw bills on the bar, flashing the bartender a brief thank you (and apologetic) smile. She grabbed Biff's hand and led him out of the bar.
Jen noticed all the people staring as they made their way to the exit. She didn't see anyone she knew, which was a good thing since her intentions would've been clear to even a blind man. She was going to fuck a guy who was clearly younger, too young to be her husband.
But even if people she knew had been there, Jen didn't care (at least at that moment). She was too out of control, too horny! God she needed fucked! And the fact she was about to ravage a 19 year old sooo turned her on! She felt like such a cougar and it was sooo exciting!
In the taxi Jen was all over Biff. She pulled his hair hard and looked into his eyes. "I like fucked rough, can you do that?" she asked challenging.
"Yeah, yeah," Biff promised, his hands exploring Jen's body over her clothes.
"Don't ask, take what you want," she said pulling even harder on his hair. "Can you do that? Can you give me that?"
"Yeah," Biff said. He pushed her hands away and pulled her to him, covering her lips with his and forcing his tongue down her throat. "Yeah, like that, like that," Jen thought as she let Biff kiss and fondle her.
At the loft apartment Jen led Biff into the master bedroom she shared with Mike. "What about your husband?" Biff asked warily.
"Don't worry, he's away," Jen said going with their story. "Stay here, I have to tell the babysitter she can go home."
Jen closed the door to the master bedroom and went into Anna's room. Mike was there with Anna. The baby was sound asleep.
"What took so long?" Mike asked. He looked bothered and impatient, but excited too.
"You always think it's so easy," Jen said with an exasperated laugh. She softly stroked Mike's cheek to take the sting out of her words. Then she walked over to their daughter. "How's Anna?"
"She's good," Mike said. "I gave her a bath after Maggie left. We read books until she fell asleep."
"You're such a good father," Jen said stroking Mike's cheek again.
"Biff's in the bedroom?" Mike asked.
"Yeah, I should go back," Jen said. "I'll crack the door open."
"Okay," Mike said eagerly.
"I feel wild Mike," Jen confessed, rubbing his chest again. "It might get wild tonight."
"You know I like you out of control," Mike said honestly.
Jen looked again at her husband, giving him a weak smile. Then she went back to her 19 year old intern and soon to be lover.
In the master bedroom, Biff looked unsure how to start. Jen sat on the edge of the bed as Biff stood. She gave him a sexy smile as she curled a finger into his belt and pulled him towards her. "Take off your shirt," she told him.
Biff smiled, clearly relieved that Jen (his boss) was taking control. Jen eagerly watched as Biff unbuttoned his shirt and his chest came into view. Jen liked what she saw. Being on the crew team definitely made his body lean and hard. She ran her hands up his chest, tracing along the ridges of his six pack and outline of his well-defined pectorals. Jen had a thing for athletes and his young strong body was getting her so hot!
Not able to control herself, Jen abruptly pulled Biff onto the bed, onto his back (his feet were still on the floor). She excitedly ran her hands up and down his muscular chest as she kissed him. "You've got a nice body Biff," she told him between kisses.
"You haven't seen the best part yet," Biff joked (but he was serious).
"I'm getting to that," Jen said with a laugh.
Jen slid onto the floor. She got on her knees, between his legs. She ran her palms up his legs, moving past his knees and up his thighs towards his manhood outlined in his pants. She grinned at him and said "I bet you never thought you'd see me here."
"Yeah," Biff said, getting up on his elbows and looking at his beautiful boss on her knees between his legs. "It's hot though."
"Yeah, it's hot," Jen agreed, dizzy with lust. She was 29 years old, married and a mother, the boss at work. Yet here she was, submissively on her knees between the legs of her young, 19 year old intern. This scene was so freaking hot she could barely breathe!
Jen put her hands on Biff's crotch. He felt big. "Nice Biff," she said approvingly. All Biff could do was nod.
Jen reached up and unbuckled his belt. She undid the snap, then pulled down his zipper. Gripping the waistband of his jeans she pulled down. Biff helped by raising his butt.
Jen pulled Biff's jeans down, pulling his shorts down at the same time. She stopped when his cock popped into view.
Jen's eyes focused on his manhood. Biff definitely passed the hands/toilet roll test, but he wasn't huge. Jen smiled inside, thinking that seemed right. No one named Biff should have a huge cock.
Jen took his cock into her hands, feeling his hardness, the heat of his passion. "Nice Biff," she said to her young intern.
Jen took her hands off his cock. She spit on her palms, then she wrapped her fingers around his shaft again. She slowly stroked him up and down. Biff moaned and rolled his head back.
As Jen stroked her young lover she thought of her husband. Was he watching? She looked over her shoulder at the door. The crack in the door was dark but she thought she saw a person there. Mike. He was watching. Well, of course he was. He got off on this.
At that moment Jen felt like a vamp, a dominating cougar. She was in control, not Biff and certainly not Mike. Jen had a submissive streak - it was more than a streak actually - but at that moment she was the alpha in the room. She said to the door, to Mike, "Don't touch yourself."
"What?" Biff asked not understanding.
"Nothing," Jen said turning back to him from the door. She lowered her head and took Biff's cock into her mouth.
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Mike was slowly stroking himself when he heard Jen say "Don't touch yourself."
It surprised him. Jen had never said that before. Was she worried he'd cum too fast? But why would she care, she had Biff?
The fact was, Mike enjoyed stroking himself as he watched Jen with another man. He knew the right pace and pressure to keep himself on the edge without cumming. So he enjoyed playing with himself as he watched, it increased his pleasure. If he couldn't touch himself it wasn't as enjoyable for him, it was like denying him pleasure.
But Jen had clearly told him not to touch himself. She must have something in mind. A new angle on their game? Mike was intrigued, but he wanted to cum too. He knew he could cum now and still be ready for Jen later.
Reluctantly, Mike put his cock back into his pants.
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"Okay, so you want me to show you my moves," Biff said as he mustered up his courage.
"Ah yeah, I've said that like 3 times," Jen said with a sarcastic "hello!" tone of voice.
Biff frown at Jen. Her bitchy, challenging attitude was getting to him. But he was getting used to it so he found himself not as intimidated as before.
"So, I'd start by buying you a drink," Biff said.
"I've already got a drink," Jen said dismissively as her new Cosmo (her 3rd) arrived.
Biff frowned again. More of that bitchy attitude. "Okay, I'd tell you how hot you are," Biff said.
"Not bad, girls like compliments," Jen said, but her tone was still dismissive. "But words only go so far."
"I've only started," Biff said sounding miffed.
"Well hurry up," Jen said taking another big gulp of the Cosmo. She leaned in close to Biff and said "Here's the thing Biff," she said slurring her words. "I AM hot. I can have any man I want. Trust me, I know. If you want me, you have to take me. Are you man enough for that?"
Biff was taken aback by Jen's words. He'd been drinking too, matching Jen's Cosmos with his Coronas. With his inhibitions and good sense lowered by alcohol, he said angrily "God you're a bitch."
Jen smiled. "That's better," she said.
Her words made Biff even angrier. "You want to know what I'd do if you weren't my boss?" he said challengingly.
"Yeah I want to know," Jen said with the same challenging voice.
"I'd do this," Biff said as he grabbed Jen's stool and pulled her close to him.
Jen giggled delightedly like she was on an amusement park ride. Then she said tauntingly "That's all?"
"I'd do this," Biff said roughly pulling her into his arm.
Now their faces were so close their lips almost touched. Serious now, Jen said "That's all?"
Biff pulled Jen's face to his and kissed her. She let him. In fact, she kissed Biff back. They made out. Finally Jen pulled away. They were both panting.
"That's all?" Jen whispered, looking into Biff's eyes.
Emboldened, Biff reached up and put a hand on Jen's breast. He fondled her through her blouse and bra. Jen's eyelids got heavy and her lips part as he thumbed her nipple.
"Folks, come on," the bartender said disapprovingly, noticing how the couple was drawing the attention of the people at the bar and adjacent restaurant.
Biff continued to fondle Jen, ignoring the bartender. Jen made no move to push Biff's hand off her breast. Breathing hard, she whispered hoarsely "That's all?"
Biff moved his other hand to Jen's thigh. He pushed his fingers between her crossed legs, towards her pussy.
Finally Jen stopped him. She abruptly stood up, pushing his hands away. She moved closer and pressed her body against his. As she did she cupped his erection. She needed to check.
It only took a moment. Yeah, he was big enough. He had the manhood to satisfy her.
Jen threw bills on the bar, flashing the bartender a brief thank you (and apologetic) smile. She grabbed Biff's hand and led him out of the bar.
Jen noticed all the people staring as they made their way to the exit. She didn't see anyone she knew, which was a good thing since her intentions would've been clear to even a blind man. She was going to fuck a guy who was clearly younger, too young to be her husband.
But even if people she knew had been there, Jen didn't care (at least at that moment). She was too out of control, too horny! God she needed fucked! And the fact she was about to ravage a 19 year old sooo turned her on! She felt like such a cougar and it was sooo exciting!
In the taxi Jen was all over Biff. She pulled his hair hard and looked into his eyes. "I like fucked rough, can you do that?" she asked challenging.
"Yeah, yeah," Biff promised, his hands exploring Jen's body over her clothes.
"Don't ask, take what you want," she said pulling even harder on his hair. "Can you do that? Can you give me that?"
"Yeah," Biff said. He pushed her hands away and pulled her to him, covering her lips with his and forcing his tongue down her throat. "Yeah, like that, like that," Jen thought as she let Biff kiss and fondle her.
At the loft apartment Jen led Biff into the master bedroom she shared with Mike. "What about your husband?" Biff asked warily.
"Don't worry, he's away," Jen said going with their story. "Stay here, I have to tell the babysitter she can go home."
Jen closed the door to the master bedroom and went into Anna's room. Mike was there with Anna. The baby was sound asleep.
"What took so long?" Mike asked. He looked bothered and impatient, but excited too.
"You always think it's so easy," Jen said with an exasperated laugh. She softly stroked Mike's cheek to take the sting out of her words. Then she walked over to their daughter. "How's Anna?"
"She's good," Mike said. "I gave her a bath after Maggie left. We read books until she fell asleep."
"You're such a good father," Jen said stroking Mike's cheek again.
"Biff's in the bedroom?" Mike asked.
"Yeah, I should go back," Jen said. "I'll crack the door open."
"Okay," Mike said eagerly.
"I feel wild Mike," Jen confessed, rubbing his chest again. "It might get wild tonight."
"You know I like you out of control," Mike said honestly.
Jen looked again at her husband, giving him a weak smile. Then she went back to her 19 year old intern and soon to be lover.
In the master bedroom, Biff looked unsure how to start. Jen sat on the edge of the bed as Biff stood. She gave him a sexy smile as she curled a finger into his belt and pulled him towards her. "Take off your shirt," she told him.
Biff smiled, clearly relieved that Jen (his boss) was taking control. Jen eagerly watched as Biff unbuttoned his shirt and his chest came into view. Jen liked what she saw. Being on the crew team definitely made his body lean and hard. She ran her hands up his chest, tracing along the ridges of his six pack and outline of his well-defined pectorals. Jen had a thing for athletes and his young strong body was getting her so hot!
Not able to control herself, Jen abruptly pulled Biff onto the bed, onto his back (his feet were still on the floor). She excitedly ran her hands up and down his muscular chest as she kissed him. "You've got a nice body Biff," she told him between kisses.
"You haven't seen the best part yet," Biff joked (but he was serious).
"I'm getting to that," Jen said with a laugh.
Jen slid onto the floor. She got on her knees, between his legs. She ran her palms up his legs, moving past his knees and up his thighs towards his manhood outlined in his pants. She grinned at him and said "I bet you never thought you'd see me here."
"Yeah," Biff said, getting up on his elbows and looking at his beautiful boss on her knees between his legs. "It's hot though."
"Yeah, it's hot," Jen agreed, dizzy with lust. She was 29 years old, married and a mother, the boss at work. Yet here she was, submissively on her knees between the legs of her young, 19 year old intern. This scene was so freaking hot she could barely breathe!
Jen put her hands on Biff's crotch. He felt big. "Nice Biff," she said approvingly. All Biff could do was nod.
Jen reached up and unbuckled his belt. She undid the snap, then pulled down his zipper. Gripping the waistband of his jeans she pulled down. Biff helped by raising his butt.
Jen pulled Biff's jeans down, pulling his shorts down at the same time. She stopped when his cock popped into view.
Jen's eyes focused on his manhood. Biff definitely passed the hands/toilet roll test, but he wasn't huge. Jen smiled inside, thinking that seemed right. No one named Biff should have a huge cock.
Jen took his cock into her hands, feeling his hardness, the heat of his passion. "Nice Biff," she said to her young intern.
Jen took her hands off his cock. She spit on her palms, then she wrapped her fingers around his shaft again. She slowly stroked him up and down. Biff moaned and rolled his head back.
As Jen stroked her young lover she thought of her husband. Was he watching? She looked over her shoulder at the door. The crack in the door was dark but she thought she saw a person there. Mike. He was watching. Well, of course he was. He got off on this.
At that moment Jen felt like a vamp, a dominating cougar. She was in control, not Biff and certainly not Mike. Jen had a submissive streak - it was more than a streak actually - but at that moment she was the alpha in the room. She said to the door, to Mike, "Don't touch yourself."
"What?" Biff asked not understanding.
"Nothing," Jen said turning back to him from the door. She lowered her head and took Biff's cock into her mouth.
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Mike was slowly stroking himself when he heard Jen say "Don't touch yourself."
It surprised him. Jen had never said that before. Was she worried he'd cum too fast? But why would she care, she had Biff?
The fact was, Mike enjoyed stroking himself as he watched Jen with another man. He knew the right pace and pressure to keep himself on the edge without cumming. So he enjoyed playing with himself as he watched, it increased his pleasure. If he couldn't touch himself it wasn't as enjoyable for him, it was like denying him pleasure.
But Jen had clearly told him not to touch himself. She must have something in mind. A new angle on their game? Mike was intrigued, but he wanted to cum too. He knew he could cum now and still be ready for Jen later.
Reluctantly, Mike put his cock back into his pants.
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