So the roommates daughter (20 yo) was in the kitchen again with her fat amazing a** so juicy in those yoga pants. She’s bending over getting stuff from cabinets and reaching into the refrigerator and I’m rock hard for the millionth time, but this time my cell phone whispers to me “hey M.F.er, go ahead and take a picture, it’ll last longer.” I was like, “f*** you, I’m not going to do weirdo creep s***! no.”
Then all I heard was “no balls.”
Now I think my c*** and the phone were having their own conversation at this point because I was throbbing even harder. I got up, said f*** it, turned on the camera and went in the kitchen and took my time grabing some napkins and ice and a spoon and I don’t know what else while I’m snapping picks and shooting video. I didn’t give a s*** about the b****, if she would have asked if I “had something in there or was I just happy to see her” I would just be honest. She knows what she’s working with. So, 2 minutes that felt like an eternity were over, small talk while she’s got her back to me, cooking something on the stove, and I walked strait from there left my random s*** on the table and stepped into the bathroom and busted an amazing fat c** while actually looking at her as visually for the first time and not just in my imagination. Washed up. Headed back out. Enjoyed the rest of the evening. So if it could have gotten better than that, I would have loved it. But I had some s*** to do and while I was out I bought a night cap from the liquor store and poured a nice glass for myself when I got home. I’m not sure how long I had been enjoying a smooth buzz while channel surfing, but here she comes again.
And my f****** c*** came up with some s*** for me to say, making her giggle at first, kept it general, impersonal, not specific request or advance, but borderline, and I had never crossed this line before. She was fine. It was all good. Then I eventually brought up loving to be allowed to smack it. She said no, I chuckled it off, we we’re in that flow. We parted ways. She passes me again in the hall, she had a grin, and I bit my lip with a smile and said “are you sure? Not even once?”
She said “no dude” I said ok, want you to be comfortable that I’ll never cross that line, I will respect you, I don’t want you to be uncomfortable.” I saw the tension in her shoulders ease out and she looked at me like she was wondering something. I said “what?”
She said, “I’ve noticed you showing off too. I make you hard don’t I?”
“F*** yes, you do.”
She looked square at my crotch and she started with the frisky kitty s***. She told me “I meant what I said earlier, you can’t touch me, ever, and you better not f****** say anything about this to any one.”
I asked “… About our conversation?”
She said “aanything I say or do”
And she turned backed into the bathroom flicked on the light, turned around and did this s*** wriggle out of those tight pants and I saw those bare delicious cheeks in all their glory lol
My heart was racing I grabbed my c*** through my sweats and just nodded smiling. And then, F*** YES, she did the little bitchy beckon with here finger for me to come into the bathroom, I stepped in and shut the door behind me and she said my sweats and showers down as she dropped to her knees and she blew me like it was going out of style. I’m not going to say S*** to ANYONE.