Vague Seductions

“Why would you bring that up? Why would you bring that up?” Her screams filled the breezeway and pierced our ears.

I had only lived here about two months, but I’d known Kristie and Jack for about five years. I was a bridesmaid in her wedding, my ex-husband was Jack’s coworker, and our children played together occasionally.

Their relationship turned for the worst about three years ago when Kristie’s mother died in a terrible accident. Kristie had sent her mother home in an Uber because she kept nagging Jack to take her home, but he was too tired from working a fifteen hour shift.

The Uber Driver was driving under the influence and ended up hitting a pole. The driver sustained broken ribs, but her mother was ejected from the car.

I could only imagine what they were arguing about this time. From what I gathered from conversations with Jack, he always started the arguments. You’d think by now that Kristie would have caught on, but every evening, they always argued.

He would exchange a few words with her, and then leave.

“It’s the truth! You can’t handle the truth. I can’t deal with you right now! I need to go to the gym.” Jack yelled back.

Jack was six-three and as burly as a man could get. His belly towered over his long cock and we all knew that the "gym" had become obsolete in his weight loss journey.

I often reminded him that he needed to change his alibi. He had been going to the “gym” for two months, and nothing had changed in his appearance. He argued that she would overlook the fact because she was too busy accusing him of killing her mother.

Since she overlooked the obvious, our meetups always worked out because our community’s gym was a few hundred feet from our apartment.

I stayed near the door so that I could hear Jack slam the door, stomp on the top step seventeen times, and then open my door.

Kristie was so naïve. I loved that for her. He negligence was my blessing.

“You always run! You’re a coward!” Kristie retaliated.

“Well let me show you what a coward looks like!”

Jack slammed the door and did his exit routine. I snatched the door open and happily let him in.

“I’ve been waiting all day to get to you.” Jack greeted.

“I’ve missed you as well. Think you could spend the night?” I asked.

“You know I can’t do that.”

“I was just joking. Are you up for some TV?”

Jack looked around me and caught a glimpse of my kids' room and smiled. “They must be gone with their dad?”

I agreed with a simple nod.

“I can stay for one episode.”

Jack walked over to the couch while I popped a bag of popcorn. The soft thuds against the glass container filled the silence between us. Jack found the remote in my reclining sectional and searched Netflix.

I reached in the cabinets and retrieved his favorite cup. I loved being his peace in while his wife knew nothing about our affairs. I filled the glass with his Apple Crown Hennessy.

I grew sad at the thought of my boyfriend coming home from prison in six months, but I quickly snapped out of it at the sound of the microwave's alarm.

“Have you picked a show yet?” I inquired as I joined Jack on the couch.

We placed our drinks in the cupholders of the couch, our popcorn between each other, and relaxed.

“Nothing really interested me. How about we watch our sex tape from Cancun?” Jack joked.

I looked over in his direction and laughed. He couldn’t possibly be serious. I wanted to spend some time together before we got straight into the action.

This was the second time that Jack had shown disinterest in spending quality time. He was no longer concerned with out bond, but mainly having sex.

Had our rendezvous started to bore him?

“I just thought maybe we could finish a few episodes of Jane the Virgin.”

“Are you going to be my virgin?” Jack slyly mocked.

We both laughed.

Jack turned the tv to Pandora’s Keith Sweat’s Grown and Sexy Playlist. He slid his hand up my thighs, grazing them with his short nails. I opened wider so that we could both get comfortable.

“See, I knew you wanted to get some of this good dick.” Jack cooed.

I softly planted kisses around Jack’s thick neck making him recede into the couch. I took his hefty diamond earring in my mouth and slowly occupied his ear with my warm tongue.

The middle of his pants grew as he took it all in.

Jack lifted his body and undid his pants and threw them in the corner of my front room.

His massive cock stood erect as he waited for me to hop on it. I continued to tease him with the rhythm of my sinister tongue while I massaged his engorged tip.

Jack opened his legs wider, allowing me to position myself in his lap. I swiftly turned my back to him and pointed his manhood in my direction.

I held his dick while I eased the back of my pussy onto him.

I took his tip and rubbed it against my lips, driving him insane.

“Stop teasing me. Go ahead and put it in!” Jack dryly gasped.

I did as I was told and grabbed Jack's thighs to stabilize myself.

He loved it when I put myself in reverse cowgirl position.

My hips pivoted his cock as he filled me with his girth. I lunged forward to accommodate his curve and reach my g-spot.

Jack seductively smacked my ass. I increased my speed.

He grabbed my hips and rammed his cock further and further into my pussy. I leaned further away from him to accommodate his forceful blows.

“Oh damn! You feel so good. I love the way you fuck me like that!” I whimpered.

“Unnumm, don’t run from me, come here!” Jack moaned.

The further I leaned out, the more Jack lifted himself to meet me. There was no point in running, he wanted his entire dick wet.

I held my breath while Jack continued to guide my hips. The sweat from his flabby body decorated my back. I reached up and pushed my hair to the opposite side. I took hold of my ankles and jounced my ass as fast as I could.

“I love it when you bend over like that!” Jack belched.

“Oh yeah?”

“Yeah! I’m so close! Bounce that ass just like I like!” Jack enjoined.

His stroke deepened and my body folded perfectly giving him as much leeway into my guts as he desired. Jack uncoiled his back and we both howled in pure ecstasy.

Jack pulled out and shot his cum all over my sweaty back.

“Whew! I had to get out of there! I can’t afford no fuck ups!” Jack quipped.

“I’m glad you did!" I returned before dropping my head.

I ran to the bathroom and brought back two warm and damp towels. Jack and I cleaned ourselves before he casted the our sex tape from his phone to the TV.

Damn, I was starting to fall hard for this man.