Chapter 20

Jason dropped his keys down on the kitchen table and ruffled his hands through his hair. He was walking towards the fridge pulling out two beers as Mandy took off her heels, "ahhh that's better" she said, she was moving towards the bedroom as she pulled her dress up over her head tossing it onto the bed. Jason sipped his beer, smiling as be enjoyed the view.

Sensing his eyes on her Mandy turned "What you smiling at Sailor?"

"Nothing…" he lied, grinning "… beer?" He held out a beer for her and she walked towards him in her underwear. He'd already opened it for her and she took a long drink.

"You didn't take long getting out of those shoes or that dress" Jason commented, amused.

"You know I'm not really a dress girl, Jase. I mean it's nice every so often get glammed up but the shoes, urghh, implements of torture" Mandy made a show of stretching out her toes.

Jason moved to pull out a chair for her. "Sit down and relax" he gestured for her to sit and he took the seat next to her. Turning to face her, he put his bottle down and reached down to her feet.

"What are you doing?" Mandy said a little surprised, as Jason lifted both her feet up onto his lap "Easing the tortured feet" he said as he started to massage one of her feet.

Mandy actually groaned out loud "ohhh that feels good" Jason grinned and continued to work the muscles on the soles of her feet. She eased back into the chair, leaning back and feeling the most relaxed she had in ages.

"How on earth is Jason Hayes good at foot massage" Mandy asked surprised, now with her eyes closed, feeling like she was melting into the chair.

"I make it my business to be good at anything to do with your body" he replied, his hands now massaging and stroking her ankles and calves.

"Is that right?" Mandy asked teasingly. "It's true you are pretty good at handling my body" she smiled, still with her eyes closed.

"Pretty good?" Jason mocked feeling insulted and Mandy laughed. "…How about I remind you just how much better than pretty good I am" he continued as he slowly inched his hands higher up her legs, gently moving her legs apart he slid his hands along the inside of her thighs, teasing his fingers up and down.

Then suddenly before Mandy knew what was happening Jason had placed her feet on the floor grabbed her up and sat her half on his lap half on his chair with her back to him, his erection pressed against her ass, he pushed her legs wide apart and held them in place at her ankles with his his feet as he continued to run his hands up the inside of her thighs.

"How do your feet feel?" He whispered into her neck as his fingers traced invisible patterns on her thighs

"Amazing" Mandy replied honestly.

"Any other places need massaging?" He whispered again, his stubble grazing the back of her neck.

"Mmm-hmm" was all Mandy could manage as his fingers moved higher to the edge of her panties

"Maybe here needs some attention?" Jason asked as he nibbled at her neck

"Yes" was all she could say, half moaning

There was no tease this time, no slow torture, he immediately slipped his hand inside her panties and went straight to massaging her clit. The sensations took her by surprise, she gasped and her head went back to lean on his shoulder. She would never get enough of the feel of Jason Hayes large rough hands working her over, he was rough but gentle and he knew exactly what he was doing. While one hand played with her clit, his other hand was now pulling her panties to the side and was seeking out her wet core, stroking her folds. His fingers found her entrance and began slowly and gently teasing her there, little at a time sinking into her with two of his fingers.

Mandy moaned, her breathing was rapid now she was trying to move her hips against his hands but his legs were holding her in place.

Jason worked her body as he watched her over her shoulder as she writhed and bucked against him. It wasn't enough, he needed her closer, needed her with less clothes, needed to suck on those lickable tits.

He released her legs enough to quickly slide her panties down her legs "I need you on my cock" he demands as he stands her up and turns her to face him.

"And I need you naked" he added "take it off" he gestures to her bra as he pulls his T-shirt over his head and unbuckles his belt.

She does as she's ordered in silence dropping her bra on the kitchen table, she steps forward as he frees his cock from his jeans, grabbing her roughly towards him. She straddles his legs lowering her naked body onto him. Slowly she eases down and they both groan with the sensation, he had access to her breasts now, and he takes one nipple in his mouth and licks, sucks, gently tugs as Mandy gets used to the fullness of his cock inside her, then she moves gently, he holds her waist and helps to move her up and down his cock. As she gets her rhythm he moves his hands to hold her breasts playing with her nipples, teasing as she moans in pleasure.

"You know the other day I told you I'd thought of at least 3 places to fuck you in this kitchen?" Jason whispers

"Mmm-hmmm, the chair, check …. the table, check…" Mandy says breathless

"I think we need to try out the third…" Jason gently lifts Mandy off his cock, both standing he backs her up to the kitchen counter lifting her up and resting her ass on the counter she wraps her legs around him as he pulls her closer to the edge and leans forward to whisper in her ear "I wanna fuck you so hot and hard on here that I get a hard-on every time I make coffee" And with that he drives into her, fucking her so hard that the mugs on the counter shake with every thrust.

"Oh fuuuckk!" Mandy cries out, she leans back to hold on to the cupboards each side of her head to keep her balance, the cupboards shake as he takes her over and over. Jason watches as Mandy shuts her eyes, taking everything he has to give, he senses she is close and he pulls her close so he can play with her tits. He grabs her ass firmly while he takes turns licking and sucking each nipple, she moans even more, she's on the verge and he knows how to take her over the edge.

He moves faster and harder with one hand holding her ass he brings the other one up to flick her nipple as he flicks his tongue over the other, she gasps and cries out. But he's not done reminding her of just how much better he is than "pretty good" so with his last thrusts he takes his hand off her ass, dips it down her front to her clit and gently flicks it at the same time as he teases her nipples. She bucks and cries out and he repeats the move again, repeating the sensations on her nipples, her clit and the deep thrust inside her all at once. She comes apart now saying his name over and over "fuck Jase, Jase, fuck" He comes hard to the sound of her crying out his name on the kitchen counter.

Coffee-making in his kitchen will never be the same again he thinks to himself as he clings to her, Jason's Mandy, his Mandy.