No One Could Have Guessed
A/N: I have an idea for a sequel to this. But I don't want to give away anything just yet. So Please Read and Review. And Thanx to everyone that does.
16- Who Are You Here To See?
One Week Later...
Jessica had called Christine and they talked several times. Christine learned that Jessica wasn't even going to be able to stay at Sean's for the weekends. Realizing she had never told her mother that Jessica left she got an idea. She told Manny she was going to the movies with Jessica and she would probably spend the night there. Smiling through the entire conversation.
So she got dressed up in a short denim skirt and tight black t-shirt. Grabbed her purse, left the house, and headed for Sean's.
When Sean opened the door Christine was greeted with a smile and the smell of alcohol.
"Hey. You know Jess isn't here right?" he said joking with her. Knowing why she was there.
"She's not who I came to see." she said with a mischievous grin.
"So who are you here to see?" he was having fun toying with her. And he knew she was there to see him, he just wanted to hear her say it.
She took a step closer to him and brushed herself against him. In a deep sultry voice she whispered, "You."
That was all he needed. He moved to let her in and they both stepped into the house.
They sat and drank for a while, him not needing it at all. By this time they were drunk, sitting on the couch, and talking. Sean hated the conversations he had before he and whoever he was with were about to go have sex. It gave him time to feel guilty. But with Christine he felt like there was more. Like she was there for more than sex. Of coarse he was going to fuck her, no doubt about that, but he truly felt like he liked her. He snapped out of that when he saw what she was wearing. She caught him checking out her skirt and couldn't help but smile.
The smell of alcohol was strong and all inhibitions gone when they started going at it. It started with Sean running his hands from her knee to her neck lingering as it brushed over her breast. He leaned in and they started kissing. Before he knew it Christine was straddling him and his hands had wandered up her thighs pulling her skirt up to reveal a black lace pair of panties. His hands worked there way up and roughly pulled off her shirt and unhooked her bra.
He threw her on her back strayed over the couch as he knelt to pull off his own shirt and pulling down his pants. Never taking his eyes off her, he pulled down his boxers, as he pulled out his, up until then, painful hard on. Christine looked at it and almost gasped. He was certainly well endowed, and this excited her. She sat up and grabbed him by the back of the neck to pull him onto her. Sean put all his weight on one arm so he could guide his dick as he pushed into her. He moved at a slow paced letting her adjust to his size before he quickened his paced. Christine, out of habit, tried not to make too much noise. She bit her bottom lip and let out small moans and gasps. But once Sean really started moving she was practically screaming. Sean let out moans and grunts every time he pushed into her but he really enjoyed the look on her face and the noises she was making. He was enjoying what he was dong to her as much as she was, and eventually they reached their climax. Both of their breathing got heavy and, as if practiced, in unison they both moaned as Sean came.
They switched positions so they were side by side and fell asleep.
A/N: I have an idea for a sequel to this. But I don't want to give away anything just yet. So Please Read and Review. And Thanx to everyone that does.
16- Who Are You Here To See?
One Week Later...
Jessica had called Christine and they talked several times. Christine learned that Jessica wasn't even going to be able to stay at Sean's for the weekends. Realizing she had never told her mother that Jessica left she got an idea. She told Manny she was going to the movies with Jessica and she would probably spend the night there. Smiling through the entire conversation.
So she got dressed up in a short denim skirt and tight black t-shirt. Grabbed her purse, left the house, and headed for Sean's.
When Sean opened the door Christine was greeted with a smile and the smell of alcohol.
"Hey. You know Jess isn't here right?" he said joking with her. Knowing why she was there.
"She's not who I came to see." she said with a mischievous grin.
"So who are you here to see?" he was having fun toying with her. And he knew she was there to see him, he just wanted to hear her say it.
She took a step closer to him and brushed herself against him. In a deep sultry voice she whispered, "You."
That was all he needed. He moved to let her in and they both stepped into the house.
They sat and drank for a while, him not needing it at all. By this time they were drunk, sitting on the couch, and talking. Sean hated the conversations he had before he and whoever he was with were about to go have sex. It gave him time to feel guilty. But with Christine he felt like there was more. Like she was there for more than sex. Of coarse he was going to fuck her, no doubt about that, but he truly felt like he liked her. He snapped out of that when he saw what she was wearing. She caught him checking out her skirt and couldn't help but smile.
The smell of alcohol was strong and all inhibitions gone when they started going at it. It started with Sean running his hands from her knee to her neck lingering as it brushed over her breast. He leaned in and they started kissing. Before he knew it Christine was straddling him and his hands had wandered up her thighs pulling her skirt up to reveal a black lace pair of panties. His hands worked there way up and roughly pulled off her shirt and unhooked her bra.
He threw her on her back strayed over the couch as he knelt to pull off his own shirt and pulling down his pants. Never taking his eyes off her, he pulled down his boxers, as he pulled out his, up until then, painful hard on. Christine looked at it and almost gasped. He was certainly well endowed, and this excited her. She sat up and grabbed him by the back of the neck to pull him onto her. Sean put all his weight on one arm so he could guide his dick as he pushed into her. He moved at a slow paced letting her adjust to his size before he quickened his paced. Christine, out of habit, tried not to make too much noise. She bit her bottom lip and let out small moans and gasps. But once Sean really started moving she was practically screaming. Sean let out moans and grunts every time he pushed into her but he really enjoyed the look on her face and the noises she was making. He was enjoying what he was dong to her as much as she was, and eventually they reached their climax. Both of their breathing got heavy and, as if practiced, in unison they both moaned as Sean came.
They switched positions so they were side by side and fell asleep.