Last Man Standing: Season 3
With Kristen moving out, she invited Ryan to come live with her and Boyd. Things were sailing along rather well, that is until the trucking company that Ryan was working at as a beer driver went on strike. He was a pseudo leader and Kristen was getting more and more aggravated when he continued to persuade the truckers to refuse the company's offer.
Money was running low, so she worked extra shifts at the restaurant and Jon Baker was more than accommodating.
After one evening, Kristen was sitting at one of the tables balancing the receipts with the cash and credit card slips. She stopped to think back about how Ryan made a fool of himself as usual. Her parents, and Mandy were there for a quiet meal, but Ryan came in to drop of Boyd. He had to attend an emergency strike meeting. As always, he made a crude statement about how the waitresses were paid minimum wage. She shut him down before he made a scene and he left in a huff.
Across the room, Jon was staring at Kristen as she worked diligently on the receipts. He was amazed how gorgeous she looked, even after a very busy and trying day. He still couldn't believe she went back with that loser Ryan. He cleared the partially opened bottle of wine from the bar counter. All of a sudden he had a cleaver thought. He picked two bottles and walked over to the lady who had her head buried in paperwork. He cleared his throat, "Time for a break, Kristen. I just love it when couples have a very horrible dinner engagement. They happen to be my favorite customers. They never finish their wine, " He lifted one bottle, "So, uh, what are you in the mood for--"Rejected marriage proposal" or "Looked nothing like his profile picture"?
She smiled up at him as she swept her dark blonde hair from her forehead. (In season 3 Kristen now changed her hair to blonde, something she did regularly through out the series) She pointed towards the second bottle, "Hmm, give me a glass of Mr. Photo shop."
As he poured out the wine, she closed up the receipts, "We had a pretty good night."
"Yeah?"
"Yeah, except for the whining at the Baxter table. I'm talking about Ryan, not Boyd."
He handed her her glass of wine and placed a hand on her shoulder, "No, you don't have to apologize for Ryan. You know, he's in a bad place right now." He poured himself a glass and took a seat beside her.
She rolled her eyes, "Yeah, well, we're all in a bad place. If his strike goes much longer, and now Boyd has a school trip to some old-west town. It's gonna cost 65 bucks."
He looked down at the money had had before him, "Oh, well, look what I just found." He dropped 65 bucks before her, "And here's a little extra, you know, maybe he wants to stop by the saloon, and buy himself a fancy, painted lady."
A huge smile crossed her lips and she chuckled, "Uh, thank you, Jon, but, I mean, no, I wasn't shaking you down for money." She pushed it back to him and closed the laptop.
He took the money back and nodded, "Okay, but, you know, I was serious when I told your folks earlier that you're a big part of the success of this place."
She listened to him and looked at him over the top of the wine glass as she took a big sip and after she lowered it, she held it in front of her.
He extended his glass in a toast, "You and I are a good team."
She stared at him with a mixture of appreciation, love and lust and she licked her lips and replied, "I could kiss you for saying that."
He saw the opening he was hoping for and as she took a another sip of her wine, he nodded, "I wouldn't stop you!" He leaned forward and Kris lowered her glass and leaned forward to meet him.
The two of them met in the middle of the table and as their lips met, they both released a little moan. It was a moan long time in coming. As the kiss grew stronger, he pushed the money, receipts and the laptop aside and they continued to kiss as his hand wound around behind her and cupped her by the nape of her neck.
Kristen knew everything about this was so, so wrong. But after Ryan's asinine remarks and how much Jon appealed to her, she wasn't about to let the chance slip away. Her tongue darted out and probed his lips and she let it slip into his mouth when she felt his lips part. Her hands clutched at his head too and without braking the kiss, they both rose up from their chairs and kissed even deeper.
Jon just loved Kristen's long, sexy hair, it nearly hung down to her waist. He reached down and untied the thick black belt holding her fashionable black leather jacket. He slipped it off her shoulders and as he broke their kiss, he attacked the sensitive flesh on her neck.
Kristen released a gasp, "Oh Jon, this is so, so wrong."
He nipped at her ear and his tongue danced all along the groove of her ear, "Do you want me to stop? Just say the word and I'll back off."
Her hands traveled up his lean, firm chest and began plucking away at the buttons on his shirt, "Oh don't you dare! You have no idea how much I need this. I'll go insane if you stop now." She tugged his shirt out of his pants and unfastening the last button, she slipped the shirt and sports coat from his firm upper body.
He rained kisses all along her neck and moved the other opposite side and feasted on her other ear, tugging at the earlobe and darting his tongue in and out of her ear. He felt her shiver and he moved downward and peppered her flesh with even more kisses and his hot breath caused her to break out in goosebumps.
His fingers continued to comb through her hair as he returned to her full bee-stung lips and his other hand found the tie on the back of her burgundy dress. He tugged at it and as it came loose, the silky dress parted. It was his turn to gasp as he stared at her full overflowing black bra. He gently slipped the dress from her lily white shoulders and it fell aimlessly to the floor.
Kristen stared into his eyes and licked her lips as she saw him stare at her lush curves, "Please Jon, you're making me extremely uncomfortable. I have to know what you are thinking?"
He chuckled, "Oh God, Kris, where do I begin. I am such a fool, I should have claimed you as mine when we were still working at the diner. I put my career ahead of my social life. I'm so far behind Ryan now and I could kick myself for not acting upon my feelings earlier."
She blushed and pulled him to her half naked body. It was her turn to kiss him and after breaking the kiss, she attacked his neck and shoulders. A golden drape of her hair floated around and covered his shoulder as she planted several kisses on his firm chest and her nails raked along his tapered back.
She found herself being guided to a nearby table and before she could react, Jon's hands were at her waist and she was being planted firmly on another table that wasn't cluttered with money, laptop or wine.
She was all in and her legs immediately came up and wrapped around his waist. She locked her ankles behind him and felt his firm ass cheeks and something even firmer pressing against the gusset of her damp panties.
Jon now took the lead, reaching behind her, he unhooked her overflowing bra and her full, firm tits came free. He replaced the bra with his palms and he squeezed and teased them. His thumbs rolled the large blood red nipples and as he tugged at them, they grew longer and stiffer.
Kristen rolled her head back and her long hair drifted back and forth across the linen tablecloth. She let out a groan, "Oh yessssssss Jon, suck on them. You have no idea how much I need to feel your mouth on my swollen nipples." She released a loud squeal when he did just that, "Oh fuck, bite them, tug on them, make me scream!"
He was beyond excited hearing her urge him on and he did as he was told. He sucked on one, teasing the nipple with his tongue, flicking it back and forth several times before sucking harder and as his teeth came into play, he nipped at them and tugged at the stiffening point. He released it and gave its twin the same treatment while his fingers still paid special attention to the first one all covered in saliva and glistening in the low light of the dining room.
Kristen clutched at his head, pressing it harder against her aching tits. Her hands darted down and worked feverously at his pants. Once she got them open, she pushed hard allowing them to pool around his ankles. She tore at his boxers and once getting them off., her hand immediately fisted his cock. She loved how it felt in her warm, soft palm. She stroked it and loved how the thick veins and numerous bumps made her want it even more. It made her think of a human, hot French tickler with all the bumps to scrape against her sensitive flesh.
Jon wasn't about to let her just give him some head tonight. He wanted her and he wanted her badly. He finally released her swollen nipple from his mouth and he applied pressure to her shoulder and urged her onto her back. His hands traveled up and down her overly sensitive flesh and he stopped to stare at the gorgeous figure beneath him, "My God, Kris, do you have any idea how beautiful you look right now? You are amazing and I can't wait to have you."
Her head came up and she stared at his lean, naked body and she bit her lower lip and releasing it, she gigged, "Oh wow Jon, You're pretty special too. Please don't keep a girl waiting, I need you in me and I need you now."
He shook his head, "Oh no Kris, I'm going to savor this. You aren't in a hurry, are you?" She licked her parched lips and nodded, "I'm in a hurry for you, nothing else matters right now."
He ran his hands down her lush curves and grabbing hold if her tiny lace panties. He drew them off her womanly hips and down her trembling thighs. He stared at those large, thick swollen cuntlips and he nearly came right then and there. His hands ran up her calves; across her knees and up her firm thighs. He smiled when he saw how she parted them and he leaned in and planted a swift, hot kiss directly on her pussy.
Kris released a loud guttural groan and clutched at his head, not wanting him to escape. He wasn't going anywhere as he began to flick his tongue out, dancing up and down those fleshy lips. He sucked on first one thick lip and then the other. He wormed his tongue into her bubbly hole and drawing out a copious amount of her milky cream, he smeared it all over his lips before licking them clean.
Kris was on the verge of an orgasm. An orgasm she wanted from him since she sucked his cock in his car on the way to work a few weeks ago.. She arched her ass off of the table and she screamed out when she felt his lips capture her clit. She growled out, "Oh fuck Jon, you are incredible. Suck it, lick it, oh fuck I'm cumming!"
