There are some days that you just know are going to be bad. Or at least to the extent that there really good and yet incredibly bad. This was definitely one of those types of days. Going anywhere near Jennifer Love Hewitt at this point I knew it was a bad idea, I had already proven to myself I couldn't keep my hands or any other part of me for that matter of her.
Something about her just got to me. Something I think the both of us were all too aware of by now. Despite that we couldn't seem to avoid each other, and I had tried. Tried desperately and repeatedly to stay away from her was much as I could. So far it had just ended badly.
After she had turned up at my place weeks had passed. I had thought, maybe expected, things would go quiet, and I suppose they did for a time. But eventually maybe I also knew we still weren't done with each other as well. I couldn't have said why, it was a feeling I had.
When there was a call about routine work, a checkup that her house had requested I knew what it would mean. I knew all too well that anytime the two of us were close it seemed to inevitably end with us enjoying some steamy hot romp and after the last time especially I knew I couldn't resist her.
I had tried of course. I had tried to avoid going, to leave it to someone else to go there and do it. It was only routine of course nothing special. Jennifer of course had insisted that the first guy came again as she knew him and thought it would be easier. I'd thought about calling in sick as well a late cancellation, so someone else had to go.
Then I just remembered her in my room, my bed, her sheer lace clad figure as I peeled it off and then ravished her all over it. How she'd looked by the time we'd finished glazed and dripping with a very satisfied happy look to her face. I'd tried to forget but she had been right, that was impossible.
So, I'd caved, I'd taken the job knowing full well what might happen if I did. I'd grabbed my things left early with the van and turned up at hers to do the job and just leave the rest to fate. I couldn't escape her it seemed. I wasn't entirely sure I wanted to or whether I even could.
At first however it was different. She'd greeted me by the door given me a brief kiss on my cheek invited me inside all very formal and polite not what I had expected. But a look in her eyes held a warning of sorts and a little later I heard noise and steps, another voice and I realised today her husband was home.
I almost felt relief. I was safe from temptation as there was no way anything would happen while he was there. At first that seemed right. I made my way through to her sauna and just worked quickly and efficiently. I didn't see much of Jennifer she stopped by once and looked in and left quickly.
I thought I had got away with it, resisted temptation, avoided any awkward moments. I was feeling pretty good. That was until she stopped by again. She kissed me, my head melted. That was pretty much all it took a single kiss that soft warm sultry mouth covering mine and I had failed spectacularly. But I didn't feel good, I felt alive and very hard.
She caught me in the sauna trapped me against the door as I'd done to her once. Her body blocked me, so only by physically touching her could I escape, and I knew if I touched her I'd be finished. I wouldn't be able to resist not wanting more of her. A fact I was sure she knew all too well.
But she pressed in close her eyes focused entirely on mine, stepped up on her toes and carefully pressed a soft kiss on my mouth. It was no more than that. Just a quick light kiss, her cheek brushing mine, her fingers caressing slowly against my jaw as she took a deep breath and just looked at me.
"I've wanted to do that since you turned up today. Actually, I've wanted to do a whole lot more. But today......well you've seen it's a bit awkward." She breathed out softly.
"Jennifer." I mumbled softly and it was all that I managed to get out before her fingertip pressed against my mouth, she shook her head and just smiled at me.
"Don't say anything. You don't need to say anything I know you to well. You've got that look in your eye. You might talk about stopping or being careful or valiantly trying to resist but we both know you wouldn't. Even now I bet your thinking of it right now."
Her face broke into a small, satisfied smirk as she looked at me.
I felt her fingers stroke across my lips just light and teasing as she leaned in close once more, her voice a whispered soft tease as she continued to speak, this time only adding to the mix by accentuating her words with little soft kisses and gentle flicks of her tongue for good measure.
"I know you remember. We've done this before in this room. I bet you can remember that alright. I bet you can remember me naked in here, all hot and wet and bare. I bet you can remember exactly what happened then. You wanted it then. You still want it now." She continued.
"Even with my husband here I don't think you'd be able to sop yourself. I think you'd enjoy just tearing through my clothes until you could get your hands on me. Or your mouth, or a few other parts that might want some attention." She smirked playfully fingers just sliding down my chest the tips trailing across me.
I shuddered taking a deep breath as I felt her settle both her hands on my chest her palms resting on them. She was leaning in against me, and although I had tried not to touch her it was a battle I wasn't winning. I could only get past her by moving her, and moving her meant touching her. If I touched her.....if my hands found their way to her curvy tempting figure I was finished. Of course, if she continued like this I might be finished anyway.
She was pressing in so close I was acutely aware of her. The feel of her body, the scent of her skin the touch of her hands and her breath teasing against me. She stood up sliding her voluptuous body against me and I could feel the heat radiating of her. I knew how worked up she was then and already knew I was in trouble.
She kissed me again, and then again nipping at my lower lip and tugging it. I made a sound and it only made her do it again. She was baiting me, teasing me making it impossible to resist enjoying seeing how far she could push me before I broke. The simple answer to that was not long.
Another brush of her lips and a flick of her tongue and I grabbed hold of her pulling her against my body. I heard her make a noise, half laugh half pleasure as we fought one another. Suddenly we were kissing and groping one another like sex starved teenagers.
I ground my by now fully hard erection against her belly. She moaned against my mouth her tongue teasing and sliding over mine molten and hot to taste. I grasped and held her hips slipped around to cup her rear through the jeans she was wearing and just squeezed and pushed against her.
She moaned again scraping her lips over my neck and tugging at my clothes trying to get her hands on bare skin. I grasped her hips and spun her around planting her against a wall and pinning her there as I ground myself against her our mouths dueling in fervent hunger.
I tugged at her sweater my hands slipping beneath the fabric and caressing the bare skin beneath running across her belly and climbing up to find the lace covering her breasts. Breathless I groaned as I touched them fingers tracing across the lace of her cups until I found the hard tips of her nipples thrusting out against it.
She might have been right. I might have torn her clothes there and then. I might have surrendered to that clawing need there and then and just taken her regardless of the consequences. I think we were both suddenly so worked up we wouldn't have stopped.
In the end a call for her from outside broke the two of us apart. Her husband trying to find where she was. I swallowed hard and slowly and reluctantly edged back from her. Flushed and looking hot, her mouth swollen and tempting she looked at me. Before I said anything she silenced me with a finger again.
"Ssssssshhhhhh." She murmured softly cutting of any noise. "Don't speak, don't think, just listen for a moment." She flashed a small smile at me and then slowly drew her finger once more running across my chest and slowly on down my body.
I knew what she was doing, I knew what she'd find. I watched the slow smirk come across her lips as her fingers traced across my erection. It ran slowly up and down the length of my shaft and then she just cupped me her palm rubbing gently over the hard bulge in my jeans.
"You are so hard right now." She smiled playfully tossing her head. She licked her lips and then slowly just shook her head. "Well, that's it then isn't it. I guess I'll just have to take care of that for you won't I." She must have seen the alarm in my face as she chuckled softly.
"Not right at this moment." She assured me softly. "But before you go, before you finish up, I'm going to take care of that problem for you. I want it, you want it, so I guess we'll just have to take care of it somehow. We'll have to get creative won't we." She laughed softly and planted another lingering kiss on my mouth even as I heard another shout for her.
I think I groaned, or at least some noise escaped me as I felt her press her hand against me one final time her palm rubbing across my hard aching length. Her eyes bright and hot looked at me again and I watched her take a breath. She leaned in and nipped at my ear.
"See I told you. I can what you're thinking right now, and that is all about tearing of my clothes and just fucking me. You don't even care my husband is calling me all you want to do is make me take you, make me take that cock, make me moan while you pound yourself inside me while you watch me desperately just try to keep quiet even as we both just erupt." She shuddered a little even stood there.
