Bad Girl Pt 01 1

Abby snuggled deeper into the warm comforter. She felt a hand brushing gently along her back and then down to cup her ass through her cotton sleep shorts. The next moment, just as she expected, Mark nuzzled his face against her neck, kissing gently. His short beard tickling her skin. She felt a hard bulge squeeze up against her thigh. "Mmm, good morning." She moaned.

"Morning!" Mark crooned, running his hand along the small of her back and just inside the elastic of her shorts.

Abby stretched her body and rolled, wiggling her ass back into his bulge. "You thinking about something this morning?"

"Just how hot my wife is." Mark whispered still kissing along her neck and moving his hand around to the front band of her shorts.

"Mmm" Abby moaned as he slipped his hand lower, running his fingers along her bare pubic skin down to massage her pussy.

He moved his mouth to hers and kissed her deeply as he ran a finger between her pussy lips, feeling her growing wetness. He moved his other hand up inside her t-shirt to cup a breast.

Abby gasped with pleasure as he started rubbing her clit and pinching her nipple. The man knew just the right buttons to press for her pleasure. She quickly reached a brief wave of pleasure. Mark paused and threw back the covers. She rolled onto her back as he slid down her shorts and hiked her shirt up to uncover her tits. Abby glanced to see that he'd thoughtfully locked the door before waking her. She could hear the faint sound of the kids playing videogames downstairs.

Mark spread her legs and breathed heavily with excitement seeing her wet pussy before him. "Mmmm." He groaned hungrily and dove down to lap her juices like he was starving for it. He reached one hand up to massage her breast and placed the other on her pubic mound, letting his thumb rub over her clit while his tongue explored her lips and pussy.

More waves of pleasure washed over her body. She felt tension building in all of her muscles. It built in waves, higher and higher. Warmth spreading over her body. At just the right moment, Mark finally lifted his tongue to her clit, flicking it furiously for a moment before taking it in his mouth. He sucked hard, still flicking the head with his tongue and now he pinched both nipples between his fingers.

"Fuuuuuucckk." Abby moaned as an intense orgasmed washed through her, shaking her whole body with pleasure. "Fuck." She exhaled, coming down from it. Mark tapered off his ministrations to match her release.

"Mmmm, thank you." She moaned, pulling him up to her. Kissing him and tasting the salty musk of her own juices on his lips. Running her hand through his chest hair and down to the band of his shorts.

He smiled and smirked. "I think I want to save that for later."

Abby smiled, rubbing the rock hard pole that was tenting the fabric of his shorts. "You sure?"

"Yeah." He nodded.

Abby grinned. Mark liked to be teased and he loved to let the anticipation build. As bad as she wanted to suck his cock right now, she knew letting him wait would mean getting fucked extra good tonight.

"Ok." She agreed. "Actually, I need to get up. I'm going to go help Jess this morning."

"Jess? From work?" Mark asked.

"Yeah, she's moving her stuff from her ex's to her new place."

"Oh, that's right. The big move." Mark nodded.

"Yeah. I'm going to surprise her with some coffee. See if she needs anything."

"That's really kind of you." Mark acknowledged.

"I feel bad for her. I know she needs some support and I really want to encourage her to get out of her shell. Most of her friends were from their church. They're all taking Tim's side and trying to make her feel guilty."

"Douche." Mark grumbled. He'd only met Tim a couple times at Abby's work events. But he came across as a spoiled man-child. Wearing baggy jeans and a Walmart T-shirt, making it clear he didn't want to be there and thought he was 'too cool' for corporate decorum.

"Yeah." Abby rolled her eyes. It never made sense to her how such a sweet, intelligent and beautiful woman like Jessica had ended up with such a slob. "I might stay and see if I can be useful. Jess said her brother and some friends are going to move the big stuff. But maybe I can help with boxes and unpacking."

"I'm sure she'd really appreciate it." Mark smiled. "Plus, I'm sure getting to watch some hunky dudes muscle furniture around has

nothing

to do with it."

Abby laughed. The dudes were probably slobs. But watching men do manly stuff was always a good time. "You're good with the kids?" She asked.

"Yeah. But I could see if my mom is free if you want me to come help."

Abby appreciated his thoughtfulness as always. "No, you have a nice relaxing day. I want you to save your energy for tonight" She winked.

***

Jessica looked at the empty living room with a pang of something: regret, guilt, anxiety. She wished she felt more satisfaction. The townhouse was hers. Not 'theirs', not Tim's. She'd chosen it. For the first time in her life, chosen where

she

wanted to live.

It was the sort of place she'd always secretly dreamed of. There was a clubhouse and a pool. The community was close enough to the main street to walk to shops and restaurants. Perfect for a 31-year-old... divorcee? Was that what she was? It made her sound like a bitter old woman.

Her phone dinged and she felt a pang of anxiety.

What if it was Tim, again?

She lifted it and saw a text from her brother Matthew. "On our way." She started to text and ask if things had gone ok with Tim. But, she knew he wouldn't tell her if they hadn't. He'd insisted on handling the move out for her, just so she could avoid any drama.

Soon, he'd be here with the movers and the empty townhouse would fill up with her things. She hoped it would start to feel like home.

The doorbell rang and Jessica startled a little. It was too soon to be Matthew and the movers. She pulled up the video App on her phone. Always the protective big brother, Matthew had installed the security doorbell as soon as they'd left closing.

On the video her work friend Abby was waggling two Starbucks cups at the camera. Jessica smiled as she walked to open the door.

Abby was wearing the kind of yoga pants that scrunched up in just the right places to show all her curves. On top she had a snug sweatshirt and Jessica could tell she wasn't wearing a bra. Her chestnut hair was pulled back into a ponytail with a purple band. Abby always looked so effortlessly beautiful, Jessica thought, even in her most casual outfits.

"Thought you could use some fuel for the big day!" Abby smiled, holding out one of the coffee cups.

"Mmmm," Jessica moaned with joy as she took a sip of the Caramel Macchiato. Abby knew just how to lift Jessica up. Bonding over their shared-favorite coffee treat had been one of the things that first blossomed their friendship at work. "Thank you. You're so sweet." Jessica said.

Her and Abby had hit it off when they first started working together in a casual lunch-buddy way. But Abby had been very supportive of her over the last few months or drama. Jessica felt like she'd become a true friend.

"Movers on the way?" Abby asked, walking in and eyeing the empty living room and kitchen.

"Yeah, my brother just texted."

"Cool. Cool." Abby nodded. "Everything good?" She asked with a knowing look of empathy.

"Yep." Jessica smiled.

"Such a nice place." Abby observed, looking over the townhouse. "When does the couch get delivered?"

"Supposed to come Wednesday." Jessica smirked.

"Yay!" Abby giggled. "Just need to work on finding you some good men to break it in." One day at lunch, Abby had helped Jessica pick out some new furniture to supplement what she was getting from the split. She'd taken particular interest in picking out the perfect 'makeout couch'.

Jessica gave an exaggerated roll of her eyes. "Maybe." She allowed. "There's just a lot I need to figure out before I'm ready to even think about dating."

"Who said anything about '

dating'

?" Abby said in a sassy tone. "I'm just trying to get my newly single girl some good dick."

Jessica blushed. She loved how outspoken and free spirited Abby was about things like sex. But a little voice deep down in Jessica still nagged at her that sex was dirty and supposed to be secret. She had to admit, the idea of a new man

was

exciting... But that part deep in Jessica felt guilty at the thought. It wasn't about sex. She told herself. None of this was. It was about happiness.

Tim had never liked Abby. He'd called her some awful things when he and Jessica fought. Said she was a bad influence on Jessica and blamed her for their split up. Jessica had reflexively defended her friend. But truthfully, she had to admit that Abby's influence had been a big part of the unraveling of her marriage. Just not in the way Tim ever thought.

It wasn't that Abby was open about her and Mark's sex life (though she was) or that she was always doing fun things. It was that her and Mark were just so

happy

. Sixteen years together and they were deeply in Love. Mark would drop by the office with flowers or Caramel Macchiatos (always thoughtfully bringing one for Jessica too.) He took Abby out on fun dates and trips all the time.

Seeing their relationship had made Jessica aware of feelings of emptiness and dissatisfaction that had always been there, but she'd been so used to it she thought it was just normal. It wasn't that Jessica wanted some crazy sex or anything. She just wanted someone who cared about her needs too. Someone who cared more about her than his Xbox games.

Jessica looked at Abby standing there in her tight yoga pants, they hugged her hips and butt and left very little to the imagination. Tim would've been horrified if Jessica had ever worn anything so... suggestive. She realized Abby had caught her staring.

"Those yoga pants don't leave much to the imagination." Jessica observed.

"Yeah," Abby giggled. "That's the point." She wiggled her butt a little. "Mark can't keep his hands off me when I wear them. And the way people look at me. Like you just did. Makes me feel like a goddess."

"I don't think I could ever be so... on display." Jessica observed.

"You should try it!" Abby said. "I'll order you a pair!"

"No." Jessica shook her head. "I couldn't, I'd be way too embarrassed."

"You don't have to wear them out in public. Just wear them around here! They're actually really comfortable. And there's no one here to judge you." Abby said, pointedly.

Jessica giggled but shook her head. "I don't want you to spend the money on something for me just to wear around the house."

Abby tsked, "I get them on Shein. They're not expensive. Trust me. Just put them on and look in the mirror, you'll feel so hot. It'll be good for you. But you have to let me see!" Abby pulled up her phone and started clicking on her shopping App. "Oh!" Abby exclaimed. "You have to see this dress I got!" She flipped through pages on her phone and holding the screen over so Jessica could see it. "It's so cute." She said, still thumbing through her orders. As she flipped, Jessica caught sight of some shirts and blouses, more yoga pants and then something that made Jessica gasp and put her hand to her mouth. Jessica felt her face flush.

"That's just a little something for Mark." Abby grinned. She turned the phone so Jessica could get a better look. It was a form fitting body suit made of red mesh netting. There were cut outs around the boobs and down in the crotch. Her nipples and privates were covered with little flesh toned blurs. But Jessica could still clearly see the model's... everything

Jessica gasped. "You're really gonna wear that. It's so..." She didn't know- 'sick, dirty, perverted' the little voice deep inside her head suggested, but she couldn't stop looking at it. "It's so... bold!" Jessica finally stammered

Abby laughed. "'Bold.' I guess that's a good word for it. But you should see how wild it makes Mark when he sees me in something like that." She said, starting to flip again. She flipped past more bras and underwear, sexy, but nothing again nearly as daring. "Oh, here it is." Abby said, holding the phone back up for Jessica to see. It was a short, glittering dress in silver and dark gray. The hem was more than halfway up the model's thigh and the neckline plunged way down, showing the curves of her breasts. Jessica owned bathing suits that covered more skin.

All

of her bathing suits did, in fact.

"Whoa," Jessica said, her eyes going wide. "You're gonna wear that like, out?"

"Yeah!" Abby giggled. "We're going out dancing with our friends on Saturday. Oh! You should come!"

Jessica was still caught up on imagining wearing something so revealing out in public. "Oh, no, I don't, I don't have anything to wear. I-" She said, by way of excuse, but feeling like it was true. Nothing she owned would come close to fitting in somewhere people would be dressed like that.

"Oh, don't worry about that. We'll get you something. We got plenty of time for shipping. Oh! You know what?" Abby exclaimed excitedly. "They have some other dresses in this same line. We can get you something, and we'll be like twinsies. It'll be so fun! You need to get out and enjoy your freedom."

"Oh, I couldn't." Jessica sputtered, imagining how naked she'd feel wearing a dress like that.

"Oh, they have some other, longer and less

slutty

ones, I promise." Abby laughed.

"Ok, maybe." Jessica allowed. Dancing did sound fun.

"Here, look at this one." She held it up. I It was a dress of similar fabric and style. You could tell it was the same line, but the cut was lower, nearly to the knees and not nearly as tight, more flowing. There was a slit on the side that hinted at thigh skin. The neckline came down Just enough to show a bit of cleavage. It was much less 'slutty', but still more daring and revealing than anything Jessica owned.

"I- I don't know." Jessica, demured, "It's so, um..." She didn't want to say 'slutty'. Even though Abby had called her own dress that like it was a good thing.

"

Sexy

! Right?" Abby, finished. "You're gonna look amazing. Trust me. What color should you get? I think this blue would go great with your eyes!"

Jessica looked at Abby's face as she was pressing buttons to shop for the dress excitedly. A big part of Jessica wanted to tell her no. That it made her too nervous. But seeing the big smile on her friend's face, she didn't want to disappoint her. Really, going out dancing with Abby and being 'twinsies' was exactly the kind of adventure Jessica thought she wanted for her new life.

"Do you have something to wear with it?" Abby asked.

Jessica furrowed her brow. "Like a jacket?" She asked thinking it was probably warm enough out she'd be ok.

"No, silly, like panties. Lingerie, something sexy."

"Well, no, why?" Jessica asked, thinking about her closet full of plain cotton briefs and satin bras.

"In case you meet a cute guy!" Abby said, jabbing her with her elbow. "Oh look, these match perfectly." She said, holding up the phone and showing Jessica some lacy blue tanga panties. They were really pretty but nothing too crazy, not like Abby's mesh body suit. Jessica decided to trust Abby's judgment. "Okay, yeah," she said.

"Awesome. Free two day shipping! Gotta love it." Abby said, pressing the button to finish the order. "I'll bring it over When it gets here, and you can try it on."

A few moments later, they heard the beeping sound of a truck reversing. Jessica looked out the front window to see the rental truck backing into her short driveway. Matthew was standing in the street directing the driver and shouting.

"Is that your brother?" Abby asked.

Matthew was wearing jeans and a black athletic cut t-shirt.

"You never told me he was a hunk." Abby teased.

"Yuck." Jessica replied. But truthfully, she knew. All her friends in high school had had big crushes on her older brother. He had the same blonde hair and blue eyes as her. He'd always loved sports and starred on their schools baseball team. He still hung out at the gym and loved playing pickup basketball.

He'd recruited a couple of his buddies to help with the move. Derek was tall with a broad chest, wearing jeans and a retro rock shirt. Jessica hadn't met him before. He was pretty quiet and sported a gold wedding band on his ring finger. Jimmy was shorter and tanned, wearing a cut off T shirt and track pants, with a gold chain around his neck. He was Matthew's oldest friend. They'd played baseball together from middle school to college. She'd had a crush on him before she started dating Tim in high school. He still acted like a jock and Jessica thought he was kind of a loudmouth.

Abby laughed and called him a "classic gym bro" when they were in a different room.

Matthew kept telling Jimmy to stop trying to flirt with his sister and help move. But Jessica noticed most of his attention was directed towards Abby. In fact, all three men couldn't hide their stares at her butt in the yoga pants.

The guys started with the big furniture and Jessica and Abby started unpacking boxes.

Abby dug through the pile and found one with Jessica's bathroom stuff.

"Let's get your bathroom unpacked, at least. Then you'll be good to take a shower after all this, even if nothing else gets done."

Jessica found the box labeled 'towels' and led Jessica up to her bathroom.

"Whoa, this is nice." Abby said admiringly when they walked in.

"Right? This was what made me fall in love with the house." The bathroom was generously sized with a corner jacuzzi tub, double vanities and a huge shower.

"You could fit like five people in here." Abby observed sticking her head in the shower. "Ohh, and it's got a massage wand. Good for you girl. That's fun."

"Yeah!" Jessica beamed. "It'll be so nice after all this moving."

"Ha! I bet." Abby winked.

Jessica felt like she was missing a joke. "Yeah, I'm going to be sore from carrying all these boxes."

Abby gave her a meaningful look. "You've never used one have you?"

"Um, no... How do you mean?" Jessica asked, trying to understand what Abby was getting at.

"To

get off

."

"Get off?" Jessica asked puzzled. Then she realized. "You mean like... to

masturbate

?" She said lowering her voice to a whisper.

Abby laughed like it was the funniest thing she'd ever heard. "Yes! Jill off, jerk it, flick the bean, 'masturbate'!"

Jessica looked over her shoulder nervously hoping the guys hadn't heard. But the door was closed to a tiny crack and they were still downstairs "Well, no. I mean I have done

that

. But not with a shower. I mean."

Abby reached to turn on the water and flipped through the settings on the hand shower until she got to one that shot out pulsing jets of water. She pointed it at her fingers and the waggled with the beat of the water. "Ok, listen, you just point this right at your clit and let the water do the work. Trust me." She said in a husky voice, wiggling her eyebrows. "You should try it!"

Jessica felt a rush of embarrassment mixed with anxious excitement. It sounded like Abby meant

right now

. "Umm, yeah, maybe I will."

"Listen, you've got to make sure you take care of your own pleasure." Abby said firmly. "You don't have anyone else to now. I mean, not that you did before either. But a woman needs to make sure her needs get taken care of."

"Yeah, that's true." Jessica agreed hesitantly.

Abby, chuckled and turned off the water. "Alright, let's get your bathroom all setup. I think you should make this vanity your makeup and beauty station, it's closer to the window and you'll get good light."

"Yeah." Jessica agreed. She appreciated Abby's thinking. It's not something Jessica would've thought for herself.