Jan sat at her breakfast table sipping at a cup of coffee, wearing nothing but her nightgown contemplating what she had done. She had seen and sucked more cocks yesterday than she had in most of her adult life. She didn't feel regret, although humiliating she enjoyed being desired again. When she got home she had been so fired up that she had dug out one of her old toys and fantasized about being under Darrell, as she pounded away at her wet pussy. The toy was nowhere near his size or girth but it was the best she had to hand and she even called his name as she came, then drifted off into a deep post orgasmic sleep. She was broken from her day dream as her house phone burst into life.
"Who could this be ringing at 9am," She questioned an empty home.
She picked up the receiver and was surprised to hear Trevor voice.
"Jan, it's Trev from the garage." Without waiting for her to reply he continued, "A couple of problems have popped up but I think I have a solution to them all. You didn't leave your locking wheel nut key in the car so we can't get your wheels off, and I've just checked and your MOT ran out last week."
"Wait, what? I haven't had it that long it's couldn't have run out already." Jane replied
"Did you check how much MOT it had when you bought it?"
The long silent pause from the other side let him know the answer.
"Don't sweat it, I can get the MOT sorted tomorrow anyway."
Jan felt her heart lift a little believing that maybe they weren't the biggest bunch of selfish pricks she'd ever met, then came the inevitable but.
"I'll need you to do me a little favor in return, well not me per se more I need you to do Kyle a favor."
"I don't understand, I've already agreed to let you all use my body like a fucking pin cushion, what more can I do?" Jan replied.
"I'm worried about the lad, he's been off his game this morning and now he's saying he's got a migraine coming on and might need to take the afternoon off."
"It's probably all those energy drinks he's always guzzling, the lad needs to drink some water." Jan said, still confused why Trevor was phoning her for medical advice.
"I don't think its that, I think he's nervous about tonight's entertainment."
Jan still wasn't sure what he was wanting, and felt pretty sure she was the only one who needed to be nervous about tonight.
"He talks a big game, but I'm not sure he's even been with a woman and certainly not a woman like you." He continued "So I'm going to send Kyle round to yours to 'collect' the locking wheel nut and whilst he's there i thought he can get a his end away.... what do you think?"
"I don't fucking believe my ears. That's what i think!" she replied.
"Oh and don't let Kyle know this is pre planned, you'll need to seduce him, you know, make him feel like a real man."
"So not only does that mouthy little shit get to fuck me tonight, now he gets me this morning and more importantly I have to seduce the cocky shit... what fucking time should I be expecting his majesty to call?" she said, sounding more and more infuriated.
"I knew you'd be on board, I sent him on his way to yours before making this call, he should be with you any minute."
"For fucks sake Trevor!" Jan shouted and hung up the phone
"Fuck, fuck, fuck" she said to herself as she frantically made her way upstairs in the vain attempt to freshen up and change out if her gown before her gentlemen friend arrives.
She had just made it to the top of the stairs when she heard a knock knock on her front door.
"Fuck"
She froze at the top of the stairs unsure whether to leave him knocking, deciding there was little she could achieve in those extra minutes made her way back down the stairs. She composed herself, tied the belt around her robe and opened the front door with a smile.
"Hello Kyle, what have I done to deserve such a morning treat?" Jan said trying to look seductive with no makeup on.
"We, just erh, need your lock nut, it's not in your car, so, erh, Trevor thinks you've got it here." Kyle mumbled struggling to look her in the eye.
"Oh, I think i know what you mean, step inside and take a seat whilst I look for it." she said.
She busied herself in the kitchen draws pretending to look for the key, she knew where it was, it was with the car paperwork under the telly. She was just trying to give her brain a chance to come up with a plan.
"I think it's upstairs, but it's on the top shelf so I'd need some help reaching it." She said as she walked back into the living room.
"Follow me," she said and started to climb the stairs with Kyle in tow.
She wasn't sure how she was going to seduce him or even how to break the ice, fortunately for Jan, Kyle smashed it.
"I'm really sorry for calling you a fat bitch yesterday."
Jan hadn't expected an apology from him, in fact she was expecting more mouth from the cocky little shit.
"I always get shit off fucking Darrel for not looking my age, so when you said that I wasn't even old enough for a blowie it really made me mad. I shouldn't of taken it out on you, I just fucking hate Darrel so much." Kyle confessed.
"Was it good for you? The blowie as you put it," asked Jan now with a plan forming in her head.
"Erh, yeah, it was, I mean you are really good at it. I'm sorry I cum so fast, I was just, you know, super excited," he said spluttering.
"You don't need to apologize, it's flattering to know I can still turn a young stud like you on," she replied, losening her belt allowing her robe fall open a little.
