Jade's heart pounded in her chest as she tiptoed across the dimly lit hallway, her heels silent on the carpet. She clutched Harry's keys firmly in her palm; after all, she had no other option as the crotch-less lace bodysuit she wore had zero pockets. Her lips curled into a small smile; Jenson had already left for work, and Harry had requested a morning wake-up call, her desires racing with anticipation as she put the key in the lock.
She turned it just enough to hear the now-familiar click and pushed the door open.
Jade smiled; she was here to wake Harry, and he had requested a very intimate alarm call.
She pushed open the door to the bedroom. Harry lay sleeping, his breathing deep and even. Jade crept towards the bed, her heart pounding in her chest, her breath coming in soft gasps; the sight of him sleeping so settled turned her on. She almost didn't want to disturb him, but she had made him a promise.
Slowly she lifted the covers, gently, before delicately sliding her body under and into the warmth of his bed, her heart pounding even louder now as she pulled the covers over her head and inched down his body, Harry stirred and willingly turned his pelvis towards her. Jade's breath caught in her throat as she came level with his dick; eagerly, she reached out and touched him, still soft and warm. She gave him a slight squeeze, a gentle hello, before leaning in and pressing her lips to the tip. Harry stirred again and moved to help her with access.
Jade began to kiss him, her lips parting and lingering, her tongue probing out to taste him. She could feel him growing harder in her hand; she took him in her mouth, her red lips tight around his shaft (he liked her in thick red lipstick; he had repeatedly told her that the last couple of weeks).
Although she loved sucking him, loved feeling him grow in her mouth, it had kept her away from her work a lot recently,, and excuses were becoming thin, not that she worried too much; Harry was retired, he didn't have a job to be late to, and she didn't have kids or other responsibilities to keep her from dropping everything to help him out.
She swirled her tongue around his tip, the blissful taste of him in her mouth, his cock growing harder and thicker with each flick of her tongue. Harry made a soft noise in his throat, his body shifting slightly under the covers. Jade looked up, a smirk playing on her lips as she took him back into her mouth. She loved him coming to life at her touch, loved knowing that she was the one 'waking' him up, the one making him hard.
With her lips tight around his shaft, her hand began stroking his inner thigh, her nails, long and red like he preferred, scratching over his flesh.
Harry moaned softly, his hips twitching, and Jade felt it, his cock pulsing in her mouth, growing even harder. She moaned around his cock, the vibration of her lips causing him to gasp and move; Jade moved with him, her grip struggling to keep him close and inside her.
"Good morning," he whispered, his voice thick with desire and amusement but she knew he had already been awake and willing.
She loved being able to help him out like this, loved the power of this neighbourly arrangement.
"Morning," she managed to get out without taking him completely from her mouth.
She kept up the suction, her head bobbing up and down, her tongue swirling around his now rock-hard cock.
Harry's hands moved to behind his head. "That's nice, Jade," he groaned. "Be a good neighbour and suck that cock."
Jade felt his pubic hair brush over her nose as she took him whole. She could feel him throbbing in her mouth, could feel the veins pulsing with each heartbeat.
