I was over at my ex-girlfriend's house getting a few of my things. My Ex Nicki was one of those little red head spit fires that drive you wild one moment and nuts the next.
I was glad for the freedom of a break-up on good terms and the promise we would still be friends. I'd even set her up with a new boyfriend so that she would be as fine with it as I was (What other guy would do that?).
The problem had always been she'd been a manipulative bitch using guilt, sex, or anything else at hand to get what she wanted. For the longest time I had wanted out of the relationship but she had manipulated me to stay in. Finally when Eric walked into her life she had been willing to let me go.
I grabbed my spare camera, class ring, and two sets of clothes I had left at her house 'just in case'. I yelled out bye and thanks and was heading for the front door.
"Hey Rick, could you do me a big favor?" Nicki asked from the stairs.
"What's up?" I asked.
"I have some of my old childhood toys I was going to donate, but its up in the attic and I was wondering if you could help me wrap it up and bring it down?"
I thought about it a moment, but I didn't really have anywhere else to go so I agreed. I carried my things with me up the stairs and then climbed up behind her to the attic.
Now most attics are cramped uncomfortable places, but Nicki's parent's house was an older one and even the attic had once been used as a living space so it had actual flooring and wasn't bad other than being hotter than hell in the summer and just as cold in the winter. Fortunately it had been warm for a few weeks and it hadn't truly gotten hot out yet.
I started boxing things up as directed but an hour into it I noticed Nicki kept brushing into me when it was unnecessary.
"What are you doing?" I finally asked.
"Nothing. Why am I distracting you?" Nicki asked as she batted her eyelashes at me and unbuttoned her top most remaining button, which pretty nearly exposed her breasts popping out of my favorite one of her bras.
"You know damn well what you are doing." I growled a little annoyed at the teasing.
"But I so need your huge cock." She moaned as she undid her remaining buttons.
"Then call Eric and have him fuck you. That his job now not mine."
"I don't want his cock, I want your huge one." She said as she pulled her shirt off all together.
"I am not screwing around with another guy's woman."
"I am no guy's woman, I'm my own and I fuck whom I please."
"I didn't realize what a slut you could be." I responded back angrily.
"I think you like it." Nicki says with a smile as she slid her shorts down her legs to reveal she had not been wearing panties. Then she slowly walked up to me and placed her hand on my crotch.
"Oh you definitely like it!" She said with a laugh giving my hard on a squeeze.
What can I say; it has a mind of its own. I didn't want to have sex with another man's girlfriend, but my cock didn't much care.
Nicki got on her knees in front of me and deftly unzipped my pants and fished out my cock. Then just as quickly she sucked it into her mouth.
While we had been dating she had very rarely sucked on my cock, much preferring me in her pussy so this was a rare treat I was having a very difficult time resisting.
Finally though I regained control of myself and reasserted myself. I pushed her off my cock and it slipped out of her mouth with a pop.
"I do not want to have sex with you, that was part of our breaking up."
Nicki pouted a moment then she slowly removed her bra. I pointedly looked away from her.
"Fine! So you don't want me, I'll just have to pleasure myself!"
I heard her lay down on the floor and then I heard her make soft grunts and whimpers, I couldn't resist I had to take a look.
Her legs were up in the air and she was furiously fingering herself. My cock hardened up fully and was angrily reminding me that the last time I'd had sex had been a month ago and had been to this woman on the floor wanting to get fucked. I was horny and I was pissed that I was being made so fucking horny.
