Jess stood under the stream of hot water cascading over her lithe body. She had already finished her shower and now enjoyed the feeling of the water flowing across her. Visions of Fred, her Dad's friend, danced in her head, as she tweaked her nipples and rubbed her clit. Finding a rhythm, she managed to slip two fingers inside and slide them out across her nub. She could almost feel his cock sliding in and out of her, his weight pressing against her. A slight moan escaped her lips; she was right at the precipice.
BANG! BANG! BANG!
She froze just before the top, and managed to back off a little before answering. "Yeah, what is it?"
"I need to use the potty." Fred called from the other side of the door.
Her heart skipped a beat; she had such a crush on him, even though he was much older, just a few years younger than her Dad. At six foot three he was more than a foot taller than her, and out weighed her by at least a hundred pounds. He was everything the boys her age weren't; mature sensitive, broad-chested, thick-armed, and a real man. She had caught a glimpse of the substantial bulge in his jeans rising more than once when she put on a show for him, making sure to lean over in every low cut blouse and dress she had. She was sure that it was larger and thicker than either of the boys she had dated.
"Just a second." Jess called, as she shut off the shower and hopped out. 'This is my chance, my chance to seduce him', she thought as she dried off. Moving as quickly as she could, she toweled off and grabbed her bath robe. Expertly tying it, she managed to make it look like it was tied securely, while showing the most amount of cleavage.
Scooping up her clothes, she pretended to fumble opening the lock. Finally managing to unlock the door and swing it open, she was face to face with her obsession. His short, sandy blond hair stood in stark contrast to her chestnut locks, and his tight t-shirt showed off his toned body. He had a slight glaze to his eyes; the alcohol had tipped him well over the edge of being slightly intoxicated. His green eyes held her brown ones and caused her heart to pound faster in her chest.
Jess "accidentally" dropped her black lace bra and panties on the floor. "Oops." she said. Bending down to get them, she pressed the rest her clothes into her chest, causing her breasts to almost pop out of her robe. She angled her body to provide him with the best view possible, a skill she had been working on for years now. Standing back up she tried to make eye contact, but his eyes were glued to her cleavage.
Moving her wad of clothes to her left side, she squeezed out of the bathroom and managed to brush up against him with her shoulder and arm. The bulge in his jeans felt absolutely humongous to her elbow. She could feel his eyes following her, so she accentuated the sway of her hips as she slowly slunk off to her room.
Once there she closed the door and collapsed against it. 'Oh my God, he is so fucking hot!' she thought. 'Ugh, I would love to see and feel his massive cock sliding in and out of me.'
"I gotta get ready for the next part." she said out loud.
Throwing her clothes into her hamper, she rifled through her dresser to find the perfect pair of panties. Finally deciding on a pair, she slipped them on, and grabbed her brush. Fixing her robe correctly, she made her way down the hall towards the den. Passing the bathroom door, still shut tight, she wondered whether Fred was relieving himself or "relieving himself". With a silent giggle she continued on.
The den was past the kitchen, more a converted garage than anything, there were a couple of carpeted steps down to the room proper. Her Mom and Dad were on the couch talking, the TV droned on in the background.
"Hey Mom, I'm headed to bed." Jess stated while brushing her hair.
"Oh OK, honey, Have a good night's sleep. By the way, Fred will probably be crashing on the couch here, since your Father and him always seem to drink way too much when the get together." Her Mom told her, emphasizing the oh's in too.
'You seem to drink too much when he's here as well, Mom', Jess thought with a smile on her face.
"Good night, Mom." Jess leaned over and gave her a peck on the lips.
"Good night, Dad." Jess leaned over and gave a similar peck to her Dad, but noticed his gaze lock onto her cleavage. She felt a strange twinge deep inside her, and her heart skipped a beat. 'He must have had way too much to drink.' she thought. Straightening up, she kept brushing as she walked.
Once into the living room, she started the second phase of her plan. Undoing the belt of her bathrobe, she stood at the beginning of the hallway, which led towards her room, her Mom and Dad's room, as well as the bathroom. She nonchalantly brushed her hair waiting for the bathroom door to open. Thinking about what she was about to do made her nipples harden and pussy start to drip. The sound of a flush echoed down the hall, and she took a deep breath, steadied her resolve, and exhaled.
As the bathroom door opened and Fred emerged, Jess started down the hall. There was no way he could maneuver out of the way, no where he could run. "Oh, Fred, I was just heading off to bed. How 'bout a good night hug?" Jess asked.
Confusion ran across his face until shock took over. Jess strode towards him with her arms raised. At five foot one and one hundred and ten pounds, she needed to have her arms outstretched to get to his massive shoulders. Which, of course, meant that her untied robe swung wide open, exposing her nineteen year old body. Her pert breasts with their pencil eraser nipples, soft pink areolas jiggled as she moved toward him. His gaze locked on to their rhythmic movement, but moved lower as she continued towards him. Her taught stomach transformed into her panty clad crotch, the panties that clad it was a sheer white thong already showing the tell-tale signs of her arousal, having been soaked halfway up by her juices. Continuing in the same direction he followed her legs down before finally moving back up, pausing at her pussy and breasts before settling at her eyes.
Jess grabbed Fred around the neck and pulled herself up, at the same time as pulling him down. Crushing her breasts against his chest, she felt her nipples push into his muscles. His head was brought down close enough that she was able to give him a kiss, pressing her lips forcefully against his, her tongue went in search of his.
Not knowing what else to do, Fred returned the hug, crushing her breasts against him even harder. Jess ground her hips against him, and Fred felt himself get hard to the point of pain again. This shocked him, since he had just finished jerking himself off. They simultaneously let go and separated. Jess never bothered to cover herself.
"Well, I guess that's good night then." Jess breathed heavily between each word.
"Yeah, guess so." Fred stated.