You put your hand down firmly on Jen's, pushing it away from your crotch. Your libido screams in frustration, but you know you're doing the right thing.
"I'm sorry, Jen. James is my friend. I thought you wanted me to help your relationship, not destroy it."
"But you came over to my house, alone with me. You had to know that I wanted you." Jen leans forward again, placing both hands on your thighs and spreading your legs slightly. Coincidentally, when she raises her chin to look into your face, the cleavage exposed between her heaving breasts takes your breath away. "Don't think about James. Think about you and me, naked on the floor, our sweaty bodies sliding together. My tongue in your mouth, and on your body." Jen look down at your throbbing crotch. "I can tell you want me, too. Why not, just once? James will never know." |