Her admission took him off guard and that’s all she needed. She moved away and busied herself with a helping of pudding.
She handed him the bowl, said her goodnight and disappeared into the night.
~~
Jon groaned when he realized he had a full blown hard on again. How that woman made him suffer!!
His hand closed over the bulge in his pants.
“I guess its you and me tonight huh?”
He unzipped the jeans slowly, taking care as to not get any of his throbbing anatomy in the zipper.
That’s what happens when you don’t wear underwear, bright spark!
His hand felt cool against his hot shaft. The sensation heightened his excitement and slipped slowly over his sensitive tip. Moistness covered his hand as his strokes got harder and quicker. His breathing picked up and he closed his eyes. Megan swam before his eyes and he groaned, feeling the pleasure his hand was bringing him.
He visualized her in black lace underwear, lying on his bed invitingly. Her eyes were burning for him and her arms were open, calling to him.
“Oh Megan! Oohhhhhhh…..” her name was a desperate groan on his lips.
His orgasm hit hard, feeling the wetness spilling over his hands brought him back to reality.
He stood up to clean himself. At least he’ll be sated, for now.
~~~
Megan was tossing and turning in her bed. Jon’s shocked face was haunting her. Why did she say that? God!!
She meant to say she didn’t trust him so close to her..SHIT!
She didn’t trust herself…well she didn’t trust Jon either, but that was a hurtful thing to say!
Why did she have to fall for him when she was young? Why didn’t she choose a nice boy, the same age as her?
She remembered how Jon changed after that night after the fair….
He stayed out later and partied harder. He also started going out with a girl called Dorothea.
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