Ascending Lauren Ch. 27 - Sex Stories

Ascending Lauren Ch. 27

... creating a relaxing ambiance on the rooftop. Every now and then, a resident would pause and strike up a conversation with Lauren, their smiles carrying an undertone of recognition towards Corey. Even the dweeby milquetoast happened by to say hello, albeit nervously. "Hello, Luke," Lauren greeted her neighbor from the fifteenth floor. Meanwhile, her husband discreetly assessed the thin and gaunt physique of the man. Corey couldn't help but be surprised that Luke hadn't discovered a method to attach a pocket protector to his swim shirt made of rayon.

Really, Laur? Really?

Shifting in the lounge chair, her bikini-clad body glistened with sunscreen. Luke couldn't help but notice her perky breasts, accentuated by the bikini top, as her chest rose and fell with each breath. The sight reminded him of the sauna, where she had been one of the few women ever to offer themselves to him.

"Oh, um, hi," he stuttered, trying to maintain an air of indifference in front of Lauren's husband. Little did he know, the husband was already aware of their past encounter in the gym sauna. "Good to see you...again."

As soon as those words slipped out of Luke's mouth, his eyes widened in realization. "I didn't mean again, like in that way," he mumbled to Corey. "It's not like we've spent any time alone together, you know."

Lauren shifted in her seat, allowing her knees to slightly part and the bikini bottoms to form a tight cameltoe. The young man's eyes snapped to the deep cleft. "Oh, ...

... don't be so modest," she smiled broadly, enjoying watching the guy squirm. "Me and Luke have broken a sweat together, haven't we?"

The memory of her wet, meaty vagina gripping his inexperienced cock caused Walters to sprout an embarrassing chub.

The way she moaned, making him feel special...

Letting him take her like a Viking...

Her bare married slit folding around his...

"Oh, uh, yeah," he searched for words, trying to play it cool, "workout buddies."

"Nice to meet you," Corey offered a hand which Luke accepted weakly.

"I gotta go," the anxious resident blurted out, hastily taking leave without even bothering to glance back.

Before either could even utter a word about the awkward encounter, Jack Carter, the confident, middle-aged millionaire with a chiseled physique, stepped up. He greeted his gorgeous neighbor with a warm smile, eyes lingering on her luscious curves, before turning his attention to Corey.

"Hey there, Kyle."

"Corey," the project manager corrected him sharply, his annoyance palpable. The guy's tight yellow trunks hugged his perpetually tanned skin, calling attention to a bulge in his package that was undeniably impressive.Is everyone in Miami hung like fucking stallions except for me?

Lauren seemed to be staring as well, perhaps remembering the time when most of it was down her throat. "Hi Captain Jack," she responded playfully.

"I just realized you've never given me an answer on going for a ride."

Corey looked puzzled, ...