Jeanette chapter 4 - Sex Stories

Jeanette chapter 4

... late and alone then went out with some clients. Tommy said "my dad had been shouting at my mom to look at the receipt for three meals. She yelled about some pictures of him with her! My mom darted crying then and my dad was silent for a long time." "Did you see the pictures?" I asked quietly. "No! My mom kept them and after they started arguing all night again she finally said she would take them to a lawyer!" He said animated. He looked about to cry himself. Great! Tommy, his dad, his mom and MrC, now some lawyers all seeing me naked. Or near enough at least. The pictures of me were in my bra and panties but for a wife I'm sure that's enough. Not to mention my mouth around his cock! "I think I'm going to be moving with my mom. My dad refused to give my mom the house!" He continued. "He said it would be a cold day in hell before she took the house from him." "I can't take this please, I don't want to hear any more." I told him. This was shity, his mom had never done anything wrong to me. Now I ruined her marriage. She was like my parents always out. Probably didn't even know that was me in the pictures. She was gone more then my parents, I could even really remember what she looked like either. What if she did? Shit I'd never be able to hang out with Tommy again. Even if she didn't recognize me before, seeing me now would definitely trigger something. I felt so bad, my heart sank as I realized I was going to lose my best friend. "If you help me relax I'll stop talking about ...

... it I swear." He said. "I still haven't told anyone about the first time. "Fine!" I yelled giving in to him. I would have enough trouble facing him now after what I had already done. What did it matter, we couldn't be best friends anymore now. Especially if he ever finds out what had really caused his parents to divorce. "Come on." It was still early so the stadium stands were empty. We went into the hall that led up to the seats. "Ok take it out." I instructed coldly. He fumbled with his pants, "do we have to do it here?" He looked down the passage each way. "Do you have a hotel room ready nearby?" I remarked. "Come on, why are you so shy? Your hung like a horse Tommy!" He grinned but still hesitated. "Move." I demanded as I pulled his hands away. I reached into his pants and pulled his manhood out of his pants. It was still soft so I began stroking it with both hands. It was awkward working his cock while I was standing so I got down on my knees In front of him. As I pumped his shaft toward my face he got really hard really fast. I used one hand to jerk on his long pipe and the other to massage his bulbous tip. I realized I had learned to handle dick from his dad. The two were almost identical, and he seemed to like it the way I was pumping it. Weird, I thought to myself. Was it genetic or was it a guy thing? Did all guys like short fast strokes jerking just up by their tip? As I worked his dick I realized I was about to put it in my mouth. It was almost habit, me kneeling ...