Hi, this is my entry for image 14
I rang the doorbell, clutching the flowers, card and prosecco, wondering if I’d missed Olivia already. I was surprised to see a figure behind the glass door, before realising it was Justin, her son. He must be visiting for the weekend, I thought as he opened the door and I grinned at his relaxed attire of joggers, shirtless with messy ginger hair.
“Oh hi Justin. I’ve just come to drop Olivia’s birthday present off, have I missed her?”
“Yeah she’s gone out with Dad for a drink.”
“No worries. I’ll just leave these with you then.”
I hand him the gifts before pausing as opens the door wider.
“You can wait if you like, I think she’ll be back soon.”
I hesitate a second, unsure because I didn’t know Justin that well. He was in his early twenties and in great shape. He had to be, being in the army. He looks at me nonplussed, shrugging his shoulders.
Why not?
I stepped inside, closing the door and following him into the living room.
“I was just recording a vid for my insta page, don’t mind me.”
I nodded, smiling as I watched him talking about his fitness journey and his goal to run a marathon for charity. For all his bravado, Justin was a good kid at heart.
I sat on the sofa observing him talk. Oh to be that young and confident! And his body…he is ripped. I shook the thoughts away and laughed, I was over twice his age. Dammit girl it’s been too long! I had been separated for a good six months now and was nowhere near ready to date, let alone anything else.
“Right Geezers, I smashed my run the other day…” Justin said as he recorded his Instagram video on his phone set up on the dining table.
I chuckled to myself, as I watched him bulge his biceps at the camera.
He paused the recording and turned to me, a mischievous look on his face.
“What’s so funny?”
“Oh I’m sorry, I just admire you for having the balls to go on the internet and talk. I couldn’t.”
“Yeah sure you could, especially after a few drinks!” He laughed, popping the cork off the prosecco.
“What are you doing?” I asked, smiling in exasperation. “That’s for Olivia!”
“Ah she won’t mind, she drinks enough fucking booze as it is!” He took a swig then offered me the bottle.
“Give that to me! That’s Olivia’s gift!” I protested, grabbing the bottle, giving him my best naughty boy stare.
I felt myself blush in response to our fingers making contact. He held onto the bottle and met my gaze. I had never noticed he had blue eyes before…mesmerising blue eyes. He released the bottle and he smiled at me with a smirk that made me feel something I hadn’t felt in a long time.
Fire.
I pushed away the thought, took the bottle to the kitchen and opened the fridge.
“Kill joy!”
I jumped, realising he was right behind me. His body brushed against mine as he reached inside the fridge, grabbing a coke. I inhaled, his scent making me feel giddy as I found space for the prosecco and once again tried to get a hold of myself.
“I am not!” I turned around, hands on hips.
“Yeah, right.” His tone and eyes challenged me and I once again felt a heat rising inside me.
“I used to be a bit wild actually!”
“Ha ha ha, sure.” He pulled the ring of his coke can and took a swig. “How?”
“Well I used to…erm..I was…a bit wild at uni…if you know what I mean.”
Why was I telling him this?
“Is that right? Can’t imagine it myself. You’re kind of meek.”
“Meek?! Me?” I moved closer, the inner fire bubbling to the surface. “Fuck off.”
He raised an eyebrow at me and walked past me to the bottom of the stairs.
“Prove it.” He looked at me with serious eyes, his mouth turned down, no longer joking. Then he turned away and walked up the stairs.
My heart thundered in my ribcage, sending waves of energy outwards, creating a rush of excitement I hadn’t felt in years. The yearning was so unbearable it pushed aside any thoughts of logic or sense and found my legs stepped forwards, and before I knew it I was on the landing, unsure of which room to enter.
“In here.”I followed Justin’s voice and paused at the doorway, overwhelmed by the comforting, earthy aroma in his bedroom. My mouth parted slightly as I saw him, standing by the foot of the bed in just his boxers. There wasn’t a sound in the room, aside from the gentle sounds of both our breaths in those moments of anticipation.
My eyes fall downwards, betraying my thoughts. Fuck. His bulge is massive.
“Hmm, like what you see? Wild child. Ha ha.”
His mocking tone filled me with a burst of anger, my body now propelling itself forward with momentum. I launched myself at him, kissing him hard and deeply before stopping to look up at him. His big arms wrapped around my petite frame and lifted me with ease. He threw me onto the bed.
Fuck. I’m so much older than him… I thought as he kissed my neck.
I shouldn’t be doing this… He sucked on my tits, his tongue swirling on my nipples.
I really shouldn’t be doing this… He undid my flies and pulled my jeans down.
I…ugh…fuck…I need this. I fucking deserve this. He pulled my sodden thong to the side and slid two fingers inside me.
I gasped loudly, my walls tightening fast around his fingers. It had been so long…too fucking long.
A loud thud caused us both to freeze.
“JUS–TIN! Are you home?”
Fuuuuckk! Olivia was back!
I froze, staring at Justin in horror. He put a finger to his lips and continued to ease his fingers in and out my dripping pussy, his thumb grazing my swollen clit.
Olivia and her husband moaning about Justin’s mess mingled with my own restrained breath filled my ears and I wanted to push him away, but couldn’t bring myself to take action. I was in the midst of a pleasure I hadn’t felt in a long time and nothing was going to stop me now.
“Fucking hell. You’re so tight.” He whispered in my ear.
That was it. I went over, clasping a hand over my mouth as I orgasmed hard, feeling every inch of his fingers as my needy pussy clenched hard, not wanting to release him from my grip.
His smirk sent another wave of desire through me, I grabbed his hand and slid out his fingers, sucking and licking them hungrily. I tasted the sweet, woody scent of myself, which made me ravenous for more.
“Give me your cock.”
Justin wasted no time releasing himself and straddling my face. I opened my mouth greedily and took him in.
Fuck I needed this. He thrust into me deeper.
I really fucking needed this. He grabbed my head and moved his hips faster.
Feet padded up the stairs. Justin’s grip on my hair tightened and he came silently shooting cum into my mouth.
“Justin. Are you in there?” I heard Olivia’s voice right outside the door.
Please. Please don’t come in! I thought, swallowing his thick cum.
“Yeah. I’ll be down in a minute.” Justin said, releasing his cock from my mouth.
I heard her footsteps heading back down the stairs and sighed in relief.
I wiped my face and pulled up my jeans, an odd sense of satisfaction taking over the guilt I felt.
“Very wild.” Justin smiled at me. “I’ll distract Mum. You can sneak out the back.”
I winced at him saying ‘Mum’. His Mum was my friend. A very close friend.
A friend that just so happened to have a son I’d love to fuck.
He winked at me and left. I took a deep breath, waited a few moments then tiptoed downstairs and outside the back door.
“Oh, you should have told me Nina was here! I love her, she’s so sweet.” I heard Olivia say.
I had a flashback to sucking on Justin’s fingers and had to agree. I was very sweet.
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