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he stayed over.
When he finished, he came back down into the sitting room. He was wearing just his usual towel wrapped around him. The bugger always had water dripping and he constantly made a play for the couch. Rebecca would often come down from bed on a Saturday or Sunday to find him there normally lying on her couch wrapped in a towel from a shower, eating her out of house and home listening to music and nine times out of ten it would be ‘Fleetwood’.
She always shoved him off the couch shouting that he’d ruin it with the dripping water.
“Dry yourself off before you lie on it or you’ll be getting me a new one,” she would joke with him. Over the years, it had become a sort of game between them both. She chuckled to herself with the thought. She had always enjoyed these mornings as David normally didn’t arise from his crypt until after twelve and these days were normally filled with Stevie Nicks & and the rest of Mac. Today, however, felt different. She remembered his lips on hers and how good it felt.
“Well “, she said, “I’m off for a shower myself”, and up she went to the bathroom trying to shake the thoughts of Jason’s soft lips.
When she came down, there was Jason as normal, air drumming to ‘The Chain’, she laughed to herself. Jason obviously had not expected her down so soon. She’d forgotten that it was a perfectly normal Jason thing he’s done in front of her many times before.
She loved that about him. He was passionate about everything he did. That was Jason through and through.
God she really had made a bad choice many years ago, she thought looking at the gorgeous guy wrapped in a towel in her living room.
As the well-known Guitar riff (used for Formula 1 racing) started to charge the air, it spurred Jason into walking over to Rebecca; he pulled her gently to him whispering in her ear.
“Becs you made the wrong choice years ago. Make the right choice now, choose me,” he begged. Their eye’s then met, as did their lips.
They were overcome with the electrical charge that besieged them both. He could feel her erect nipples still encased in her silk robe brush against his pecks. He scrambled to undo her dressing gown feeling her naked body against his.
Slowly he drew her close to him, their breaths deepening. As her hands wandered teasing his perfect chest and down to his towel, she let it drop.
He stood there…naked. She could feel him stiffen, his hard length pressed against her. It had been so long since she had any form of sex with David, and that was before she and David had ended.
She knew she couldn’t fight it anymore, as his tongue found hers gliding in her mouth, making her weak with desire. Slowly he lowered them to the floor, still passionately kissing her. He moved slowly on top of her gently, easing her legs open using his muscular thighs. Before she knew it, he was between her legs ready to enter her.
“Are you sure this is what you want Becs?” he whispered to her in between their passionate kisses.
“Yes Jase, I want this,” she whispered back as the butterflies of excitement filled her. He gently slid his hard length slowly into her and she whimpered.
Jason was much bigger than David in every way. He moved slowly at first, easing himself deeper with each thrust into her. She lifted her hips greeting his slow gentle but firm thrusts.
He really was so much bigger in every way, length and girth, and far more skilled as he filled her completely to her moans of delight. All the while he still gently kissed her whilst running his hand over her breast. She found herself moaning louder with every thrust he made.
Jason looked down at the euphoric Rebecca. He kissed her harder; he moved them gently changing positions lifting her, as he moved them into a sitting position with her on top of him. Cupping her face in his hands he kissed her deeper again and again, as she moved in time with him up and down slowly. Their lips and tongues became a frenzy, they were both ready