She practically falls into the car taking up most of the seat, but after some maneuvering I manage to sit as far away as possible in the town car. As Cody pulls away, she turns onto her side and curls up into the fetal position, giving me a view of her naked ass.
Closing my eyes, I rest my head along the back of the seat and try not to think about Jacky’s naked *, which is wide open for my viewing pleasure with just one turn of my head.
It’s been a long time since I had a woman’s legs spread for me to sink my cock into, and the throbbing going on in my pants is only to be expected. But getting hard because of Jacky’s naked * staring me in the face is making me feel guilty as hell.
Carla’s getting her needs met by my brother so why the fuck can’t I get mine met with someone else? And what the hell did she mean when she told me she didn’t sleep with Ramon? They’re dating and they live together.
Going round a corner, Jacky rolls onto her back with one leg going across my lap, her dress practically around her hips as her other leg drops to the floor.
Fuckin’ bastard! I pull my eyes away, but they have a will of their own and keep going back to her * lips. Teasing me and my cock, which desperately wants to sink between her legs. Shit, not her legs, Carla’s legs. What the fuck’s wrong with me?
“Touch me,” she whispers.
My eyes shoot to hers, which are heavily lidded as she’s obviously been watching me lick my lips at the wetness I can see between her nether lips.
With slight hesitation, I tell her, “I can’t.”
Reaching for her dress with the intention of covering her up, she grabs one of my hands and puts it between her legs, coating my fingers with her arousal.
She moans and throws her head back as I dip my index finger inside her.
I can’t do this. “Jacky, I’m sorry, but I can’t give you what you want.” As I pull back she scrambles to get upright and starts to lunge for me as Cody opens the door so I quickly climb out, nearly falling on my ass in my haste.
While trying to hide his laughter at my predicament, Cody offers his hand to help Jacky out of the car. “Would you like me to help you inside,” he smirks.
Clearing my throat, I finally say, “No. I’ll be fine.” Praying I don’t live to regret those words. “Have a good night Cody”
She’s my date for the night and, although it would be easier to pass her on to him. I can’t, in all consciousness, do that. I need to see her safely to her apartment door. And I mean door, so she better not pass the fuck out before getting up there.
Jacky is already clinging to my arm, so I wrap mine around hers and start walking towards our apartment building with her stumbling over her own feet as we reach the door.
“Wait,” she mumbles, “I want to take my shoes off before I break my neck.”
She leans into the wall to the side of us, and releasing my arm, bends down to remove her shoes. Standing she looks at me, smiles before grabbing my shirt and pulling me into her. Before I can get my brain into gear, she’s practically climbed up me with her legs wrapping around my waist as she grinds against my traitorous cock.
Reaching out with my hands to support her, they land on her naked ass, which is when I realize her dress is up around her waist and her bottom bits are on display for all to see.
“Jacky, stop. Please.” I try to untangle her legs and arms, which have now gone around my neck.
“You’re rock hard, you don’t mean that,” she whispers before slamming her mouth on mine when I open it to protest again.
It feels good having a warm and willing woman in my arms again. A woman that is grinding against my dick as though her life depends on it.
Hearing her groan, I come back to my senses and start thinking with the big brain, although right now it’s a bit muddy as to which is the biggest.
Pulling away from her, I hold her at arm’s length while she pushes her skirts back down to cover herself.
“You’re hung up on your brother’s girl,” she wails in a voice that tells me she’s about to cry.
Without answering, I usher her inside and straight into an elevator
I feel like the biggest dick around right now for not getting her off, but if I did that to ease my frustration, my guilt would be even worse, especially if Carla ever found out. We weren’t exactly committed to each other, but I still consider her mine and expect her to think of me as hers and yet I’ve just been in a hell of a compromising position with Jacky.
Can my life get any more fucking complicated?
The elevator doors open with a drunken Jacky walking out who ignores me all the way to her apartment. I follow behind her wanting to make sure she actually gets inside, but there is no way in hell I’m going inside with her.
At her apartment door, she manages to get the door open before looking at me with such disgust written on her face then slams her door as I’m about to apologize, again.