Now, she came in every night Johnathan worked, trying to get his attention. Even though it was getting cold outside, she still wore short skirts and tight tank tops to show off her hot, young body.
Johnathan made his way over to her, handed her a Miller Lite, and then leaned his elbows on the bar.
“This is my last night.” He said.
“Why?” She asked.
“I’m getting married.” He said.
“So, you can’t fucking work, what is she a jealous bitch or something?” She asked.
“I got a new job, a better one.” He said.
“And no, she is not a jealous bitch or something.” He said with a smile.
“So, I won’t see you no more?” She asked, her hardened exterior starting to soften.
“Probably not.” He said.
“Well then, we better make tonight worth it then…” She said.
Johnathan watched as she raised an eyebrow. He knew what she meant. The only part that he found confusing…was whether or not he would do it.
Chapter Two
Johnathan stocked the bar, and was ready to leave for the night. Shay had stared him down while he worked, making him feel uncomfortable.
Her smile was wicked, and her eyes seductive. He knew that once he started to leave, she was going to follow.
“I’m out of here.” He told Jasper, and then headed for the back door.
His heart was beating hard, his breath shallow, and he could sense her eyes on him. It was exciting, but wrong. He knew it was wrong.
He walked out the back, ducked to the side of the door, and pressed his back against the wall. He knew she would be out soon, so he took a cigarette from his shirt pocket, and lit it.
Before he took two puffs, there she was…Shay.
She stood in front of him, reached out and took his cigarette, smashing it on the ground under her shoe. Her hands slid around his waist, and then rubbed between his legs. The look of disappointment in her eyes at his lack of an erection entertained him. He knew this girl was right where he wanted her now. She would do anything to make him wanted, especially since she didn’t think he did. But he did. He wanted her. This was just part of his game.
Her hands pulled at his zipper, and then reached in to pull his limp cock from his jeans. Johnathan let out a sigh to let her know she was getting close, and she knelt down behind the bar in the dark alley to take him in her mouth.
As her mouth engulfed him, he quickly hardened, filling her mouth with his meat. His back pressed against the brick wall, he let out a moan as he hands ran along the sides of his thighs and her head pushed into him hard.
Her eyes looked so hungry and satisfied as she looked up at him. He reached down, pulling her up to face him. His lips softly grazed against hers. As hers parted, he swiftly turned her around. He gently pushed her over his parked car with his hand on her lower back.
Her shirt was so short her cotton panties were already visible as he ran his hands up her thighs.
Her moans were so soft and sweet that his erection twitched at the sound. He slid her panties down, pushed her skirt up, and then ran his thumb down her crack to her dripping wet pussy. It was young, tight, pink, and so ready.
As he guided his cock between her legs, she looked over her shoulder at him.
“Is this what you want?” He whispered, leaning into her ear.
“Yes.” She said softly.
He pushed into her, spreading her tight pink folds to make room for his large cock. Her body went limp as he pounded into her, smashing her breasts against the cold hood of his car.
She was tight, too tight. He couldn’t hold on to his orgasm much longer. He reached his hand between her legs, rubbing her clit with a forceful friction until he felt her throb between his fingers. As her body squeezed around his cock, he let go. He quickly pulled out, leaving his load in the gravel in front of his car. He slid her panties back up, fixed his jeans, and then walked to his car door.
“Is that it?” She asked.
“Yes. That’s what you wanted right?” He asked.
His smile was cocky as he climbed into his car. Shay stood in the parking lot sticky and confused as he drove off.
Johnathan turned up the radio and headed towards his apartment. He had to start his new job in the morning, and after work, he agreed to meet Melissa at her house for dinner so they could give Jessica the good news.
Johnathan had a hard time sleeping when he got home. Most of his belongings were already boxed up, and that made him anxious. After fucking the young girl behind the bar, he wasn’t sure he was ready to give up his lifestyle, or if he truly wanted to.
He managed ok at work. Melissa’s dad took it easy on him since it was his first day, or at least he claimed he did. A lot of talk about marriage was flung around. Her dad was upset they planned to have a justice of the peace wedding, but Johnathan kept telling him it was Melissa’s idea, not his.
She had been married once already, to Jessica’s dad. He turned out to be a drunk and even though he tried to continue in Jessica’s life, the booze always seemed to take priority. So, having a big wedding wasn’t important to her, and Johnathan really didn’t care. So, justice of the peace was agreed upon, and that’s how it was going to happen.
After work, Johnathan passed a strip club; he really wanted to go inside. But, he promised Melissa he would be there, and he was already running late.
As he sat in his car in front of her house, he felt his heartbeat start to increase rapidly. Why was this so hard for him he wondered, it’s just a teenage girl, he told himself.
He grabbed the bottle of wine he bought for Melissa at the liquor store next to the strip club he contemplated going into, and a stuffed teddy bear he had picked up last week for Jessica.
It felt like had had never been to this house before, even though he had many times. The steps seemed longer, taller, and harder to climb, and his hand was fighting him on reaching for the doorbell.
“Just do it!” He said to himself, and then hit the doorbell.
Chapter Three
Melissa swung open the door, ran into his arms, almost causing him to drop the bottle of wine in his hand.
“Well, hello darling.” He said.
He pulled her into his arms, squeezing her tightly. As he looked over his shoulder he noticed Jessica on the couch. She had headphones on, her laptop in front of her, and never looked up to acknowledge him.
“Jessica!” Melissa yelled.
She pulled the headphones from Jessica’s ears and motioned towards Johnathan. Her eyebrows rose as she pushed for her daughter to say help.
Jessica looked up, her long dark hair flowing off her shoulders, and a sour smile on her face.
“Hey.” She said.
“It smells great in here.” Johnathan said.
He walked into the kitchen after Jessica put her headphones back on and checked under on the of the lids on the stove.
“You made sauce?” He asked.
“I did.” Melissa said proudly.
Johnathan handed her the bottle of wine, watched as she set it on the counter, and then pinned her against the sink between his arms.
Her blonde hair smelled like vanilla, and her big blue eyes were beaming with pride. She was a horrible cook, but a fantastic woman, so Johnathan was willing to choke down whatever she had prepared.
His mouth was pushing against her neck, kissing her skin softly. She let out a giggle, tossing her head back and pushing her full, round breasts into his chest.
“Gross!” Jessica said.
She was standing in the kitchen staring at the couple. Melissa pulled away from Johnathan. He noticed the girl standing there, wearing a yellow sundress. It was obvious she didn’t have a bra on, and her small underdeveloped breasts were peeking through the thin material. Her smile was sarcastic, and her eyes dark as she stared at Johnathan.
Melissa set the table, pushing at Johnathan to take a seat. Jessica sat across from him, still staring at him
with hatred.
“So, we have some great news.” Melissa said.
Johnathan cleared his throat. He wasn’t so sure this girl was going to think of their announcement as great news, in fact, he was certain she wasn’t going to.
“You’re pregnant?” Jessica asked, barely looking up from her phone.
“Jessica!” Melissa yelled.
“Oh, yeah, I forgot…you’re old.” Jessica said.
“I’m not that old…” Melissa snapped.
She sat down, held Johnathan’s hand, and told her daughter about their plans to get married.
“When?” She asked.
“This weekend.” Melissa said.
“Do I have to go?” She asked.
“No.” Melissa said, getting up from the table.
Johnathan could tell she was upset. He hated seeing his fiancé cry, and he knew if he didn’t do something quick, that was about to happen.
“We would love it you were there, but you don’t have to go.” Johnathan said.
Jessica glared at him.
“You know you are NOT my father, right?” She asked.
Her tone was sarcastic and cold, and Johnathan struggled not to react.
“I have no plans of becoming your father, but you can always count on me.” He said.
“We’ll see.” Jessica said, scooting her chair from the table.
“I’m sure you two will be so happy together.” She said, and then disappeared into her room.
Melissa let out a little chuckle. Johnathan knew she was nervous. When she was nervous she had a tendency to laugh inappropriately.
“It’ll be fine.” Johnathan said.
He got up, positioned his body against Melissa, pushing her into the counter. His mouth worked its way back to her neck, and then he nibbled on her earlobe.
Melissa’s body started to relax. She wanted this, she wanted him, and Jessica was an adult now. She knew that her daughter was more than capable of leaving on her own if she didn’t want to be there with her and her new husband. The only part she hadn’t figured out yet, was why she hadn’t moved already, she obviously hated it there, and Melissa felt like she hated her most of the time.
“A couple more days…” Melissa said.
She sighed, and her body fell against his. She could feel his erection pressing up against her, and her breasts were tightening from the excitement.
“A couple more days…you’re serious about that?” Johnathan asked.
“Yes, it will be so much more exciting if we wait.” She said.
Johnathan let out a sigh, but not one of relief like Melissa’s. He was frustrated. It had been over a month since they were together. He thought he could be strong, and wait. But, when she decided to cut off sex a month before their big day, it had taken a toll on him. Anyone who didn’t believe he was struggling could look at the puddle of cum he left behind the bar.
“We can’t do anything?” He asked, sliding his body down hers.
He looked up at her with his best puppy dog eyes, and held her legs tightly in his strong hands. The soft material of her dress tickled his fingers as they dangled on the edge.
“No.” Melissa said.
Her tone was stern, but her voice weak. Johnathan knew he had a chance.
His hands slid up her legs, pushing her skirt past her hips. His tongue slid across the sheer material of her panties.
“What about Jessica?” She asked.
Johnathan giggled to himself. He wanted to joke, saying he would do her next, but he knew that wouldn’t go over too well, especially with the reputation that followed him.
“We can’t.” Melissa said.
Johnathan slid his finger under her panties, dragging it slowly across her folds. He pushed it inside her wet pussy, knowing she was as excited as he was.
Melissa pushed him away playfully, and then sat at the kitchen table.
“I’m serious.” She said.
Johnathan stuck the pussy soaked finger into his mouth, sucking hard to get every last drop of her flavor into his mouth.
“Ok, two more days.” He said.
Chapter Four
The day finally arrived. They had a quick ceremony at the justice of peace, and then a quick dinner alone to celebrate. It wasn’t anything fancy, but neither Johnathan nor Melissa were worried about the details, they were just excited to spend the rest of their lives together.
As Johnathan opened the front door to Melissa’s house, he found all of his boxes on the living room floor. It was official. He was moved in, and was now the proud husband of the beautiful Melissa.
He scooped her up in his arms, lifting her form the floor. As he carried her towards the bedroom, she kissed his neck softly. His erection was already growing, it had been too long.
Johnathan stroked the hair from her face, leaned in and kissed her gently on the lips. Her tongue slid into his mouth, sending a rush of blood to his groin.
“Oh darling, it’s been too long…” He whispered.
He tossed her onto the bed, watching her large breasts bounce as she hit against the soft mattress.
She wore a short sundress, white of course, and no panties. Johnathan had been tortured with that information all evening, and all he wanted to do was strip her of the dress and dive in between her legs.
Her legs parted, offering him a quick view of what she had been hiding all day.
“Have mercy!” He said.
He bit his bottom lip, tore open his jeans, kicked off his boots, and pulled his short over his head.
Melissa stared at his naked body. His muscular arms were the first thing that attracted her to him, but those eyes are what drew her in. She let out a soft sigh as she watched his eyes linger between her legs. She loved him looking at her.
He lowered his body over hers, kissing the soft skin on her chest. Her body responded to his touch by arching towards his mouth.
He lowered himself between her legs, his mouth pressed against her inner thigh. The pink skin between her legs looked so delicate, so plump. His finger traced along her folds, pushing them apart to see her opening.
His tongue slid past his own finger and into the sweet pink center between Melissa’s legs. She moaned as he plunged deep inside of her, and rocked her hips against his mouth.
His tongue slid up to her clit, flicking it gently with a smooth motion before taking it into his mouth. He sucked hard, making her let out a squeal, and then inserted two fingers into her tight, wet pussy.
He loved watching Melissa buck against his hand, and tasting her juices as they flowed really got him going. His cock was hard, rock hard, and he was ready to fuck, but he wanted to make her cum with his mouth first.
Her moans grew louder as she pushed harder and faster against his fingers. He sucked hard on her clit, pulling it away from her body gently with his lips, and then massaging it with his tongue as he sucked it back into his mouth.
He felt the wave of pleasure push through her as it throbbed around his fingers. She twitched, shook, and cried out his name as she let go of her first orgasm.
“That’s my girl.” He whispered.
His body slid up hers until his cock rested against her inner thigh. He loved the way she looked just after an orgasm. Her eyes were wide, her lips parted, and her face flushed with color.
He guided his cock towards the warm, wet center between her legs and pushed himself inside.
Her body was still pulsating and squeezing around his cock as he pushed into her with long, steady strokes.
It had been so long since Melissa had been with Johnathan, he felt larger than she remembered. Her hips felt as though they were expanding with each thrust, and her orgasm started to build again.
“Fuck me harder.” She cried out, pushing herself against his body.
He gripped her legs, pulled them tightly around his waist and started thrusting harder, sending his hard cock a little deeper into her body each time.
A loud bang sounded on the wall. Johnathan stoppe
d and looked at Melissa.
“It’s Jessica.” She said, rolling her eyes.
“Don’t stop, please…I’m almost there.” She said.
Johnathan smiled, and started pushing back into her wet pussy. His thoughts travelled to the young girls room, where she could obviously hear everything they were doing. He wondered if it turned her on…it was turning him on knowing she was listening.
He pulled himself from Melissa, flipped her over, and then slapped her ass hard. She let out a squeal.
He pulled her up by her hips, positioning her on all fours. His cock slid back into its warm place between her legs and started thrusting slowly and steadily.
Melissa rocked her hips back and forth on his cock, letting out moans that grew in intensity with each thrust. Johnathan let out a loud groan as he pushed one last time into Melissa. Her body throbbed again, this time more intensely, and one last loud bang on the wall was heard as Johnathan jolted, releasing the last bit of his reward into Melissa.
Melissa got up, disappeared into the bathroom, leaving Johnathan in the room. He picked up his shorts, slid them on, and then walked out of the room.
Jessica was in the kitchen when he grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge.
“Was that you banging on the wall?” He asked.
“Yes, you two are nasty.” She said.
“There is nothing nasty about what we were doing. We are married now you know?” He asked.
“Yes, I’m well aware of it.” She said.
“But, that doesn’t mean I want to hear you two fucking.” She said.
Johnathan was a little taken aback by her language. She was technically an adult, but she was still living in her mother’s house, now his house too.
“You watch your language, and we’ll try to keep it down.” He said.
He offered up a smile, hoping that would be enough to calm her down.
“Oh, so now you’re telling me what to do?” She said.
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