A flirting persuasion

Andrea peered into the bedroom, seeing Jack already sinking into the bed. She looked outside and saw the beautiful afternoon sun above the water. She couldn’t turn this down. It would be difficult to ask any man to overcome their ego to enjoy a trip designed for women, but Andrea didn’t see the issue. If she could wear suits and pants, why couldn’t Jack wear dresses and skirts? Of course there was one thing she could try, though she’d never particularly done it before.

Jack noticed Andrea slowly walking towards you as you lifted your head up off the bed. She swayed her hips with each step in a way that made it clear that she wanted Jack's attention, and with the beautiful sun coming in through the windows behind her, highlighting her beautiful silhouette, she definitely had it.

She crawled over you onto the bed, the way Jack might’ve crawled over a woman, until she was face to face with Jack, giving a faint, lustrous grin. Jack wasn’t used to her being this assertive, or this hungry, but it hadn’t really been enough time with her to be used to anything. Nonetheless, it was unusual to be on the other side of a sexual advance, not that Jack would be saying no.

She reached down and took Jack's phone out of his hand and tossed it aside, instead putting Jack's hand up to one of her breasts, which hung tantalizingly close to his face. Jack got the message and began to massage her breasts through her thin cotton shirt, as she reached down into his pants at the same time. She took control of Jack's mouth with her own, and combined with her playful gropes, Jack quickly grew hard.

As Jack took a break for air, she repositioned herself above him, with one hand next to his head, holding her up. The other was unbuttoning Jack's pants to free his member, which sprang to attention when released from its cloth bindings. She returned to working his cock, as she leaned in to kiss Jack once more, pulling away slowly, as she moved down the bed.

She positioned her head above his cock, and Jack expected what was to come. She wrapped her lips around his rock hard appendage, kissing the tip, eventually working some tongue action in. Jack could feel that you were close to the edge, and she could too.

“Do you trust me?” She asked Jack, after she pulled her lips off his head. Jack could still feel her gently squeezing his shaft with one hand.

Jack had no idea what she was doing, but god damn, it did not matter. “Yes. I do,” Jack managed to get out between intense breaths.

Andrea seemed pleased by this, as she returned to manipulating his cock in her mouth. This time though, instead of squeezing her tits like before, the hand that wasn’t keeping her up as she leaned over Jack's crotch, worked it’s way to his back. Of course.

Soon, with the beautiful woman before him sliding her lips and skillfully maneuvering her tongue around his cock, Jack were ready to finish. Some time later, when Jack was in the shower, which could barely fit one of them, Andrea brought the pamphlet from the kitchen to the night stand, where Jack could easily see it.

Jack was slightly disappointed to see that the only options he had for soaps in the shower were what was already provided, which were exclusively women’s products. He’d used women’s shampoo before when there were no other options, but Jack wasn't too excited to have to use it when you were spending the week living with Andrea. Still, Jack was sure she’d understand. After all, she was the one who told him to leave his suitcase.

The real problem came later though, when Jack found that the body wash he was using was also a hair remover, leaving him much smoother as he walked out of the shower, and into the bedroom with a red towel around your waist. Andrea was lounging on the couch in nothing but a bra and pair of panties, in a similar red color to your towel.

“Do you know where the clothes are?” Jack asked.

“I found these in the drawers of the night stand, but I think you’ll want to read that pamphlet on top.”