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Chapter 74 by daciasdesire daciasdesire

Who does Spencer contact?

Day three and hanging with Jasmine.

After another long night filled with even more erotic dreams than yesterday, Spencer had come up with an idea for who he could possibly have some sort of fun with today. His old school friend Jasmine, the hot little Asian, had told him when he’d seen her at the bar last that she wanted to hang out with him for a longer amount of time. Could she have been hinting that she wanted to take things further than the kiss they’d had on her doorstep the previous week when he’d gone over to her place? All Spencer knew was that the throbbing hardness in his crotch would guarantee that he would take his chance with Jasmine and call her after dropping Amy off at school.

Jasmine was in her pyjamas packing something for her wife Amber when she heard the buzzing of her phone on the kitchen bench. Picking it up to see who it was, Jasmine felt her heart skip a beat when she saw Spencer’s name come up. Jasmine didn’t know why she was hiding things from her wife but she’d still not told Amber about running into her old school crush here in Avonwick. Jasmine could hear the water of the shower still running in the upstairs bathroom so she answered Spencer’s call quietly.

“Hello,” Jasmine said just barely more than a whisper.

“Hey, Jasmine. Sorry is this a bad time again?” Spencer asked at the quieted sound of her voice.

“No, not at all. I’m really glad you called,” Jasmine replied sounding a little bit more like herself.

“Oh great. I was just calling to see if you felt like that longer hang out today?” Spencer hoped he hadn’t put any sort of connotation on the words ‘longer hang out’.

Jasmine heard the shower switch off just then before she blurted back out, “sure. I’d love to. Send me your address and I’ll be there in about an hour,” and she hung up.

Amber came out of the steamy confines of the bathroom with her wet hair wrapped up in a towel and another one around her tall curvy body. She was surprised to see Jasmine changing out of the pyjamas she’d worn to bed last night and into different clothes.

“I thought you were going to stay in today?” she asked her little Asian wife.

“Hey. No. I was looking in the fridge then when I made your lunch and were getting low so I thought I’d go do some groceries today instead. I can drive you to work and use the car afterwards,” Jasmine said. The lie coming easily to her.

The two women getting dressed in companionable silence. Jasmine choosing to wear her favourite Ugg boots along with a small pair of Daisy Duke shorts and a simple black singlet with a longer red flannel shirt over the top.

After dropping Amber off at her tattoo studio in town, Jasmine doubled the car back around but instead of heading for the grocers, she made a quick stop at the pharmacy in town. Her heart was racing as Jasmine checked to see if she was the only person in the store before she snatched a packet of condoms off the shelf and hurried them to the counter. She knew even to be buying something like that was completely wrong of her. What would Amber think of her? She tried to convince herself she hadn’t truly made up her mind to cheat and sleep with Spencer and these were only for a hypothetical just-in-case scenario but it wasn’t any comfort to her.

Jasmine could see that she would be almost exactly on time as she followed the route google maps had brought up on her phone to Spencer’s house. The stomach-churning doubt she felt in her gut was replaced with excitement all through her chest at the thought of being invited into Spencer’s inner sanctum.

She followed the gravelled drive all the way to the front door and parked outside. Her Ugg’s crunching on the small pebbles as she came and rang the doorbell. Spencer soon answered with that same warm smile she had known for decades and that sent her knees week. She wanted to jump up into his arms now and wrap her legs around him but she held back and settled for a simple hug instead.

Spencer had to make sure his hips were a little back from Jasmine’s as he stopped to hug her, otherwise, she would be alerted to the fact he was almost instantly hard again from the moment the doorbell had rung and he’d opened the door to see him. His little Asian friend looking incredible in her simple and casual outfit. Her relaxed nature at seeing Spencer putting him back into the memory of the two of them as friends in high school.

“Jazzy! So good to see you again. Come in. I’m so glad we get the chance to hang out again,” Spencer said as he ushered her into the house.

“Me too! I really love catching up,” Jasmine countered as she was drawn into the reworked farmhouse.

The entryway from the front door led them both into the main living room that divided the lower half of the house between Spencer’s and Amy’s sides. The common living area where they would watch movies together by the bit wood fire. The embers of the fire glowing warm orange coals against the winter chill right now.

“This place Spencer. Oh my God!” Jasmine gushed causing Spencer’s grin to grow even larger.

Danielle had much the same sort of response the first time she’d come over and Spencer knew how well that night had gone.

Starting the tour, Spencer pointed out where Amy’s rooms were but didn’t bother leading Jasmine that way. He instead brought her through the living room, along the corridor to his side of the house. He thought it would be a bit tactless to lead her straight to his bedroom so just pointed out his study and then his room before moving on into the kitchen.

“I would die for a kitchen like this!” Jasmine practically boiled with envy. Darting off to touch each and every surface and appliance in his kitchen.

“That’s right. You went to chef school after we graduated,” Spencer recalled. In all honesty, the appliances were largely wasted on Spencer but he’d bought the top of the line home versions of commercial cookware. Jasmine was certain to recognise the name brands.

Spencer with his sexual frustrations was interested in continuing the tour as he tried to usher Jasmine out of the dining area and show her quickly through the rest of the house.

“Upstairs is a couple of extra bedrooms and ensuite for when Amy’s grandparents come and stay,” Spencer informed Jasmine as she took another longing look at the kitchen before moving on to follow Spencer towards the stairs.

The two upstairs bedrooms were largely identical to each other as he hadn’t wanted either set of grandparents to feel as if one of them was favoured over the other. Spencer wishing he thought to send Jasmine up the stairs in front of him so that he could get a look at her tight little ass through her short-shorts as she climbed up in front of him. Nevertheless, Spencer could make his attempt at Jasmine as he led them back downstairs and brought them to his big comfy sofa just like they’d sat together at Jasmine’s house.

Jasmine could feel the radiating presence coming from Spencer as he sat down right next to her. His large male body overshadowing her smaller frame. She could sense a yearning coming from him that was decidedly carnal in nature. Her own body matching it and reflecting the same energies back towards him. They had moved very quickly to this point from the moment she’d entered the house that her mouth was a little dry as she coughed to clear her throat to speak.

“So… where’s your girlfriend today? She given you the day off to see me?” Jasmine said as a sort of joke to clear the tension.

“She’s out of town for two weeks,” Spencer began, thinking to set any of Jasmine’s concerns at what was going to happen aside.

“Oh?” She was suddenly apprehensive at Spencer’s motives for inviting her over all of a sudden. Jasmine knew she’d bought condoms just in case but this mention of Spencer’s girlfriend being away suddenly made what they had been looking at doing feel very wrong to do the same to Amber in return.

“Yeah, she kind of gave me this time to do whatever I please until she got home,” Spencer said leaning in.

Amber hadn’t given Jasmine that. She didn’t know about Spencer at all. That was all she had time to think before Spencer kissed her again. Jasmine froze up initially before trying to relax back into it. She just knew she couldn’t go through with sleeping with Spencer and was frantically trying to think of a way out of it.

Pushing Spencer back away from her by the chest softly, Jasmine went on the offensive of sorts. “I’ve been owing you something ever since Libby Garcia’s,” she told him as she started to trail her hands down his body towards his groin. She wasn’t surprised to find that Spencer was rock hard already when she reached the bulge in his pants.

“Oh yeah? What’s that?” Spencer asked. He tried to pull her head back up to kiss him against but Jasmine stalled his advances with a strong squeeze of Spencer’s prick that made him groan and close his eyes.

“Your finger’s felt so good during seven minutes of heaven… I owe you seven minutes of your own,” Jasmine purred, hoping she was doing her best impression of a sex kitten. She knew from experience that a lot of men got off on her being Asian and it certainly helped.

Spencer didn’t resist as she started to undo his pants, helping her be lifting his hips up off the couch as she pulled them down along with his boxers. She just hoped he would be diverted with a blowjob instead. Marrying another woman had taught her how to be very proficient with her mouth. As Spencer’s cock practically sprang up into Jasmine’s face, she was momentarily stunned by the size of it. She’d never seen a prick as big as Spencer’s and her mind wondered at the thought of fucking it after all. No, she’d made up her mind as she closed her warm palms around the even hotter skin of Spencer’s shaft and started to stroke him with both hands. She needed two!

Jasmine stared up to Spencer, her pinched Asian eyes boring into his soul as she wrapped her mouth around his head and started to suck on him. He gasped, thrusting upwards at the same time as melting back into the couch. He was on fire already from the build-up over the last few days and very nearly knocked his socks off at the very first suck. Controlling his breathing, Spencer was sure he wouldn’t make the full seven minutes as Jasmine started to bob her head majestically onto his cock. The hypersensitive skin of his cock sliding effortlessly between her tight lips as she swallowed and sucked on his pole at the very same time. He was far too big for her to fit all of him inside her mouth at once but she managed around half by taking one of her hands off at the same time. As he became more and more covered in Jasmine’s spit, Spencer bucked as she started to use both of her hands on his dick in counter twisting motion in time with her bobbing, two hands massaging intensely as she started to concentrate her mouth on just around his crown. Her tongue found his sensitive banjo string and urethra opening at the same time, just as Spencer was overcome with sensations and started to cum much sooner than he would like.

Crying out and shaking, Spencer trust himself into Jasmine’s face as he started to cum inside her mouth. The little Asian sealing herself to him as she started to swallow up all his seed as he delivered to her in hard strong bursts. Many mouthfuls he gave her as Jasmine continued to swallow all his spunk without missing a single drop. It would have been an impressive feat to Spencer if he’d been able to even concentrate on what she was doing, instead of his own eye-watering orgasm.

Afterwards, Spencer had made Jasmine a coffee to take the taste out of her mouth. The desire she felt towards Spencer was gone after experiencing his orgasm within her mouth. The condoms in her purse were uncalled for. She hadn’t remained at Spencer’s house too much longer, politely declining his offer to have lunch with him.

On the doorstep to say goodbye, Jasmine told Spencer, “I’m not sure I’ll be able to see much more of you. Amber might start getting suspicious. It’s probably best if I call you when I can from now on.”

Spencer nodded his understanding. He was still on cloud nine so didn’t read too much into his words. “Of course. Call me when you can and we can take things from Libby Garcia’s closet and into the bedroom.”

There wouldn’t be another time for Jasmine and Spencer.

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