Dirty Thoughts, Clean Kitchen

Lisa felt like she should say something to this guy, yet her throat remained shut, coming face to face with him after what had happened that morning sent a wave of mixed emotions coursing through her body.

For his part the Bro didn’t seem bothered at all, wearing a pair of baggy shorts and tank top he was the picture of relaxation as he stood in the doorway to the kitchen. A halfcocked smile on his lips as he let his eyes roam over Lisa’s body.

“I’m Mikey by the way,” he finally said. Breaking the silence and stepping towards Lisa, his hand outstretched for a handshake.

Lisa reached out to take his hand without really thinking, feeling his thick digits wrapping around her hand. She felt him begin to pull at her, pulling her towards him until her body was pressed against his chest.

A demand to know just what the hell he thinks he is doing died in her throat as she again reminded herself of her situation. Instead, she lifted her head, trying to meet his eye and understand his intentions. That same smile was still stuck on his face as she felt his free hand slide down her back, finally cupping one of her buttocks.

“Gotta say you impressed me in the shower,” Mikey said, his hand gently massaging her ass. “Honestly made it hard for me to get you outta my head.”

In Spite of everything, Lisa couldn’t help but feel a slight pang of pride at that Even as she felt his fingers slide between her buttocks, inching ever closer to her sex.

“You ever been fucked in the ass?” Mikey asked.

The sudden question caught Lisa completely off guard, she had kind of expected him to ask for another blowjob or maybe a fuck but anal.

“Uh,” she stammered. “Once or twice.”

“Like it?”

“It was…”Lisa searched for the right word for those few nights when BFs had convinced her to let them try. “Intense.”

Mikey laughed then, the vibration going straight from his chest to hers in a way that made the breath catch in her throat.

“I can work with intense. Come on,” and with that Lisa found herself being pulled from the kitchen and down the halls of the house.

She passed by a few of the other girls, it seemed she wasn’t the only one who had drawn more attention that cat calls and gropes. However, it seemed that Felicia was the only one who had gone any further than conversation so far. As Mikey and Lisa passed by she was bent over the back of one of the sofa’s, another of the Bro’s thrusting into her with wild abandon.

Before long, however, Lisa found herself being pulled into a bedroom. It looked like the standard for this kind of place, a single bed on either side of a wide room. Silently she whispered thanks that there wasn’t anyone else there.

As she took in the room she found herself again looking at Mikey. As she watched he let his shorts drop around his ankles, his cock slowly throbbing to its full size as he gave her a hungry grin.

“Let’s see how intense we can get.”