Frat Boy Charm

“Your such a perv!” Monica says as she feels Brett’s eyes on her body like she is his prey. “Come on you saying your not even a bit lesbo for the hot coffee girl? You don’t think about kissing her? Eating her pussy?” Brett taunts as he circles her. “I have seen you two flirting. Seen you all sweet and playfull.” “What no that’s just me…me being nice it’s not like that!” Monica says shivering as Brett prowls around her, the two of them alone in the stockroom as Monica thinks about the fantasies she has actually had about the hot coffee shop girl. Seeing Monica momentarily distracted Brett slides behind her and finally after so long reaches out and rubs his hand along that big round firm bubble butt he and the guys have talked and lusted after! So smooth and suave as he rubs and lightly squeezes it. His other hand slides around Monica’s hips and waist as he leans in and kisses her neck from behind! Monica gasps her brain a flurry and snapping back, feeling Brett’s frat boy hands on her ass! “Hey what the fuck? You…you goddamn perv!” She hisses and softly tries to pull away. “Hey where you think you’re going?” Brett taunts holding her close as his hand gropes her ass and other teases along the rim of her tight black work pants. “Brett you frat boy pervert…You know I…I am married.” Monica groans trying to stay calm as her mind starts instantly playing out scenarios of her resisting, fighting back….giving in… “Yea well that didn’t seem to stop you from sucking off little hippie, faggot Ryan?” Brett taunts kissing and suckling on Monica’s neck. “I..he…we…he…YOUR such a perv…” Monica moans and shivers. “Come on you know I am hot! You know you want me? I mean come on you never thought about sucking my big cock while you’re with ur bitch of a husband?” Brett moans as his hand slowly pops the button of her skin tight black pants. “I…I luv my hus….” Monica moans shocked as she feels her button pop undone and zipper slowly getting pulled down! “Brett st…st…stopuhhpuhh” She moans as Brett laughs and slides his fingers down her pants and under her thong! Stop? No I don’t think so…I Bet your pussy is dripping wet for me!” she moans as his fingers rub and tease her clit and silky smooth pussy lips. “I make your pussy wet don’t I?” Brett moans in her ear as Monica shudders and groans trying to stay strong, trying to think of her husband. As her lips moans “ye….yes” unable to hold in the lie any longer. “You think about my dick don’t u? Brett moans happily as her teases the lips knowing how to twist her around his finger. “What do u think about?”. “I..I Kayla says its big..so big…I…I think about it..sucking it…rubbing it…u and ur friends fucking me!” Monica can’t stop her mouth from opening, can’t stop the words from flowing her mind boiling and burning with lust.