Jack, Nelson's friend stops by.

Throwing open the door with a huff, Morgan's angry demeanor drifted away the moment she saw Jack smiling back at her, his grin widening as he openly drank in her disheveled morning look.

"Oh, ha ha, wow. Good morning to me!" Jack laughed as his admiring look lingered on Morgan's heavy breasts as her night clung tightly to those ample mounds.

"...Jack...?" Morgan lifted a single brow, her head cocking to the side as she leaned against the door frame, a plethora of naughty thoughts swimming through her head. "...Good morning." She smiled sensually. "Is there _anything _I can help you with?" Now both brows were up as she lowed her head, looking up at him with those shiny pink lips curling wickedly.

"...Morgan...?" Jack regarded her quizzically, cocking his own brow even as he watched her finger tug on one of the thin, clear shoulder straps holding her top in place.

"What brings you by, Jack?" Morgan asked suddenly turning away from him and the door.

"Huh? Oh... ...Uh..." Jack stammered as he stepped into her house, shutting the door behind him. "...I... ...Nelson said he was going to leave some files for me." He eventually managed to reveal.

"Oh." Morgan, deflated, nodded towards the kitchen. "Well they're in here." She added before sauntering back to her coffee.

"Good..." Jack smiled dumbly and followed behind, keeping eye on her swaying hips as she led him along.

"Can I get you a coffee?" Morgan asked before taking her seat.

Jack looked at his watch and up at her before nodding. Morgan smiled and proceeded to pour him a mug.

"Sugar? Cream?" She asked, half-turning back to him. "Oh." Morgan gasped finding Jack standing behind her.

"I was going to ask you the same." Jack whispered as he pressed in close.

"Cream." Morgan grinned as she felt him press his body against hers.

Morgan turned slowly in place to face Jack, looking up at him, the warmth of his breath washing over her. She held her own, waiting for him to make a move. Dark blue pools peered up at his own amber hues, searching for that answer, that action.

"Oh-Mm..." Morgan gasped as Jack held her gaze, his hands on her shoulder pushed her down to her knees.

Morgan smiled up him as she began to unbuckle his belt, hooking her fingers into his waistline before yanking his pants down. Another gasp escaped her widening smile as the impressive girth swung free.

"Oh, Jack...." Morgan moaned as her parted lips closed over the already swollen purple tip.

"I knew it." He grinned victoriously as he stood over her. "Fuck those lips feel so good." He continued as she warmed his cock with her mouth, slathering his length with her writhing tongue. "God damn, Nelson is lucky!"

"Mm-mm." Cock in her mouth, Morgan paused and looked up Jack, attempting to smile before shaking her head 'no'.

"He isn't? FUCK. I am then!" He groaned loudly as his best friend's wife swallowed his cock. "We're going to have a lot of fun." Jack promised.

Morgan coiled her slender digits around the base of his shaft as she pushed her face against his loins, moaning and driving his cock only about half way before having to draw back. Gasping, she spit on his shaft before making several more enthusiastic attempts to take Jack's throbbing length into her throat.

"...ugh-fuck..." She panted before settling into a rhythm. "Sorry, I'm not used to something this thick." She dragged her tongue against the underside of his glistening shaft, allowing to rest on her face as she pressed in to lap at the wrinkled flesh of his sack.

"Mm-hm..." Jack grunted above her. "Bend over." He ordered.

Morgan grinned as she released his balls with a pop, hearing just what she wanted to hear. Someone who hungered for her as much as she was hungering for affection. Would she have chosen Jack? She hadn't honestly considered him like that until he happened to ring her bell and now he was about to hit that button at this very moment.

"Yes, sir." She smirked as she stood and pulled her chair over to the counter. "Take it easy on me though..." She grinned back at him, waggling her hips as she presented him with her bushy, glistening slit.

Jack laughed before swatting her bare bottom, driving a yelp from Morgan, but that only caused her to wiggle her hips more. She tried to lean back to feel his throbbing length pressing against her but he drew back, teasing the eager vixen.

"No, that's not what you want." He grinned as he took his length in one hand and lined up his swollen head with her glistening slit. "Mm..." Jack groaned as he eased his length, inch by inch, fully into her, pulling her hips back against his own to aid in bottoming out. "Oh fuck yes..."

"Mmm... ...ha-oh... ...fuck..." Morgan breathed as she braced herself against the counter to take all of Jack's throbbing dick. "Yes..." She breathed, her moistening walls gripping his rod as it slid in and out of her.

"Holy shit." Jack grunted as he watched his cock disappear between Morgan's wrinkled folds.

"Yes! Fuck-me... ...Jack! Oh god, Jack!" Morgan moaned as his cock pistoned back and forth, spreading her inner muscles. "Don't stop! Fuck! Yes! Oh yes, Jack!" Morgan cried out as her orgasm exploded from her loins in an event that surprised them both. "SHIT-FUCK! Ugh! Yes!" Her toes curled and her body quaked as she sprayed her arousal around Jack's penetrating knob.

Morgan pushed the chair out from under and kicked it away before throwing her leg up over the counter as Jack returned beef-stick to her wanton hole. She shuddered as he thrust and buried himself in one go, her eyes rolling back into her head while her husband's friend claimed her pussy for his own.

"Fuck-yes! Yes! Fuck! Oh Jack! Yes!" Morgan cried out.

"Shit..." Jack groaned as he neared his orgasm.