Mark blurts out what he knows, hoping for the best

Mark didn't have time to think, so he figured he'd just sound really serious, say what he knew and hope for the best.

"-Don't pull the trigger...The gun changes people when you fire it at them and they don't remember who they were before," Mark said quickly with a hint of panic cracking his voice, causing Jackie to (thankfully) pause at the outburst.

Jackie, standing in the kitchen doorway, tilted her head in confusion at Mark and then at the gun. "Okay," she giggled as she fell back into her flirty, feminine demeanor, reading the text on it before putting it down out of sight of Mark. "So... its some sort of prop for some kinky show?" she asked as she sashayed back into the living room with two beers.

"Erm, not that I know of," Mark said with a slight stutter of relief, grabbing the beer Jackie handed over to him before she sat down next to him.

"So you made up the story yourself? It's probably just a fancy looking squirt gun and you didn't want to become wet," Jackie teased him as she opened her bottle and had a swig. "You know what I'm thinking?" Jackie asked in a mischievous tone, gazing into Mark's eyes.

"No?"

Jackie smiled as she spread her legs, slid her jeans shorts to the side, showing off her shaved mound as she slid her long finger between her pussy lips. "I think if you're that afraid of getting wet, you might be too chicken to trade hand jobs with a neighbor."

"...You want me to..?" Mark began to reply with a hint of disbelief in his voice.

"Finger bang me like your personal pocket pussy, dummy," Jackie smiled, nodding to her spread pussy while taking a sip off her beer. She pulled her most distant leg up on the sofa and rolled her hips up for easier access. "And I'll jerk a load out of you. Don't worry if you think you have a small dick, I'm not picky if you're good with your hands, and those fingers of yours looks like they'd feel real nice inside of me right now."

Mark was quickly forgetting the nervousness of the moment a minute ago as Jackie took put a sexual flavor on the situation again. Besides, it's been ages since he's had any action. "Well, since you asked so nicely," he smiled back at her as he slid his hand over her forearm, over her hand and slowly into her, letting her throbbing womanhood lubricate his fingers before he began teasing her clit while stuffing her.

Jackie began to gasp and moan and pulled her own hand away from her pussy so Mark had freedom to do what he wanted to her crotch. She stuffed her beer can into her mouth for holding as she began unbuttoning Mark's jeans with both her hands, breathing huskily through her nose. As she unveiled his semi-erect dick she pulled out her beer again, taking a small swig as she hummed happily.

"Hmm, That's a cutie, neighbor," she noted as she began toying with his dick one-handed, rubbing the head before pulling down the foreskin in slow jerking motions. "I'd dare you to a race, but I like what you're doing inside me right now," Jackie groaned.

"You do this to all your new neighbors?" Mark asked as he had a sip of his own beer with his free hand.

"You're the first new neighbor in ages, and you're just my type," Jackie giggled in response. "I love people who give me beer and finger bang me."

"And you don't have a boyfriend?"

"They don't like it when I get slutty at parties," Jackie moan-sighed. "And I'm more for open relationships, you know? I'd never get your fingers in me if I was..." She said before she stopped, gasping for a moment before moaning loudly, squeezing Mark's hand between her thighs as he felt his fingers get drenched and milked by her insides.

"Aw, damn. You made me cum first," she said as she began working Mark's dick much more eagerly, quickly bringing him to a grunting ejaculation as well, expertly cupping his seed into the palm of her hand without spilling a drop, one handed. "I don't swallow on the first date, or the second beer," she smirked as she carefully got up from the couch, standing in front of Mark for a moment. "Hold my beer," she ordered as she handed over her bottle to him before wrapping her torn shorts around her crotch to avoid dripping on the floor. "There's paper tissue in the kitchen right?"

"Erm, yeah, there is," Mark replied as he slid his dick into his boxers again, distracted and impressed by Jackie's skill with collecting his mess without spilling.