Pay your rent first

You decide to stop off at London's place to pay your rent first. It's Monday, and you could use the boost to your adrenaline from seeing her before work. You pack your work bag and head down to the ground floor to knock at London's door. She opens it almost immediately, like she'd been waiting for you to come by.

"Hey John," she says, a sensual smile creeping across her face. You fumble for words as your gaze drops to her top, which barely covers her gorgeous tits from spilling out. She notices and smiles wider, apparently loving the effect that she has on you.
"I'm just here to drop off the rent before I go to work," you say, struggling to keep your eyes on hers. She ignores your outstretched hand with the cheque, turns around, and walks back into her apartment. You hear her voice through the open door: "Are you coming in or not?". It takes you less than a second to make the decision, work be damned, and walk in quickly.

She's standing by a table in her living room, looking back at you. As she sits, she purrs, "Is that all you have for me?". You're lost for words at the sight of her legs in her too-short skirt.

She watches you watching her, the confident smile not leaving her face. "I've noticed the noises coming from your apartment. It sounds like you're pretty good at whatever it is you've been doing to those women." She casually plays with her knee with a delicate fingernail as she speaks. Your eyes drift down, your mouth slightly agape. "I don't know if this is appropriate," you say, trying to maintain some control here. She snickers and slowly spreads her legs open in the chair. "So what if it is?" she says. Her eyes flick down to your rapidly growing bulge. "It looks like you're enjoying it anyway."

Her little lace panties are filling your vision as you harden. Your hand unconsciously grazes yourself through your pants. You start to walk over to her, wanting to take the lead, but she stops you with a raised hand. "No." she commands. "This isn't like the other women you've had. Stay there and watch me."

She slides off her chair into a squat, her thighs open wide. You're openly stroking yourself through your clothes now, your dick hard and throbbing in need. She keeps her eyes on you as she pulls her panties to the side, exposing her glistening pussy. You groan at the sight of it. When she tells you to take your cock out, you don't hesitate.

"I want you to stroke that dick while you watch," she says. You comply, jerking yourself off with hard, fast strokes. You're already aching as you pump your fist up and down, watching her as she starts to play with herself. Her fingers spread her pussy open, her middle finger sliding up and down her clit. She moans a little, her eyes never leaving your dick. You're stroking harder and faster, bucking your hips in time with her as she mimics riding you. She says your name, rolling it in her mouth like she's sucking you off with the words.

Her hands move lower, fingers thrusting into her wet pussy. You see how tight she is, how wet her fingers get. She's soaking as she jills herself to the sight of your fucking your fist. You feel yourself getting closer and closer. She can tell by your breathing, and by the way your dick jumps and throbs and grows impossibly bigger in your hand. She rips her shirt off then, baring her juicy tits to you. You almost cum right there, only stopping yourself by letting go. She laughs at your straining. "Did I say that you could stop? Keep fucking going!"

You put your hand back on your dick and resume stroking as she plays with her hard nipples. She grabs handfuls of her tits and squeezes them, gasping as she rides her other hand, which is three fingers deep in her soaked pussy. She's dripping down her hand at this point. As you breathe her name, she stands and walks over to you. She pushes you down onto the floor, telling you to keep jerking your dick while you're there. She stands over you, looking down at you with a smile on her face and her pussy inches from your mouth.

Her smell is intoxicating. You're almost drooling with the need to suck her throbbing little clit into your mouth, but you're also deep in your own pleasure at this point. That's when she bends over, her tits hanging in front of your face, grazing your mouth with her nipples. She brings her lips to your ear and whispers, "Cum for me."

You explode violently on command, rope after rope of your cum arcing into the air, splattering across the back of her thighs as she stands over you. You feel like you're riding the high for minutes before you fall back to the floor, sweating, your cock twitching in the aftermath. She reaches back and scoops your cum from her thighs and ass into her fingers, sucking them clean and swallowing.

"Thanks," she says, "now, get out." You scramble to your feet, zipping yourself back up and moving to the door. You turn around before you exit and see her waving goodbye mischievously. As the door shuts behind you, you hear her moans start up again as she finishes herself off.