Miss Fischer’s apartment

They exited the restaurant, both feeling at least a little tipsy. Mark had taken an Uber there which was a relief because he certainly wouldn’t be able to drive back home after the amount of **** he consumed.

They jumped in the back of a taxi that she called off the street. Knowing that Jenna had paid for the entire dinner and wine, Mark made sure to take out his own cash for the taxi ride.

It wasn’t a long trip to her apartment but he couldn’t help but notice that her hand began to rub his leg. Mark could feel the jewellery rub against him, she had on multiple silver rings.

Returning the favour, Mark touched her leg, **** to feel her. He couldn’t get inside her dress here which had him feeling a little sexually frustrated but he knew that feeling wouldn’t last much longer.

“Thanks very much,” Mark said, giving the taxi driver some money before exiting out of the back seat.

They made their way to the door of her apartment.

“Sorry to disappoint, unfortunately I don’t have a glamorous house with rooms and rooms and rooms,” she said, while turning the key into her door.

Mark couldn’t care less about that, as long as their was a bed inside to do the deed, he was fine. In fact, who needs the bed, he would fuck her anywhere.

The inside of her place was nothing too special, it still had plenty of space.

“God I need to take this dress off,” she said, coming inside, leading the way. “Please make yourself at home while I get changed.”

Mark settled down in the main living room area that was connected to a small but fancy little kitchen area. He had to admit, it was a lot nicer hanging out here than in another damn college dorm room.

Sitting quietly on the couch as he listened to Miss Fischer’s high heels clip clop their way down to her room, Mark inspected the room a little more.

While she was gone, he fiddled around with the pillows that were sitting on top of it. The couch was this nice aqua blue one, she sure had an eye for interior design.

He kept checking his phone as he waited, she sure was taking her time for just changing out of her dress into something more comfortable.

Eventually he heard a door re open and shut, quickly he put away his phone, leaned back on the couch and waited for her to de enter the lounge room.

The sound of her high heels could be heard again, clip clipping their way back down the hallway. It was odd why she would keep them off, wouldn’t it make sense for her to take them off before she came back out to be more comfortable.

The sound of heels got louder until she re entered the lounge room, walking in front of him and standing there.

Mark’s jaw dropped, “Holy fuck me,” he muttered in front of her.

Miss Fischer was dressed in lingerie, rather then changing into some comfortable casual clothing. She stood there, a hot pink push-up bra that made her already decently sized breasts look even bigger and round, squishing them against each other more tighter.

She did a spin and showed off both sides, she had on a matching pink thong. It wedged up her ass, showing virtually all of her butt cheeks. Turning back around, he admired the long pink stockings that also matched in colour, sitting up above her knees, up to her thighs.

Her hair was still down past her shoulders, still curled.

“Well...” she said, holding her hands out, “what do you think.”

“Umm uhhh incredible, Jesus Christ you look incredible,” he said, putting together some words.

If she didn’t believe his words then all she would have to do is look down and notice the huge bulge in his pants, his boner returning.

She slipped off her heels in front of him before walking forward and sitting on his lap, having both knees on each side of her legs, allowing for her crotch to be sitting on his lap.

Jenna leaned in to give him a kiss while using her soft hands to find the buttons of his shirt to unbutton.

The sounds of soft wet kisses was all that could be heard in the quiet apartment. His shirt was quickly unbuttoned and Jenna did her best to pull it off quickly. Once it was off, Mark felt like it was the perfect cue to start feeling her up. He grabbed a hold of those big tits. Mark could feel just how much that bra was pushing them up.

The soft feel of her cleavage being squished by the palms of his hands was amazing. He continued to play with them while she ran began unbuckling his jeans, looking to free the throbbing cock that laid inside.

Preparing himself to unclip her bra and free her own globes of joy, Mark was beaten by Jenna herself. She sat back up on his lap and snapped the clip of her bra clasp from behind. Jenna wiggled her chest on top of him, trying to get the unclasped bra to come right off.

There it fell, revealing her lovely bare, round breasts, still jiggling from the shake of her chest.

Once they had settled down, Mark started to feel them up again. He pinched at her hardening nipples before diving face first to get a taste.

While he sucked on her right tit, Miss Fischer finished unbuckling his own jeans, doing her best to pull them down his legs while she sat on top of his lap.

“Give me a second,” she then said, breaking Mark’s passionate kiss with her hard pink nipple.

Kneeling in front of him, Jenna finished pulling his pants and underwear off, completing his state of nudity.

The hard boner in front of her looked delicious to the mid 20’s teacher. She held it in her hands, wrapping it right around his shaft.

A slow jerk quickly turned into a nice long blowjob. Mark leaned back into the couch as Jenna dived her head down in his cock, she shoved it in as far as she could.

He didn’t know whether or not she had better blowjob skills than some of the college girls that had sucked him off this year but god was she good.

“Oooh god yes,” he moaned as she worked her tongue around his length, constantly bobbing her mouth up and down.

She sure had plenty of experience, her ex-boyfriend must be an absolute moron he thought to himself.

The dick sucking was great and all but it was about time they take it to the next level. He had a strong urge to fuck her and he knew she was just as keen on that.