the next morning

I got up and was somehow totally, I went to the kitchen and turned on the coffee maker first thing.

"Good morning" I heard behind me and saw Jennifer who had just walked in. When I saw her, I suddenly had the urge to snap my fingers. I couldn't explain where it was coming from, though. The coffee maker went quiet, and I picked up the cup, walked over to the table and sat down. Jennifer went to the coffee maker as soon as I sat at the table and made herself a coffee. The urge to snap increased, I took a sip of my coffee and looked at the back of Jennifer. She was wearing loose pajamas that showed you next to nothing. I could only guess her horny round ass and was immediately envious of Marcus that he had such a pretty wife. The desire became even greater, it almost hurt when I raised my hand and snapped. Jennifer put her hands on the counter and muffled a noise, I saw her legs shaking and wondered what was wrong.

"Is everything okay?" I asked in a concerned voice.

Jennifer remained silent for another moment before answering, "yes I ... I'm fine." She grabbed her cup of coffee and sat down at the table with me. Somehow her reaction struck me as odd, but I blamed it on my fatigue. I took another sip, and we sat in silence in the kitchen for a while. I noticed that she kept looking over at me and there was something strange about her look, something desirous and also embarrassed. Furthermore, I finished my cup, took it to the sink, and then was about to go back to my room when she stood up and blocked my way.

"Are you sure you're all right?" I asked her.

"Yeah, sure ... Well ... No, not really ...," she answered hesitantly.

"What's the matter?", I asked.

"I ... I .... I have this craving and need your help." She asked me for help, she usually never did, I shrugged and asked her what she needed help with.

"So ... I ... Um, can I show you?" She asked me and I nodded. She grabbed my hand and pulled me into the bathroom. Once we were inside, she locked the door and pulled down my boxers as she dropped to her knees and directly took my. Cock in her mouth.

"Hey Jennifer? What...." Reacted, I startled and took a step back. At the same moment, I wondered why I was actually doing this. The woman of my dreams wanted to give me a blowjob out of nowhere, and I resisted. I wondered at that moment what was wrong with me. Judging by her facial expression, she was thinking something similar.

"I ... I need to suck you off." Replied she," I don't know why, but let me, please suck your cock and cum on my face!" She added when she saw my questioning look. Jennifer pushed me against the wall and started sucking my cock. I moaned out as she did this and enjoyed it. She was sucking on my cock like crazy, and I was about to cum.

"I ... Jennifer ... I ...", I moaned, and she pulled her head back and continued with her hand until I finally cum. My cum hit her right in the face, and she looked relieved on one hand, but on the other I could see the disgust she felt.

"TH... thank you," she said softly, got up and went into the shower. She just left me standing there as if nothing had happened while I went over the whole thing again in my head. She wanted to give me a blowjob, she claimed she had to give me a blowjob and I should squirt her in the face. I looked over at her and could see her in the shower stall. She was washing her face several times even though it was already clean. I wondered if I should walk out of the room or wait until she was done. Marcus would sleep for a few more hours, I was sure. Meanwhile, I was also feeling the urge to snap again. It wasn't as big as it was still in the kitchen, but it was there. I wondered if something was wrong with me, but let the sight distract me until the steam made the shower glass opaque.