Jess, Michelle, and Me Pt II

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Jess didn’t seem like herself the last couple of days. Normally she didn’t get home before me, but for most of the week, she was. Michelle could be home at any time depending on her schedule. Jess just seemed out of sync this week.I came home a little early on Thursday and walked through the kitchen. Jess was sitting at the dining room table staring at a picture on the wall. I stood there quietly for a moment seeing if she’d notice me. She was just staring at that old picture.I walked into the dining room as she finally spoke. “Do you remember that week?” referring to that picture of her, her ex, with Michelle and myself. The week we spent at the Grand Canyon.It was taken a month after I first met Jess and her soon to be ex-husband Roland. They hadn’t married yet, and Michelle was just a junior in college. I was working as a carpenter’s apprentice. Jess and Michelle had pestered us to take them camping and hiking for spring break.”I remember,” as I walked back to the fridge to grab a cold beer. “You and Michelle kept teasing me and Roland with your short shorts and loose tops,” I made my point of view jokingly as I sat down at the table as I took Jess’ hand. Trying to give her some comfort.”He was such a prick on that trip.” she snapped back. “I did everything I could to make him want me. My outfits, my hair, everything.” She planted her face in her hands and wept.I felt as low as she did. My heart was heavy as she sobbed.Jess looked up, took a deep breath. “I so wanted what you two have, you just can’t keep your hands off her. Can you?”She’s right, to this day I can’t resist touching Michelle. I’ve made it a point to show Michelle how I felt about her since the day I first met her in high school.I drove out here to the southwest from the midwest in a beat-up old Ford cargo van bahis şirketleri after graduating high school just to be close to her. I lived in that van while she went to school, and I would take odd jobs just scraping by so she would see how bad I needed her.It was that and that camping trip that I think made Michelle realize how much she meant to me. How I would cater to all of her needs, no matter the cost.Jess calmed down a little, took a sip of her drink, and looked around. “Michelle called. Said she might be a little late tonight.” Then, getting up from her chair, she made her way to the kitchen. “I can make dinner tonight if you’d like?”Normally I get stuck doing the cooking and half the cleaning so her offer was like music to my ear. “What does Chef Jess have in mind?” I askedJess just looked at me for a second. Her facial expression looked like she was shocked for me to think she couldn’t cook. She cocked her head to the side as a strand of her red curly hair fell to her bare shoulder.”I’ll have you know I can make a pretty good chicken and vegetable,” she pronounced waving a frying pan at me.I won’t stop her from showing me her culinary skills tonight. “The kitchen is yours, Jess,” as I got up and made my way to the bathroom to clean up.I could smell the aroma of garlic, and cilantro in the air as I walked back out a short while later. Jess had her hair pulled up on top of her head. Her breasts swayed nicely under her top as she cut the vegetables. I stared at her for a little while before making my way back to the table to roll my evening joint.”Not until dinner is done,” she told me waving the knife in her hand at me, from the other side of the counter “You’d best wait until after dinner,” as she went back to prepping the food.Jess was wearing this white sundress bahis firmaları with an orange pattern on it that went up to the top of her breasts and the hem hung just below her firm butt halfway down her thighs.I made my way around the counter and looked at Jess. Her legs stretched upwards slipping under her sundress. She was wearing these white strapped sandals with a slightly lifted heel. That accentuated her slender calves. And her legs, the ones I had called skinny before. They’re still skinny but in a good way. Jess is a tall petite sexy woman.The kitchen had plenty of space but Jess was working right in front of the cupboard I needed to get to. I walked up behind her put my hands on her shoulders and whispered in her ear “I need to get into that cupboard baby,” as I went to reach past her, she reached down and rubbed her hand on my crotch and gave me a little squeeze.She turned her head, leaned back, and kissed my cheek. “I need into that cupboard,” rubbing me a little harder now.I turned the stove burner down to low. As Jess smiled back at me as she pulled the back of her dress up showing me that sweet tight ass and her lack of panties. I grabbed the top of her dress and tugged it down exposing her firm C cup breasts. I cupped both her breasts in my hands and pinched her nipples with my thumb and forefinger.She used her free hand to push my shorts down and rubbed my cock. She arched her ass towards me and rubbed the head of my now hardening cock, between her butt cheeks and pointed it in between her thighs.I moved my hips back and then forward as I slipped easily into her. Jess was already fairly wet and I could feel her hand grab at my balls as she took them into her hand and gave them a slight tug. I shoved into her with a little force trapping her forearm between kaçak bahis siteleri us.She let out a gasp and released me as I drew back and drove back into her. Her hand then found its way to my neck as she grabbed my ponytail. Turning her head as we kissed and tongue wrestled each other.I wear my hair long and pulled back. Been like that since my freshman year at high school. Long hair, jeans, leather jacket. But more on that later.Jess started to move with me as we found our rhythm with each other. Our bodies started to mesh together, she backed away from the counter and leaned forward further. I kept up a slow pace slowly sliding in and out of her.Jess put her head down in her crossed arms on the counter and let out small gasps and moans. “Fuck me, baby,” and took a deep breath in and exhaled a loud moan as I picked up my pace.I grabbed Jess by her hips and quickened up my pace. Her panting and moans drowned out the sizzling noise of the chicken cooking. But we both heard the slamming of keys on the counter followed by a stern, loud “AHEM.”Michelle stood there with her arms crossed leaning most of her body over her right leg and tapping her left foot then rocking it back on the high heel of her shoe. She was wearing a white top covered by her grey suit coat and matching skirt hemmed just above her knees. Black nylons and those sexy black high heel shoes I love so damn much.I pushed into Jess and held on to her, not letting her move. Both of us looked over at Michelle with our eyes fixed on her. Jess made a quick attempt to push me back again, but I held firm.Michelle walked towards us slowly, glanced over at the chicken on the stove, and looked at Jess. “If you’re using him to time that you’ll burn it,” pointing at the stove. She then stuck her finger in my face. “You! Mister! Upstairs!” Then pointing at Jess, “You! Get that before it burns.”I backed off Jess and let her go, with my now semi-hard cock dropped down. Pulling my shorts up I made my way past Michelle, being careful not to get too close to her.

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