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Rouen: the holiday continues.
And she honestly felt that using her good looks as a distraction at an important business dinner was utterly to Brad's favor.
"Distracted men made bad decisions", she always told him in her matter-of-fact way.
"I could feel his eyes ravishing me," she whispered now, her tongue flicking against Brad's ear.
"Janine," he said, putting his hands on her wrists and trying only half-heartedly to push her fragile form away.
But she remained close to him, whispering and tantalizing.
"He wanted me, Brad. He wanted to fuck me!" she said emphatically.
As if to emphasize the nastiness of that thought, Janine squeezed Brad's painfully hard groin.
"You shouldn't talk like that. That's my boss. It's not right."
Brad's voice was trembling and weak. "But you've confessed to me before that it turns you on that other men, men higher up in your company, want your girl. You said so yourself, lover. I know what you like because you've told me."
Again she squeezed his cock through his pants.
"Ahh," he moaned, closing his eyes and letting his head drop back against the door.
Janine's adept fingers undid Brad's zipper, delving into his silk trousers. She pulled out his now rock-hard cock and grasped it firmly, expertly, in one hand.
Brad gasped, all the air rushing out of his lungs as Janine touched his sensitive shaft. She knew exactly how to touch a man.
"Can you imagine it...if I gave him what he wants?"
Brad gulped. Of course Janine wasn't serious. She loved to tease Brad about his fantasies of his girlfriend being with another man. He didn't think that he'd ever be that secure, but the thought of it, the idea... It always kept him rock hard.
"Janine, please," Brad tried to say.
But he knew what he wanted her to do. And he knew what he would be thinking in his head. So did Janine. You didn't live with someone like her for almost two years and not have her know every possible thing that turned you on. Janine made it her personal duty to help Brad to fulfill his every fantastical and sexy thought.
One day, though, he cringed deep inside.
One day Janine would go too far.
But as she teased his cock into her palm and beyond her fingers, Brad knew today wasn't going to be that day.
Slowly, Janine began to lower herself infront of Brad, going down on her knees right on their welcome mat. Her manicured fingers touched his cock, and he felt himself jump. Gulping again, Brad looked down.
Janine's plum painted mouth was dropping kisses all over the mushroom head of his cock, her fingers stroking him to a full hard thickness. The thick strand of pearls was gathered at the front of her knees, glistening iridescently. Brad put a hand to her dark brown hair, caressing her tightly styled and pinned curls. And Janine looked up at him with her liquid brown eyes. Brad felt like he was melting, his flesh turning liquid, boiling like lava out of control down a mountainside.
Janine stuck out her tongue, the pinkish tip flicking over his helmet, making him groan.
"Just imagine, Brad, that you gave me to him for an hour, a half an hour. And that I'm on my knees, infront of him, sucking him off just for you..."
With that Janine engulfed his cock within the warm and dark recesses of her mouth, wetting him all the way to the base. Brad put his hands on her shoulders and groaned.
For a brief moment it occurred to him that he could have this woman, this love of his life, for the rest of their lives. He imagined spending all his years with Janine. She would make it a fucking heaven.
And Brad gave in to the deep and dark desires Janine knew all about.
"God, yes. Suck him, Janine!"
Brad's voice was low and husky, and his knees were already feeling weak as he looked down on his girlfriend.
Encouraged, Janine pulled her mouth off completely, then dove back down over the veined and throbbing cock, enveloping it totally. She began to bob up and down, slathering over his member.
Then she began to play with him, to play with his mind and his imagination, stirring