no fault of his own

How did she do it?

Honestly, Jamie didn't want to put much thought into it. After all she was drunk and quite possibly seduction was over rated. She couldn't be like that, he thought now, back at his place the next day.

Alone.

She'd touched him all right. Got right down to the core of it, in fact. And it wasn't suppose to be. It couldn't. Never happened in all his day. A woman. No. Never.

He wanted to shit his pants. This was disgusting. Wasn't it?

Well, never again. Never. Not gonna happen. These were things that wrapped around Jamie's brain. He'd been bullied into a lot of things in this existence. But not this. This was out of the question. Yet her softness got to him of Zoe's. It was like falling into a cloud of pleasure. And it had happened quite suddenly as he'd seen her angelic eyes under the street light. Her playful smile, and that hand of her, sweeping under his shirt and pinching his nipple so as she kissed him with delight. All the while Jeremy drove out in traffic just to get her home, safely.

Unbelievable.

He'd done his best to make up for it with Jeremy. His cock had been hard as a stone wishing for her and fucking Jeremy furiously. But it still wasn't enough. Not really. Not like he wanted.

This was not suppose to be happening. He could only hope time would work it out for him. It would have to.

But then a knock came to his door. It caught him off guard. Yet he knew who it might be.

"How did you find me?" It was Zoe. Naturally.

She only smiled and leaned back against his door that she shut tight behind her. There wasn't a need to say anything. Especially when she popped the snaps open of her black cowboy shirt. Exposing her tits to him. It was like a present. So new to him, he couldn't resist to touch them. They Frenched then, and soon his hand was riding up her skirt to explore just what did she have to offer. She didn't have on undies.

It didn't take long to undress and fall back into his bed that was barely big enough for the both of them. He took in the perfume of her body, and it fasinated him how much she really wanted him. Only just to be fingered would not do. She quivered so when he sucked her off. It pleased him he could make her his puppet as he wanted.

Finally, he rested his chin just above her pelvic area and admired the landscape of her body.

"Why won't you fuck me?" She still seemed rather sad.

"Dunno, doubt I'd cum." He was matter a fact about it.

"Would it bother you, if you did?" Zoe was serious.

"Whats this really about?" Jamie wanted to know her motives.

"Can't you just shut it, and do it?" Zoe sighed.

Jamie smiled as he climbed up on her and tasted her tits once more. Her longing was so pulsating as he drew her in more. Finally, he pressed in, much slower than he imagined he would. Happines purged through him, nudging on. His teeth nashed, pulling her in to set up on the pillows so he could see her face. Her moans only delighted him more. He wrapped himself tightly around her, thinking how sad he'd be once it was over.