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Grandma liked everyone as a rule, but she had gone to an extra special effort to praise Jake. She wasn’t the matchmaker type, but the implication in what she had said about wanting me to meet a guy like him was definitely that she wished she could match me up with him. There was something she was seeing that I hadn’t, back in medical school. But now I was actually starting to.
Jake insisted on doing the dishes, despite my strong counter arguments. Well and truly beaten, I went back up to my beautiful room to lick my wounds in luxury. Even if there were some other places I could think of that it would have been nice for Jake to lick.
Chapter Six - Julia
After dropping my pants as soon as I was alone, I then got my panties off as quickly as I could, and realized just how wet I really was. A shower was in order.
I pulled on a pair of shorts and went in search of the bathroom, going through a couple of false starts before striking gold. Literally. Three were gold taps, gold handles and a gold shower rod. Anything that was usually chrome was now pure, glittering gold.
The porcelain looked more like pearl, if I was honest with myself. I wouldn’t have been surprised if the toilet played classical music when I lifted the lid.
Slipping out of my clothes, enjoying the warm air everywhere, I turned the golden knob and stood way back as a torrent of water burst forth, making me jump a bit and give a little scream due to its sudden aggression. When I was sure it wouldn’t bite, I got under the thundering spray, washing away the day. I could really get used to living here.
I couldn’t believe my good luck to be staying here at Jake’s house, even if he was my enemy. Former enemy, I reminded myself. And now we were being quarantined together.
It hadn’t been planned. At least not by me, and I doubted that Jake had planned it. It was just one of those things that sometimes happened.
Just as I was drying off, Jake came walking in through the door I’d forgotten to lock, already naked and apparently ready to take a shower himself. His monogrammed towel was slung over his shoulder.
I’m not gonna lie— at first, I marveled at how a bad boy doctor like him could have had such a prissy upbringing that he even owned such a thing as a monogrammed towel to sling over his shoulder. But then the sight of his big, hard cock soon snapped me back into the more pressing matters of the moment.
And the process seemed similar for him. He just looked at me at first, as though wondering what I was doing there. But then my state of nudity made his cock even harder within seconds.
“Sorry,” he blurted out, and was gone as quickly as he’d arrived.
I dried off as quickly as possible and carried my shorts and shirt back to the room, the towel wrapped precariously around me. I felt I just had to get out of the bathroom as quickly as possible.
Try as I might, I couldn’t get his huge cock out of my head. I really shouldn’t have been surprised it was big, given the size of the rest of him, but that big?
If he ever did fuck me, I wasn’t even entirely sure that it would fit inside me. I started to think that I was willing to try, though. In the meantime, I had the issue of the desperate ache in my pussy to deal with. It wasn’t ideal, but there was only one solution I could think of.
Easing down onto the luxurious bed, only able to guess what Jake’s might be like, I stroked my pussy lips and tried to relax. Working up a good rhythm, calm coming over me, I parted my legs to give myself more room. Letting out a slow breath, I let my fingers caress my tender lips, steering clear of my clit for a while until I had time to adjust.
Working my pussy in slow circles and hitting all the best pressure points, I closed my eyes and let my mind wander where it would. Unsurprisingly, it went right back to Jake’s big, hard cock.
I could feel my tongue run along my lips as I pictured it. Then I stroked myself harder, my back arching as I let out a moan. Focusing my mind, I pictured Jake in the room with me.
As naked as he’d been in the bathroom.
His hard cock standing out at a slight right angle from his toned body.
He had looked like the naughty version of a marble statue of some kind of ripped Greek god.
My legs opened wider in real life while in my fantasy, his cock approached the opening between my legs. I imagined him seizing my hips and pulling me down toward him, getting to his knees at the same time, my pussy colliding into his mouth.
