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As Payton watched her sister she could see she looked tired. Poor girl. Her bright eyes looked tired with just a hint of redness around them.
Lilly kept her eyes on her wine glass as she used two fingers to slowly rotate the glass. The few seconds the glass was not rotating she still fiddled with it as she lightly rubbed the stem up and down, before pushing her glass to Payton up above. “You know, we have only slept together twice.”
Payton tried to look encouraging for her to continue, but she did not want to hear this. She normally loved to talk about sex, just not this time.
“Then it just stopped.” Lilly’s voice was softer and quieter than normal, causing Payton to lean in over the table to hear her.
Worst sister ever! Payton looked away from her sister as she took a large gulp of wine.
“I’m just tired. Ignore everything I’m saying,” Lilly said. “I just need sleep.” And with that, Lilly said her goodbye and left to get some much-earned sleep.
Payton was not ready to go home this early, so she ordered herself another drink and continued to watch people hustling on the sidewalk to try to stay out of the pouring rain.
After her fourth glass she decided it was time to go home. Sitting in the taxi, Payton could hear the rain pound the top of the roof. As they neared her street she thought she saw a figure standing by her front door. But as they got closer she could not see anyone or anything. The rain was coming down so hard it must have been her imagination.
In the short moment she was in the rain, Payton was soaked, head to toe. She could not stop shivering as she unlocked her door. Payton’s perfect, curly, blonde hair was flattened to her head, her shirt clung to her breasts and stomach tightly. It was nothing but perfection. Payton could not stop the dripping water leaking onto her entrance mat from her clothes. Payton’s front window blinds were open but there was no light from the moon, only the slight haze of the streetlight that was able to make it through the rain. Walking further into her condo, lit only by the small nightlight below the entry table, she took off her heavy, dripping-wet shirt in order to prevent any more water falling onto her hardwood floors. Even her push-up bra was wet. All of a sudden a strong male body pressed into her back, one arm wrapping around her chest and the other her waist. Payton’s breathing became shallow, as she stood rooted in fear. She opened her mouth to scream but couldn’t force any sound out. She had become frozen.
What was only a second seemed like ten minutes as she considered her situation. There was an unwanted hand groping and fondling her, in a dark house for no one to hear or see. Was she going to be a victim of rape? A dull buzzing began in her ears that quickly took over her head, she was in such distress. She couldn’t wrap her head around this though, something did not add up.
“I thought you might want to make a deal,” the male’s voice whispered in her ear, the scent of spearmint gum wafted by her nose. His hand slowly traced her push-up bra on her breast. He moved to her other breast, slipping his fingers under the wet lace to trace her puckered nipple.
This could be no other than Jack. A wave of relief washed over her, allowing her to get her footing again. Soon the feeling of excitement replaced the fear she felt only moments ago. Payton tried to quickly weigh her options but between the wine she had consumed and the arousal she was experiencing, she was having a difficult time processing the situation. She was tipsy enough to not worry how Jack gained entry into her home, deciding to worry about it later when she could process her thoughts more clearly. By the time she had thought about all this, Jack’s fingers were slowly making their way down her stomach and tracing her bellybutton. Payton could start to feel Jack’s growing bulge as his body was pressed up against her.
Payton started to walk away, declaring she was not interested. She was not fooling anyone. Jack grabbing the end of her belt loop with his muscular arm and spun her around. As Payton spun around, the button that kept her capris on ripped off, causing the zipper to rip down as well. He knew she was intrigued with the whole situation, and she would do anything to make Dixon happy.
Forgetting all about her sister, and only thinking about how she could negotiate, she let herself go into the moment and did what she knew best.
“Why, Jack! You have been very naughty breaking into my home tonight,” she tilted her head back, whispering into his ear as she pressed her back into him. Slowly, she began to toy with him, allowing him to think he had the upper hand. But she knew better. She would play his hand against him. If he wanted to fuck her, it would cost him. Her bottom began to slowly pulsate against him, teasing his cock that was imprisoned in his pants.
“Broke in? Why, you left a window open.” Both of their hips began to mimic each other’s movements. The feeling of his cock pressed between her bum cheeks drove him wanting her more than ever. He slipped two fingers into her black panties, wetting them with her arousal.
At last, some much needed sexual release. It felt so nice, Payton wanted to let him continue but she did not want to give in too willingly. The foreplay was her negotiation tactic.
Payton raised her hand and slapped Jack across the face. Did she ever enjoy doing that to him! She smiled. He began to walk her over to the couch that was positioned in her living room, in front of the large window that looked onto the street. The house was eerily silent, except for their breathing and rain hitting the glass.
“A third off the asking price,” Payton demanded.
Jack pushed her down on her back, pinning her to the couch in front of the window. Payton was a little shocked by how playful the push was. As Jack slowly bent down he took off his shirt to expose his fabulously fit body. He leaned over her, blocking any attempt she may have made to get off the couch.
He kissed her lips tenderly as he whispered, “Five percent off,” and continued down her body. Jack was a master at everything he did; he knew how to make women do what he needed. He now kissed the top of her breast. As Payton arched her back slightly in enjoyment, his arm slipped around her to undo her bra.
It was now her turn to undo his pants button. Payton softly responded in his ear, “One third, final offer,” as she unzipped his pants. His pants dropped to his knees, immediately exposing his well endowed, slightly curved penis. His two hands edged her down to his cock where she showed him her skill. Her soft, pink lips began at the tip of his penis, her tongue wrapping around and flicking his shaft the further she went. He tilted his head back and ran his hands through her wet, curly hair, guiding her at a speed of his liking. She could tell he was starting to get too excited so she removed her lips and began to caress his balls. She maintained eye contact with Jack as she seductively licked the corner of her lips.
Jack accepted her challenge, keeping eye contact as he stripped her of her pants, throwing them onto the floor. Deliberately, he lifted her right leg, kissing it softly, starting at her calf and going toward her inner thigh. As he entered the area of her upper thigh he spent more time kissing and massaging the area closest to her pussy. Payton could feel him close to her panties, copying her game and teasing her. She then felt his tongue on the outside edges of her panties, so close to her clit, yet so far away. She could not help but press her pelvis toward him, wanting his tongue to explore, further into her panties. Like Jack read her mind, his tongue darted in further, touching her inner vulva lips. Then he began to focus on her clit with slow, precise movements, knowing exactly the sweet spots to tantalize. She felt like she was going to explode; closing her eyes she enjoyed the sensation. With one last lick to her clit he began to kiss and lick up her body until he arrived back at her mouth, nipping at her bottom lip playfully.
“Ten percent,” he whispered as he moved her panties to one side and entered her.
Payton was beginning to lose concentration and get light-headed. Her breathing was increasing as she enjoyed each perfectly maneuvered thrust. “Fifteen percent,” Payton said much louder, as she began to moan in enjoyment.
Jack began to thrust faster and harder. In what was more like a grunt, Jack replied: “Fifteen percent.”
Payton let out a load moan as she began to climax. As her orgasm overtook her, a small squeal escaped her lips. With that, Jack let out one more final grunt and collapsed onto her.
They both lay exhausted on the couch, watching the lightning on the wall in front of them. So many emotions went through Payton as she lay underneath Jack. How on earth did she just have sex with her sister’s boyfriend again? They were on their way out anyway, right? How was she going to kick him out? This was so awkward.
Slowly, Jack slid himself out of Payton, leaving the moist, warm environment. As he began to pick up his clothes and get dressed, he noticed Payton’s keys on the floor beside his shirt. Happy to see Jack was dressing, Payton excused herself to the bathroom to help make the situation a little less awkward. She wanted Jack to realize what he just had, so she left herself uncovered as she walked away, allowing him to view her beautiful backside.
Once Payton rounded the corner, Jack slowly lifted her keys. He looked toward the bathroom but could only see the yellow glow of light from underneath the door. As quietly as he could he began to slip off a key that looked like an office key. This would come in handy, Jack thought to himself. Hearing the water shut off he quietly returned the key ring to its resting spot, slipping the stolen key into his jean pocket, and left the condo without turning back.
