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The Safe House

Copyright© 2021 by Clark Truman

Chapter 2

Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 2 - Jack enters the safe house, only to find someone is already there.

Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa   Consensual   Heterosexual   Fiction   Science Fiction   Cheating   Anal Sex   Cream Pie   Masturbation   Oral Sex  

Thirty minutes later, the food was delivered. Jack took the sacks to the living room and set them on the coffee table. “Foods here,” Jack called out as he took the boxes out, setting them on the table. “I didn’t know what you liked so I got a variety.”

Sylvia stepped out of the bedroom wearing a baggy t-shirt, her large nipples clearly visible through the fabric. Jack gulped when he saw her and wondered if she was wearing panties. As Sylvia padded across the carpet, she reached up and started putting her hair in a ponytail causing her t-shirt to hike up revealing red lace panties.

“Um ... so...” Jack stumbled, as his heart caught in his throat. “Fork or chopsticks?”

“I’m good with either,” Sylvia smiled, grabbed a box and chopsticks and sat on the chair at the end of the table. Jack just sat on the couch when he noticed that Sylvia had crossed her legs revealing the red fabric between her legs was barely covering her lips.

“So, what’s the deal with this condo?” she asked as she munched on food. “I mean, Amy said nobodies been here for months.”

Jack grabbed a box and a fork that he had gotten earlier. “It’s a... “ he shrugged. “Safe house that belongs to my company. It’s only used when a company executive needs a place to hang out.”

“Oh, yeah. What kind of company is it?”

“I guess you could say we are an aerospace manufacturer,” Jack answered as he started eating moo goo gai pan.

“So you build space rockets and shit?” she asked.

“Something like that,” Jack laughed.

“Have you ever been in space?”

Jack nodded, “I have.”

“No shit!” Sylvia squealed. “I always wanted a big hard rocket between my legs,” she said with a sly smile.

Jack choked and grabbed a napkin. “Sorry,” Jack wheezed. “Wrong pipe.”

 
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