Episode 407: GINGER FOX

Lafayette High School’s football field! Nashville, Tennessee!

After participating in the half time show with his girl Tawny, Jesse Manley hurried to get back home and switch cars. The eager young master had his heart set on grabbing that dining table and wicker chair from his girlfriend’s home to surprise the ginger with come morning. Not wanting to scratch his precious Mustang he jumped from hot rod to not rod and hit the road without a second thought. His idea was to go move the items from the Martin house to his new crib and hustle back to the game to pick up Tawny. Things were not going to go as planned!

Twelve blocks between doors Jesse backed up into the Martin’s driveway and shut off his car. Yard lighting poor he sat there looking through the windows of their home. A sudden realization that Tawny’s dad was not at home had him haunted. Still, he could see a TV set illuminating and activity moving about.

“Crap! I think Mitzi is home by herself. I wonder where Joe went. This might not go down as I planned, I doubt I can carry that dining table down from the garage loft by myself. With Joe gone, I bet Mitzi hit the Bacardi again. After the other night and her stripping in front of me, being alone with her could be... “ Shit! There she was in her picture window, parading the house butt ass naked with a drink in hand. “ ... interesting!”

Quietly abandoning his car, he hurried through the front gate and up onto the porch. This newfound bravado that had been coursing through his veins of late was building a self-esteem that could conquer worlds. Twyla Parris, Jackie Vines, Becca and Kismet now, the mighty was staking claim to the throne.

Looking around at the neighbors he saw no real threat, so he spied through the windows and watched Mitzi get comfortable on the sofa with a hefty toy to play with. “Joe must be gone for a while for her to be this open. Do I have the time for this? The game has maybe an hour left at most. Bad enough, I’m hard as a rock after that cheerleading spectacle letting Tawny suck me off in flight.” All of the cheerleaders blew their pedestal perches like birds feeding their young but the other way around. Too hot for worms ... er ... words!

“Damn! Look at her using that dildo. Mitzi has always been hot as fuck. I don’t know how Joe keeps her on a leash.” A sudden inspiration knowing he planned on leash leading Twyla one of these days he actually envisioned doing so to Mitzi. What at first was an innocent jest he now considered the possibilities.

“Mitzi can’t keep her hands off of me behind Joe and Tawny’s back. It’s obvious she wants me.” Rubbing his stubbled chin, he looked at the front door. “They always tell me I’m family that I don’t need to knock. If this goes bad, I can easily say ... oops!”

Walking to the front entrance he opened the storm door first then turned the knob to see if the interior door was unlocked. Click! and Bait! With the living room offset from the front entrance he slipped in like a ninja and silently closed the door. The television volume was low, but it was pretty easy to know she was watching a porn. Fearing this might never happen again he recorded Mitzi over his cell without alerting her. On mute he made certain no call would ruin the moment.

“Fuck! Now I know where Tawny got her beauty. Mitzi is dynamite waiting on the boom and the boom. Do I dare light the fuse? Who knows when Joe might get home. He usually works days so at this hour he’s home watching TV before bed. Curious!”

Following her exploits until she brought herself to an amazing squeal Jesse shut his cell off and put it in his back pocket. Time to see if he was welcome or intruding. “KNOCK! KNOCK!” He stepped from the darkness of the hallway and made his presence known. Hearing him it was easy to tell she was drunk by her slow recognition.

“Jesse! Is Tawny with you?”

“Still at the game. You’re safe.” He chuckled! “Where’s Joe?”

“He went to help his friend Kent work on his car. How long have you been watching me?” She smirked at him with a devilish expression. “I was just fantasizing about you.”

“That’s just the Bacardi talking.” He snatched up the bottle then her glass and dared to pour her a refill. Bad supporter! BAD!

“Mm! Thank you, Baby.”

“None of that baby shit.” He withheld handing the glass to her. His stern glare at Mitzi had her nibbling her lower lip.

“Master, was it? I recall Tawny calling you that.”

“That deserves a drink. Don’t you ever forget that.”

“Oh, my!”

She accepted her goblet and took a healthy sip. Settling back, she turned to face him better so that he could see her body. Fingers went directly to her pussy. Seeing her toy available Jesse plucked it up from the floor and dipped the head in her drink before bringing it to her lips.

“Down the hatch.”

Her mouth went wide between desire and the stimulation of her fingers. He placed the dripping head inside her lips and let her suck it dry. “I presume what happens here tonight stays between you and I.” A nod of affirmation he fucked her throat with that toy. “I stopped by to get that dining table but I’m thinking I can come back tomorrow for that. Unless... “ He removed the toy mid gag reflex. “Let’s take this to the garage. Bring the bottle.”

Leaving her she whimpered over his loss. Sloppy in demeanor she stood up slowly and grabbed the neck of her Bacardi rum and trailed him through the house, Jesse wiggling her 8-inch dildo as if a dog treat coaxing the fox. Her eyes were certainly expressing her need for this. While never completely faithful to Joe she had not acted upon other men in over three years. Tonight, she was willing to resume her dishonest marital status.

Walking out the back door and down a wood landing Jesse went to the garage and opened the side entrance, a switch turned on lit up the garage. With only Mitzi’s car inside he headed up the staircase leading to the loft. Stammering to keep up Mitzi walked barefoot into the garage and hugged the railing going up. At the top she searched for Jesse in the darkness. Light bulb burnt out upstairs all they had was the light coming from below to offer hints. Knowing exactly where that table sat, where Joe kept it to play cards on now and again, Jesse patted the table.

“Take a load off. I might do the same if you’re a good little whore.” Ego was certainly attractive at the moment.

Offering a beguiling expression Mitzi Martin climbed up onto the table and watched as Jesse took a seat in front of her. Scooting closer he lured her legs to each side of him while she opened her bottle and guzzled a healthy drink. Sitting the bottle aside she watched him lower his face into her sopping wet snatch. The second she felt breath over her clitoris she gasped. “Oh, fuck!” The tongue touching it had her begging. “Give it to momma.” Instead of licking he bit her clit making her yelp.

“DO NOT GIVE ME ORDERS. YOU OBEY MINE!”

“Yes! Yes, I will.”

She shivered until he began eating her out with a sloppy vengeance. Sliding down to her elbows on the table she observed his appetite, his eyes purposely going without blinking. He was literally staring into her soul. “Master! Yes, I will call you that.” That had Jesse unfastening his jeans while feasting. Hearing his belt unbuckling and a zipper going down Mitzi lost her will to stay aloft. Collapsing flat onto the dining table she closed her eyes and let him do as he pleased. Expecting his dick between her legs she found that dildo coming into play.