"A Cup of Jo" (closed)

[AmyRoberts]

"A Cup of Jo"

CLOSED
to TimTimTyner​

Her name was Josephine, but most people called her Josie or sometimes just Jo. She was standing in the kitchen of a friend's home at 6am when an older man entered the kitchen and stopped dead in his tracks at the sight of her in nothing but a pair of running shorts and a smile.

Josie sipped at her mug, ensuring that her forearms continued to hide her nipples, and said with a friendly tone, "Good morning."

She glanced downward, not at her cup but at her bared tits, then looked upwards again and apologized, "Sorry, I wasn't expecting anyone down here this early, and it's such a beautiful morning."

The implication was that on a beautiful morning like this, every woman should walk around with her tits hanging out for anyone and everyone to see.

 

[TimTimTyner]

Victor looked the amazing beauty up and down with a conspicuous and hungry ogle, not hiding his interest at all. It wasn't every morning you came downstairs for a caffeine boost of strong jo and got awakened instead by a jolt of this kind of Jo.

She told him with a smile, "Good morning."

"And a good morning to you as well," he said, also smiling. His eyes fell to her bosom again, yearning for a peek at the nipples she was so skillfully hiding from view.

"Sorry, I wasn't expecting anyone down here this early, and it's such a beautiful morning."

"A wonderfully beautiful morning indeed," Victor murmured more to himself than in agreement with her. He looked to the coffee pot and saw it empty; she'd made just the one mug using the single cup mode apparently. Looking to the mug in her hands, Victor stepped up closer until there were only inches between them and asked, "May I have a sip of yours while I make my own?"

He wondered whether she would tell him he could just wait or offer out the mug; and if she offered out the mug, would she continue to hide her nipples from him?

 

[AmyRoberts]

Josie tried to keep a smile at bay when the man so obviously ogled her body. She was a long distance runner, which had led to her very slim, very tight, very fit body. Some people thought she was too skinny, but the Team Doctor had told her repeatedly that she was the most healthy young thing he'd ever known.

The man moved up close to Josie -- very much in her personal space, especially with her being topless -- and asked, "May I have a sip of yours while I make my own?"

It was so obvious that he was just wanting a peek at her titties, which caused Josie's lips to widen even farther. She could have and probably should have kept her nipples hidden or -- even more of a should have -- told him she should go get dressed and then left, still covering her boobs.

But there was something so erotic about this man, and Josie was beginning to realize that her pussy was getting wet with the thought of what being with him would be like. She turned the mug's handle his way without exposing herself any more, saying softly, "Sure. You're welcome to a taste. It's your coffee, after all."

She looked him in the eyes with a slightly tilted head and asked knowingly, "Your Robert's father, right? The boy who lives here. The boy who brought me home with him from the End of Season track meet. The boy who I thought I was going to have sex with last night but who then fell sound asleep after smoking way too much weed."

With the season over, the athletes who partook of alcohol, tobacco, weed, and other drugs were no longer being tested for such things. Last night most of the team ended up at a backyard party on the other side of town that broke up early when a neighbor complained.

Josie had had her eyes on a young man from one of the competing teams who were invited to the party out of good sportsmanship. But after he'd hooked up with a discus thrower and no other athlete there could hold her interest, Josie had decided that Robert looked pretty good and had convinced him to bring her to his house.

That hadn't gone the way she'd expected, obviously. Instead, she'd found herself in a hot bath masturbating herself to a badly needed orgasm before donning a thick, cotton robe she'd found on the back of the door and curled up on the couch downstairs.

She hadn't realized there was anyone in the house when she rose with her bosom on display, so she hadn't been too concerned about it when she came out to get some coffee.

 

[TimTimTyner]

Victor nodded when the young, sexy beauty asked, "Your Robert's father, right?"

She had turned the mug's handle his way, and as Victor reached up casually to take it and lift it to his lips, she spoke of his son and how she'd come here to fuck him and yet hadn't. He took a second sip and turned the handle back to her, asking, "What's your name?"

After she told him, Victor said with a tone of loving acceptance for Robert, "Jo, my son is gay."

He hesitated for her reaction, then added, "I'm not surprised you didn't know. He isn't in the closet, per se. He simply doesn't share his sex life with people he feels don't need to know. Apparently that included you. I'm sorry you wasted your time last night. I can assure you of one thing: it isn't that you aren't sexy enough."

Victor let his eyes lower to Josie's bosom again for a moment before lifting them to her own eyes. He added, "You simply aren't the gender in which Robert's interests can be found."

 

[AmyRoberts]

When the man standing so close to her asked her name, she told him, Josie. My close friends call me Jo. And you are?"

He told her. Then he told her, "Jo, my son is gay."

Josie cocked her head a bit again, studying Victor for some clue that he was fucking with her. When she didn't see it, she murmured softly with a touch of surprise and a touch of humor, "Well, fuck."

"I'm not surprised you didn't know," Victor continued. "He isn't in the closet, per se. He simply doesn't share his sex life with people he feels don't need to know. Apparently that included you."

"You think?" she asked, laughing.

"I'm sorry you wasted your time last night. I can assure you of one thing: it isn't that you aren't sexy enough."

Again, the handsome man before her checked out her exposed bosom before looking back up into her eyes and unnecessarily repeating, "You simply aren't the gender in which Robert's interests can be found."

Josie stared deeply into Victor's eyes for a moment, then lifted the cup to her mouth for a sip. As she did so, her nipples were exposed for the first time since Victor's unexpected entrance; they probably weren't very visible to him because of the placement of her arms, if visible at all, but if Victor looked down, he might get a peek at them.

As she lowered the mug this time, though, Josie let it and her hands fall to below her bosom, undoubtedly giving the man the view he'd been wanting since he first entered the kitchen. The cool air of the room and the excitement of the moment had caused her brown nipples and the areolas surrounding them to swell dramatically.

"So, can I ask?" she began with a soft, suggestive voice and a flirtatious smirk, "Am I the gender in which your interests can be found, Victor?"

 

[TimTimTyner]

Josie let the full of her perfect, delicious breast come before Victor's gaze, which he let fall upon them for a long moment, inspecting each swollen nipple before looking back up into the beauty's eyes.

She inquired, "So, can I ask? Am I the gender in which your interests can be found, Victor?"

His lips spread in a smile. "Yes, Jo. Yes, you are."

Victor took the mug again, sipped from it while matching Josie's deep stare, then set it aside. He moved closer to her, until their bared chests were almost in contact. He gave her young, firm breasts another glance, then looked to her eyes, asking softly, "May I touch you, Jo?"

 

[AmyRoberts]

Victor ogled Josie's bosom, asking, "May I touch you, Jo?"

She smiled and answered him by reaching out to slip the tips of the fingers of one hand into the band of his swimming trunks and pull their lower bodies together. She asked softly, "May I touch you, Victor?"

Josie could feel Victor's already somewhat swollen cock against her lower belly and pulled him even harder against her, to let him know she enjoyed the sensation.