with sons bully (open to female. pm to restart if started with someone)

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Pat Jones
18, 5 foot 9, muscular physique, tight ass, 10 inch cock, ice blue eyes, dirty blond hair, slightly tan.

Its early Saterday morning, and Pat was pumping weights in the gym. He had been working out for the past 30 minutes trying to build more muscle. pat did one last rep, before dropping his weight to the floor. pat had a quick shower, and pulled a pair of cargo shorts and a sleeveless shirt. As he walked out, Pat saw girls checking him out. Pat smiled to himself. He was a young stud, bringing home woman almost every night. Most woman would come back for more, since he was so good in bed.

Pat was captain of his highschool football team and real popular with most of the other students, but also bullied other kids including your son. all year he had bullied him, getting him to do his homework, get money from him plus other stuff. one day had left school early and saw you picking your son up and couldnt believe what he saw. from that day he hatched a plan to try and get you. he start to talk to your son, making a deal with him. he does what he say and he would stop bullying him beating on him.

That is how it came to me starting to come over to your house. almost dayly im over not even wanting to be around your son. mainly there to be around you. even helping you from time to time around the house. acouple monthes have passed and you and your husband have gotten used to me being around, even liking me. you getting used to seeing me checking you out nowing its normal. your so comfortable with me that acting and dressing certain ways around me dont bother you. always welcome over whether sons home or not. him always trying to figure out what it is i could be up to.

which brings up back to me leaving the gym. i jump on my bike my dad bought me for doing so well in football and drive around as i head home. eventually turning onto our street. you living only few doors down from me. coming up to your house i figured id stop over, specially sense i know your son is on an over night trip with your husband. i pull into your driveway and turn my bike off. the garage closed so no clue if your home or up yet. i walk up to the front door and nock on hoping your home and wonder what she could be wearing today.
 
Jessica Tiller
39 years old
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Jessica ran her finger through her damp hair, brushing her bangs out of her face as she stood in front of her bathroom window. Today was going to be fun, it was going to be all about her. With both her son, Tyler and her husband, Rick out of town for the day, she would be able to do anything she wanted. No having to clean up after there mess, not having to make them meals. Of course, she didn't mind doing that, it was just she liked having her breaks.

As she was applying some lips gloss, she heard the door bell ring. Damn it. Jesse put her make up down before walking out of the bathroom, into her room, going over to her bed. She had just gotten out of the shower about 10 minutes ago and while she had put on a thin, low cut maroon tank top, she had yet to put on any bottoms besides a pair of black lacy panties. "Just give me a minute!" She yelled as she grabbed the shorts she had laying on in the middle of the bed.

She pulled the tiny shorts up her long legs quickly before walking over to the door. About halfway there, she stopped, looking down at herself remembering that she hadn't thrown on a bra yet. "Well...." She thought about going back to her room and throwning one on, but she decided against it. She hadn't invited anyone over, so she doubted she'd be standing out there long.

Once she got to the door, she unlocked the knob before pulling the door open, only to see Pat standing there. Now she kind of wished she had put on a bra. Now, she didn't really mind when he looked her over, but she didn't think it was a good idea to encourage him.

Even if he was hot.

"Pat, it's good to see you." Jessica said with a bright smile. "Tyler's not here right now. He and his father went on a camping trip together," she explained, her eyes wondering slightly. After a brief pause, she stepped back. "would you like to come in?" While her son wasn't home, she thought it woud be rude to just shut the door. Besides, now that he knew Tyler wasn't here,he'd probably leave anyway.
 
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Standing there waiting then hearing the door unlock and swing open. there she stood the woman he was after. his eyes instantly looking her over. traveling up her long sexy legs to the small shorts she has on then up her top. instantly noticing she wasnt wearing a bra. smiling his eyes travel up to her face. able to tell by hair and top alittle that she had just gotten out of the shower recently.

Morning Mrs. Tiller. Ya Tyler told me acouple days ago he was going out with your husband he says as he steps into the doorway after hearing the invite in. sorry to stop over with out any notice but i had went and worked out and when i got home realised i didnt have my house key. i would have called my parents to let me in but they had gone up to the cottage last night and wont be home till late tonight or tomorrow. so as you can see i have no way of getting in my house. hope you dont mind me stopping over he say as he has his book bag on his back. was planning on doing some work while out.
 
Jessica closed the door behind him, sighing inwards. She hadn't expected on this. When he said why he was here those, she couldn't help but laugh a bit. "Your 18 now. One would think you would remember something like a house key." She walked from the front door, towards the kitchen, as she did, she motioned with her finger for him to follow after her.

"Do't worry about it. I mean, I'm sure you didn't mean to leave your key behind." She went over to the coffe pot on the counter and poured herself a mug before looking back at him, "And since you did, I'm more then happy to let you stay until your parents get home." She offered. "I mean, I can't leave you on the street."

After she took a sip of her coffee, she pointed to the fridge. "If your hunger, you can fix yourself something to eat.
 
standing there as she walks away and motions to follow which he does with out even thinking. his eyes checking out her ass the whole time. ya didnt mean to leave them just left in a hurry with out thinking. i appreciate you letting me stay. so with the boys gone what plans am i ruining he asks setting his backpack on the back of one of the kitchen chairs. he moves over and leans against the center island in the kitchen. looking at you folding his arms as his muscles are showing thanks to the sleeveless shirt he is wearing.

slowly checking her out as he stands leaning against the counter. trying not to be to obvious as to not make any mistakes. he starts to move his head side to side trying to stretch it after the stressful work out he had done.
 
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"Oh, you didn't really ruin ay plans." She said, waving a hand in his direction. "i was just planning on having a me day is all. I was going to go to the mall in a few. They just opened up a forever 21. Then I was going to head to the park with Hannah. We were planning on playing a little tennis." She tilted her head to the side,thinking for a moment before continuing, "I guess after that was just oing to come back here and relax i the pool out back."

Jessica looked in over for a moment, watching him stretch his neck. "What about you?" She put her coffee cupdown and walked over to him. "Did you have any plans today... before you lost your keys?"

She walked up behind him and reached her hands out, placing them on his neck. This wasn't the first time he had come here and started stretching out his neck. He usually only did it after working out. When she didn't have anything to do, she would normally rub it. Just until he started to feel better and because she took a massage class in college on the side, she was pretty damn good at it.

"Oh yeah, how's football season going?"
 
standing there stretching my neck as i listen to her talk. then stop when i feel her hands on my neck aaaaaa god thats great. your hands are like magic when it comes to rubbing out kinks. sounds like you have a busy day planned. only thing i got going on was try and get so some stuff done for one of my classes. with football its hard to keep up so falling behind alittle.

i never knew you played any sports. figured husband son took all your time from yourself. well at least i never seen you doing anything for yourself he say as his neck slowly starts to losen up. foot is going great, half way threw the season and so far undefeated
 
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"I'm glad I can help." She told him as she allowed her hands to gently run oer his neck, massaging away any kink he might have. "I'm not really all that surprised you all are winning. You guys were amazing last year. I wouldn't be surprised if you went to college on a football scholarship." Jessica leaned closer to him so she could reach around his neck, pressing her tits against his back as he did.

She laughed suddenly. "I didn't know a women could get a job at school giving men massages." She rubbed her breasts against him as she moved to the back of his neck. "Besides, I don't really think my son or my husband would like me doing that."

She pulled her hands away from him after a few minutes with a bright smile. "There. You should feel better now." She told him before she walked and stood beside him, leaning against the counter top.

"Yeah, I play tennis on the weekend usually. I've been playing for about 4 years now." She shrugged. "I use to play soccor when I was younger, but with the guys, I had to cut back on the sports a bit and concentrate on them." Jessica looked him over for a moment.

"Are you sore anywhere else?" She asked curiously. "Since your here, I'd be happy to help."
 
well im sure it would be more of a pyhsical therapist position if they have one. i move my neck side to side after you take your hands off. my neck cracking. closing my eyes and smiling as i feel you press your breasts against my back. the softness of them. i think i felt better with your hands on, and you cant let your son and husband run everything you do can you.

and im sure you know by now every time i work out or play football my bodys always sore all over, but with what you told me about your plans. i dont think you have time, plus i aint gonna catch up or get any better in my photography class if i dont do my work or practice.
 
"They don't run my life. There just usually... on the top of my to do list." She told him quickly. Besides, they didn't always come first. She had her time. It was usually on the weekend, but hey, at least she had her time.

"I'm in no rush to do any of that. I have all day to do whatever I want, so I don't have a set schelue today." Jess brushed her hair out of her face and turned her head to look at him. rPhotography class? Now I didn't expect you to be taking that." She sat up and turned her body so she was facing him. "Well, you wont be able to pay attention to your work if your sore and we both know I hate seeing people in any kind of discomfort."

"So, how does this sound? I'll give you a quick rub down. Massage whatevers sore. Then I'll help you with your work. I mean, it photography, it can't really be all that hard." She said, rolling her eyes slightly. "That'll give both of use plently of time to do whatever we want for the rest of the day."
 
ya i know most of the guys on the team look at me weird cause of the photography. what can i say its a hobby that i like to do. well i can see your point about being all knotted up could break my focus. well i guess sense your the massuse that makes you the expert on whats the best parts of the body or what kind of rub down is good after a work out.

looking at you. and how you gonna help me with my work. model for me? working with models aint till next semester, but guess never to early to practice on it
 
"There's nothing wrong with that. I like photography as well, I just never got that into it. Not unless I'm on vacation" She told him. Jessica moved her hand to his and grabbed it, pulling him out of the kitchen when he agreed to let her finish the massage. In all honesty, she should stopped at his neck. If even that, but she really loved the feeling of his body under her touch. Feeling his body relax as she ran her hands over him.

"Model for you? I was just talking about helping you find something pretty to take a pictures of." She said, a small blush beginning to cover her cheeks. "Besides, I'm sure you can find a thousand things better then me to shoot..., but I did offer to help. So if you'd like me to model, I would be happy too."

When they got to the couch, she let his hand go and pointed to it. "Shirt off and lay down."
 
feel her grab his had he follows her. find something pretty and better then you. come now Mrs Tiller i couldnt think, see or know anyone or anything that would be better then you, he says flirting alittle. reach down grabbing his shirt and slowly lifting it up his body. his abs coming into view then his chest. taking the shirt off and placing it down.

looking down at the couch then back at you. lay down, umm face down back up, or face up back down he asks. reaching into his pockets pulling wallet, bike key, and cell out of his pocket and place it on the coffee table. then sits on the couch looking up at you before laying down face down. unsure if she wants me this way or not
 
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He must have women drooling over him. She thought as her eyes ran over his bare upper body. He was weet, kind, extremely hot! He has to have a girl every night. Whe he laid down on the couch she moved beside him. "No. This i just find. I an work with this for now."

Jessica bent over at the waist and plced hr hnds on his shoulders. "Oh my god," She muttered as she started to work out the kinks. "Either this was a very hard work out for you or I haven't been giving you the best massages." She said, digging her fingers into his tough skin.

She worked her way outwards slowly, getting the whole length of his shoulder before she moved her hands down to his back. "Is it starting to feel better?"
 
laying there with his arms folded under one of the couch pills as his head rests on it. eyes closed. mmmmm letting out alittle moan as you start to rub your hands on my back. you always give good massages just with everything i do it doesnt take long to bother me again. i start to shift alittle. not sure if im feeling any different.

opens his eyes turning his head one eye looking up at you. not sure if your really able to get in there and do it right standing up like that. might be easier if you kneeled down, or if you need to straddle my waste that way you can really get in deep i say. not even realising that i preaty much just told you that i want you on top
 
She pulled her hands back as she thought about what he said. He was right, in the position she was in, she couldn't really give him her all, but she couldn't really straddle him either. Not her son friend. Still... she did say she would make him feel better and it wasn't like they were doing anything wrong! She was just giving him a massage.

"Well okay," Jessica placed both her hands on his back before she threw leg over him and pulled herself up. She moved so her legs were on either side of his waist. "There. 4Now it should be easier to rub you down." She said before she started moving her hands again, rubbing in small circles down his back.

"Is that better?" She asked him.
 
laying there enjoying what was going on. always enjoying it, cause it only happened when husband wasnt home. smiling as i feel you climb on top of my. the feel of your soft ass as it rests on me. aaaa yaaa thats much better. i could lay here all day like this, but i know i cant take up your time like that. my head still turned eye looking up at you. noticing your nipples poking threw your thin shirt. if your hands start to feel tire you can stop, but if not feel free to rub anything you think might need it. laying there i start to move my waste alittle grind my ass again against your crotch as you sit on me
 
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She looked at him, her cheeks turning a deep crimson. "I'll make sure I rub every part of your body that needs my attention." She told him as her hands moved a bit lower, rubbing the small of his back. When he started to rotate his hips, she had to bite her lip. With the way he was pushing against her, he was pressing himself against her pussy.

Oh god, She closed her eyes for a moment, taking a deep, shaky breath. When she opened her eyes, she slowly moved her hand away from his back. "I... I think your back should be okay now. I mean, it doesn't feel as tough as it did when I started." She moved off him, standing on the floor next to him. Which was both a relief as well as a let down. It actually felt incredible the way he was rubbing against her, but she had to think of her family.

"You can get on your back if you want now."
 
feeling her hands move around as i grind my ass against you. then feel you get off me. turning on my side alittle to look up at you. seeing you breathing alittle. looks like she was injoying the grinding

hearing you tell me i can get on my back if i like i roll over onto my back. a slight bulge in my shorts from your rubbing. ill tell you what Mrs Tiller i have to be honest. you should really look at making a carreer out of being a massuse. your really good at it
 
Jessica rolled her eyes with a laugh. "I'm really not that good,Pat." She told him before she looked down at him. Her eyes ran over his frame for a moment, only to stop at the tent that seemed to be growing in his pants. Oh fuck, we really need to stop this. She thought before she loowked back up at him.

"Besides, I'm only this good because you let me practice on you." Jessica placed her hands on his chest before she straddled him again. This was almost worse them having him grind against her. This way, his bulge was pressing against her.

She placed her hands on his chest and rstarted to rub in small circles. "So, when's your next game?"
 
laying there noticing you looking me over before straddling me again. instantly feeling the pressure of you as you sit on my growing cock. i move my hands and let them rest on thighs just above your knees.i shift my waste side to side and up and down as if trying to get alittle more comfortable. grinding the bulge against your bikini cover pussy.

my next game is friday at 9. i know andys gonna be out of town again, but you still gonna make it to the game. my hands rubbing your knees alittle
 
She nodded she head slowly, panting slightly. This position wasn't better at all. This way, he was rubbing directly on her pussy and with him continuously moving his waist, he wasn't allowing her anytime to control herself. Still, she had to act like he wasn't making her pussy dampen.

"Y-yeah. I'll be able to make it." Her hands move to his sides as her hips began to rock without her realizing it. "I haven't been to a game in a while, so I should make up for that." Jessica moved one of her hands up and brushed her hair out of her face. "Are you starting to feel better?"
 
feeling you starting to move around on me. my hands rubbing your knees moving to the side and begin to rub the outside of your thigh. feeling betting im not sure. you just started on my front. if your sure you rub all the tention out of all my hard muscles then by all mean your free to stop i say. my hands sliding up your thigh then stop. finger tips inches from your bikini bottem
 
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