Before The Setup
Before helping Roy get other girls, she had to convince him to give her a shot.
This is a prequel to my recent story Set Up. You can read it here:
https://open.substack.com/pub/jordanlubov/p/set-up?r=53qy5h&utm_campaign=post&utm_medium=web&showWelcomeOnShare=true
The woman was out cold while he pulled on his jeans and buckled his belt. Her pale, cottage cheese ass lay exposed as she hugged the covers. Roy had the urge to smack that ass and watch it jiggle, but he resisted it, grabbing his shirt and heading out of the room.
He set coffee to brew in her ancient, stained machine and looked into the fridge. When he closed the fridge food, finding nothing in there appealing, the girl startled him, standing right behind it.
“Jesus Jenny, you freaked me the fuck out,” he told her, stepping away and searching for a clean mug.
“I can do more than that,” she replied in a flirtatious tone. He looked back at her, noting that she only wore a pair of panties and a tank top. Certainly, she was thinner than her mother with smoother skin, but Roy didn’t mind a bit more cushion for the pushin’.
“No school today?” He asked her, ignoring Jenny’s comment.
He could hear her rolling her eyes in response without having to look at her.
“I’m not in school. I’m nineteen. Geez.”
“Oh shit, is that right?” he eyed her over his shoulder while spooning sugar into his cup. “I must have missed the graduation.”
“Ugh,” she produced a sound of annoyance, crossing her arms over her chest.
Yeah, he was pretty certain she hadn’t graduated, just stopped going after putting four years in. None of Angela’s six kids were exceptionally bright. By forty-four, a couple of her daughters had already made her a grandmother and he’d heard that one of the older ones was doing time. The two youngest, Jenny and Olive, still lived at home though, sharing a room on the other end of the trailer.
The coffee maker gurgled its completion and he stepped back towards it to pour himself a cup. Jenny followed, standing uncomfortably close. He barely had elbow room to stir the sugar.
“Do you need something?” He was starting to get annoyed.
“I do,” she replied, pushing out her chest and smiling broadly. “And I think you could give it to me.”
Roy pushed past her, going to sit at the little kitchen table. She was getting too bold with her come-ons. He’d noticed her attempts before, but she was amping up the game now. The white tank top she wore did absolutely nothing to hide her dark, pointed nipples.
“Little girl, you can’t handle what I have to give,” he informed her.
She stood in front of him, placing her hands on her hips and lifting her chin and he could tell that she was drawing in a breath to tell him off.
“I know that it’s easy pickins with my mother cause she is just…” Jenny rolled her eyes. “Drunk or stoned like constantly and so you can just go ahead and do what you want. And I guess I can see the appeal in that. But I can do better than that. I like you Roy, and there are things I’m willing to do for you that my mother is probably too wasted to ever provide you with.”
“Is that so?” Roy was intrigued by her declaration. She had been a bit harsh in her assumptions about Angela, but not completely wrong.
“Yes,” she replied confidently. “I mean, unless you have some sorta fetish for older women who’ve pushed out six babies out their cooch, you can do better. You are what, at least five years younger than her?”
“Six.”
“And she’s not exactly a cougar to be chasing after. I think this is all just a matter of convenience for you. She’s just right here, in the same trailer park, ready and waiting whenever you’re home from being on the road, and you don’t have to put in any effort. But I’m offering you something better here. I’m willing to put in the effort for you.”
He wasn’t hating the idea and she was certainly doing a good job advocating for herself. Jenny was an attractive girl and had probably gotten around by now, enough to know what to do with a cock.
“Well, let me see the effort you’re willing to put in for me while I finish my coffee,” he told her, pushing away from the table to clear a space in front of himself. His legs opened in a wider stance and he rested a hand on his thigh. Jenny’s eyes widened, her confidence slipping.
“What, right here?”
“Yeah, right here. Come on over and show me what you’re willing to do for me.”
“My mom is in her bedroom and Olive is in the other one,” Jenny reported, her voice hushed. Was that all that concerned her? That she might get caught?
Roy wondered what Angela would even do if she caught Jenny blowing him. He’d seen her smack the girls a few times, but he was curious what she’d really do.
“So you wanna back out of this? This could be your one and only chance.”
“Can’t we go back to your place? I can do anything you want over there,” she promised, trying to regain composure.
“That’s not on the table, little girl. You can drop to your knees here and show me what you got,” he pointed to the floor between his legs. “Or you can forget about it.”
He watched her consider it for a moment, looking towards each of the bedrooms, weighing her options. Angela was unlikely to wake up anytime soon with how plastered she had been the night before. He could have probably gotten away with slapping her ass earlier and she wouldn’t have even stirred. And he didn’t much care about whether Olive witnessed it or not.
Jenny must have come to the same conclusion because she slid down onto her knees on the linoleum floor and went right for his zipper. Without hesitation, she pulled out his cock through his fly and got to stroking, trying to get it hard. Working hastily, she was likely hoping to get it over with fast, just in case.
“Why don’t you get your tits out, baby. That would surely help me get in the mood,” he told her.
Wordlessly, she slipped the tank top straps down her shoulders and tugged the top down, letting her breasts spill out. They were full and perky, pebbled around the hard, pointed nipples and the sight of them certainly gave him a boost. Not that she wasn’t skilled with her hands, especially once she brought one of them down to his balls.
Once her mouth joined the party too, he could tell right away that she had been practicing. Jenny had a talented tongue and took him deep in her efforts to get him off as quickly as she could. Roy was already beginning to fantasize about what he could do with her. Damn, he could take the girl on the road with him. It’s not like she had any responsibilities around here.
Grabbing the back of her head, he pulled her into his crotch, shoving himself even deeper down her throat.
“Look up at Daddy when you’re sucking,” he told her.
She looked up immediately, her hands bracing against his thighs, her eyes watering as she tried to pull back. Her face turned red and he loved seeing her like this. Once the tear rolled down her face and she still hadn’t gagged, he let her up, allowing her to draw a few deep breaths, gulping them down, before pulling her back in so that her nose slammed into his pubes.
“Oh damn, you are really good, huh. Got a lot of practice, haven’t you?” He felt his cock throbbing in her throat and he pulled her off it by her hair.
Grasping his shaft in his hand, it only took him a couple of strokes to get to the release and he shot his load onto her face. Jenny stuck out her tongue, just like a good girl should, trying to catch his cum while he covered her in it. It looked gorgeous on her too, contrasting the flushed red, tear-streaked skin.
“I’m impressed,” he told her, running a finger through the cum on her cheek and bringing it to her mouth. She licked it off immediately. “You did very well.”
She continued to kneel in front of him, not moving, waiting to be released, and he loved that about her too. Roy took another long sip of his coffee, considering the possibilities.
“Alright, baby, go clean yourself up and you can come over to my trailer at about,” he took a look at his watch. “Two o’clock. Got it?”
Her lips spread into a satisfied grin and she nodded eagerly, before getting up and scurrying off into the bathroom. Jenny wasn’t a complete novice, no, but Roy was certain he had a few more things to teach her.
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