"I should go soon," Jennifer commented as Ben fondled here tits through the tank top. "I was just borrowing some vanilla for the cake that I'm making for dinner tonight."
Ben's adrenaline was still running high from the strange situation, but he found his tongue again for the first time in several minutes. "Oh, okay." He took his hands from her chest.
Jennifer smiled as she moved past Ben. "Thanks. Any time you want to paw a nice pair of breasts, just ask: I'm usually free after school." She smiled warmly at Ben.
"Sure, thanks," said Ben, still feeling a bit out of his depth.
Ben was sorry to see Jennifer to go: this was a rare opportunity for him. She was a subject of a number of his fantasies, and normally his beautiful neighbor didn't even talk to him. He was sorry that the moment had ended so soon, and wished he could go with her.
"Hey," said Jennifer, as she was leaving. "I could use some company while I'm making the cake. Why don't you come over?"
Ben was surprised at the coincidence, but didn't hesitate for a second this time. "Sure! Yeah! I'd love to!" He was a bit embarrassed at his enthusiasm, but Jennifer just smiled. "Alright, then. Come on," she said, leaving the door. Ben followed quickly after her.
As they walked over to the Rayburn residence, Ben couldn't help stare at Jennifer's firm butt. In his current mood, he couldn't help wonder what it would be like to feel her up there, too. Jennifer looked over her shoulder and smiled. "Do you like my butt? I'm pretty proud of it. After I'm done working on the cake, you can feel me up there, too."
Ben was surprised again, but he began to recognize a pattern in this weirdness... |