Joelle waited until she heard Jackson leave the bedroom before she slipped form the tub. A quick check of his "secret" condom stash told her he was expecting to have a bit of fun this weekend. She had learned long ago that men needed to roam a bit, but the secret was to always make sure they came home.
Grabbing his pillow she went to find him before he left for the weekend. She found him near the front door, his garment bag draped over the back of the recliner.
"hey babe, did you enjoy your bath?" he asked sheepishly. She quickly pushed him hard against the wall, dropped the pillow at his feet. He was stunned about to complain or defend himself when he saw her hands go for his belt. "Babe" but the word was muffled as her lips crushed against his. She licked at his lips, her enhanced breasts digging into his chest. While Joelle's tongue danced waiting for his, her hand were busy, in a blink the had his suit pants and boxers puddled around his ankles. Then they began working their rubbery discovery.
After coming up for air Jackson made a half hearted plea, "Babe the cars' gonna be here in a couple minutes." despite his protests he made no effort to remove her hands.
"If the driver wants to keep his job he'll wait for you." looking him straight in the eye she lowered herself down until she was kneeling on his pillow.
Looking directly at the hardening flesh in front of her she spoke, "Now you be a good boy and take care of daddy for me. If he thinks about fooling around remind him of this." She sucked in a large breath of air and wrapped her lips around his flesh. Her tongue swirled around his tip, over the crown, down the side and up over the sweet spot which made him shudder. Slowly Joelle planted slobbery kisses along the hardened shaft, from his manscaped hair, down the side of the shaft, then all along the underside of it back up to the head.
Slowly with her lips pressing against him, Joelle impaled herself on his cock taking about half of his hardened length. She closed her eyes savoring the feeling of power right now, she knew he would do anything for what was coming next. After a quick swallow and deep breath, she looked up at Jackson, he tongue was nearly hanging out as he watched her work him.
With measured patience she used her lips to push her head back until only the head remained in her mouth. Watching his eyes, Joelle drew a sharp cool breath and lurched forward, swallowing at the exact moment allowing his cock to enter her throat. She kept pushing forward with her head until her nose found his trimmed hair and she pushed a bit more, making him lean back against the wall.
Jackson groaned as those soft lips find the base of his cock, he loved when she took him all the way. Not that she was the only girl who could do this, but there was something about her intent, how much she wanted it that far in there. Joelle held still, her thick lashes trying to conceal how wet her eyes were getting, still she worked her tongue on the underside of his shaft. One of her hand came up and palmed his heavy nuts, slowly testing the weight of each. Her middle finger grazed the secret space behind he balls, drawing out another groan.
Joelle slowly pulled back, once there was enough room, her other hand slipped between his base and her lips and began stroking back up to the head as well. Once just the head remained in her hot, wet mouth she began pumping her hand up and down he shaft. Quickly she built a rhythm up, one plain stroke, nine twisting strokes. As the number of one type of stroke increase (2,3,4, etc) the other decreased (8,7,6, etc) until the patterned had been reversed, then it started again. It was a tantric trick she hard read about is some grocery store tabloid but Jackson loved the variation of strokes. In their time together he had never made it past the third set, and from the way he was jerking his hips, he probably wouldn't this time either.
Just before the first spurt came rising up from his held scrotum, with two fingers she pressed into him firmly enough to massage his prostate from the outside. Pulling back until the head was about an inch from her open and waiting mouth Joelle sped up her strokes. His trembles told her the first spurt was coming but it still caught her by surprise, part of it hitting her uvula. She allowed the rest into her mouth as well, not swallowing his offering but saving it until her slick had could draw no more seed from him. Looking up at his face, knowing his eyes were looking at the pool of cum she was currently savoring, Joelle tilted her head back and swallowed slowly, drawing the the action out for show.
Raising to her feet she licked her lips clean, before giving him a peck on the check.
"Have a good time babe." and like that she and her towels were gone.