Jack finished his hash brown and scooped up the last of his beans. Sitting back in his seat, he stretched causing his jumper to ride up slightly giving Cindy a brief glimpse of the run of downy dark hairs on his stomach that would lead down to his cock. She knew that hangovers always made her horny and today was no exception. The earlier orgasms had now been forgotten as she felt herself feeling aroused again. She wondered what Jacks cock looked like and felt herself moisten at the thought.
"That was a breakfast fit for a king." Jacks voice pulled Cindy back from her horny musings. "For someone so small you sure can put it away yourself.''
Cindy grinned "I have a healthy appetite."
Jack looked at her intently "Í bet you have."
The intensity of the moment disappeared as quickly as it had arrived leaving Cindy feeling momentarily unnerved and excited at the same time. Was that a sexual connotation or was she just allowing her current hangover to mash all rational thought? She thought back to Jack's Truth or Dare question from the previous evening and Cindy sensed that Jack could be dangerous and the thought excited her beyond belief.
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I could almost see Cindy's mind working over time when I reckoned she had a healthy appetite. Of course she wasn't aware that I was watching her play with herself earlier, but the voracious way in which she had used her vibrator had told me everything I needed to know about her. However to look at her now in her pyjamas and her blonde hair in a pony tail you wouldn't think she was naughty. I say naughty, because I was pretty sure her earlier performance in the conservatory had been for my benefit, I just had to find a way of her confirming that to me, but that shouldn't be a problem. I am a master at getting people to confide in me, they tell me their dreams but more importantly their fantasies. You see I am not just a master spectator I am also a proficient fantasy creator. The more someone releases themselves to me, the more intense their experience is it's as simple as that.
As I helped Cindy clear the table, I knew she thought I was a bit edgy and perilous and by her body language I didn't think she would mind one bit. I was looking forward to taking her on a journey she would never forget."
Jack followed Cindy through to the living room. Kneeling in front of the log fire, Cindy lit a pile of logs with an expertise that impressed Jack. Most women wouldn't know how to light a pile of wood if their lives depended on it. Quickly, the logs took light, filling the living room that had been darkened by December morning with a warm amber glow. Standing up, Cindy switched on the fairy lights that adorned the mantelpiece. Her hangover was thankfully abating and as Jack settled himself on her sofa, Cindy hoped he was planning on staying.
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So how was I going to suggest I stayed for a while without sounding like a plank of wood? I hadn't felt so interested in anyone for a very long time. It had been a lot longer than I cared to admit to be honest. Usually, I preferred no strings attached sex and feeling too much interest in one person was alien to me. Not that I was a loner who sneaked around invading peoples privacy I hasten to add.
As Cindy settled herself in the armchair facing me, I decided to deal with the situation head on. I didn't want her to feel uncomfortable or compelled to entertain me, although the thought of Cindy entertaining me in a sexual fashion was exciting me more than I cared to admit. I was aware that total corruption needed to be taken one step at a time. So, I relaxed. To complete a mission, I had to be in total control of the situation to determine success."
"I can go if you want to recuperate alone. I was only calling round to help ease your hangover, I didn't expect breakfast." Jack said, trying to sound as casual as possible
Cindy waved her hand in dismissal. "No seriously, stay. I could do with the company. I don't have anything planned for today, plus I'm feeling better already."
Jack raised his eyebrows. "I take it the grease of the full English breakfast is successfully soaking up last nights alcohol?"
Cindy laughed. "Yeah, something like that, plus your vitamin C dosage has helped. I just feel tired, that must be my liver trying to bring itself back to life."
"Well, feel free to go back to bed if you like, I won't stop you." Jack gave her another of his intense looks before adding, "I wont be offended."
Cindy held his gaze. "I promise you I'm fine."
Suddenly the thought of having Jack wrapped beneath her bedcovers naked entered Cindy's mind. There it was again, the sexual connotation in his voice followed by that really horny slow smile, crossing over Jack's lips; she knew she hadn't imagined it. Jack was flirting with her and it made her feel all warm inside.
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I decided that I needed to determine how much of last night Cindy remembered. As she leant over the armchair to grab her glass of orange juice, her pyjama bottoms started to ride down, slightly showing me the line of her pert bottom. I felt myself feeling instantly aroused. I wanted to pull them down and lick her from back to front. I experienced an overwhelming desire to taste her as she came in my mouth before fucking her hard and throwing her around the bedroom. There has always been something really appealing to me about petite girls, they reminded me of rag dolls, and I hoped Cindy would be as versatile. I stopped the thoughts as quickly as they entered my mind. Back to my mission, did Cindy really remember anything from the night before?"
"Do you remember anything from last night?" Jack casually asked as Cindy readjusted her pyjama bottoms and settled herself back in her seat.
"Of course I remember I wasn't in a totally comatose state was I?"
Jack shook his head. "No. The Truth or Dare game do you remember that?"
Cindy felt a flush of heat run through her from the top of her head to the tip of her toes. "I remember." She conceded. "I remember thinking I can't do a dare because that might have involved me making some kind of movement."
Now it was Jacks turn to laugh. "Don't worry, I wouldn't have asked you to perform anything too ambitious."
"That's a good call." Cindy replied feeling a sudden urge to touch herself. "I remember your truth question if that's what you are getting at."
Cindy twirled her hair in her fingers aware that she had adopted a coquettish look that she was hoping would drive Jack to distraction.
"Did it turn you on?" Jack candidly asked.
