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After an incredible night with Barbara, she left early the next morning. Leaving me home alone with Jenna all day for the first time. The ideas swirling through my head about getting blowjobs on-demand from my stepdaughter throughout the day did nothing to calm my morning wood. I considered jerking off, or even using the blowjob machine by myself, but neither seemed like a better option than the eager mouth of a beautiful eighteen-year-old woman.
That said, last night with Barbara was magical, and I'd hoped a sign of things to come. She liked using the machine with me, and she even said she was a little jealous of it. Perhaps this was a good first step in getting back to where we were.
Guilt began to creep in as I still knew what I did with Jenna was wrong, on many levels. I decided I'd stop with the blowjobs and did my best to avoid her.
"Did mom get you a blowjob machine?"
I thought she was still sleeping, but Jenna, snuck up on me as I went to get coffee in the kitchen.
"What?"
"I heard her saying it the other day. Did she?"
I shook my head. "You need to stop eavesdropping."
"She did, didn't she!" Jenna laughed. "You should've told her you already have one."
Jenna walked up to me, pushing her body almost into mine. She was still wearing her pajamas; a thin black tank top and short plaid shorts that she rolled up at the waist to make even shorter. I could see she wasn't wearing a bra from the perfect view down her shirt.
"Jenna, stop." I pushed her away.
She rolled her eyes. "Are we really doing this again? I thought we got past this."
"Jenna, it's not that simple."
"It's certainly not complicated! You need your dick sucked; you get your dick sucked. Simple as that." She came in close again, reaching her hand to rub my crotch.
I pulled away. "Stop."
"Fine." She turned to walk away. "But if you're horny later, just call my name."
I tried to focus on work from there, but it was hard to keep Jenna out of my brain. I truly was conflicted, I love my wife, she's the only woman I want, but if she's not making herself available enough, why shouldn't I look elsewhere?
Then there was Jenna. She was a dream come true. Young, sexy, a talented cocksucker with no strings attached living under the same roof. It had the potential to be perfect and was definitely too good to be true, it felt like this could only end poorly.
Still, especially after last night with Barbara, I had hope. The blowjob machine was terrific, even if it removed the intimacy, and the sex was as incredible as I remembered, even if it wasn't as often.
That was until Barbara called. In the midst of a stressful morning, she said she was just checking in, but in reality, she was asking me for a favor. It was fine, I didn't mind, but maybe I took it too far.
"No problem," I told her. "After last night, I'll do anything." I smirked, thinking I might get a smile from my wife, but she was unamused.
Barbara sighed. "Is that seriously all you think about?
"I..."
"Have you not been listening to anything I've been saying these past few days?"
"I'm sorry, I just..."
"Last night was great, but I'm already starting to regret it." She was getting louder. "Sex isn't a tool; you shouldn't do things for me just because I fuck you."
"Honey, I..."
"Stop interrupting me!" She hung up.
"What the fuck was that?" I said to myself as I hung up the phone.
The morning was stressful enough as it was. Hardly anything was going right with work and I was frustrated at being knocked back down to square one with Barbara. I thought we were making progress, but it felt like she was choosing to be mad at me.
I was angry. I was waiting for answers from multiple people about work so couldn't even distract myself with that. I was getting more and more irritated and in need of release.
"Jenna!" I screamed from my chair.
Within moments, there she was. As sexy as could be, wearing her classic short shorts and a bright pink sports bra, showing off her flat stomach and beautiful thin frame.
"You rang?"
I took a deep breath as I admired her sexy look. "You are a sight for sore eyes."
She dipped her head and smiled, knowing exactly why I called her. "Did you need me for something?"
I nodded.
She smiled again as she made her way over, walking in a slow, sexy strut.
"I thought you'd never ask."
I rolled my chair back a few feet as Jenna climbed onto her knees, she grabbed the arms of my chair, angling me into position so she had easy access to my lap.
I unzipped my fly for her, pulling out my quickly hardening cock and presenting it to my cocksucking goddess.
"Thank you." She whispered as she gently opened up her mouth and leaned forward so I could place my cock directly onto her tongue. "Mmmmmm!" She moaned as soon as she tasted it.
My eyes closed as I focused on the pleasure of her lips around my cock. Jenna gave me a few quick slurps as my cock quickly got to its full size. Her tongue ran along the underside of my cock, focusing on my frenulum as all my troubles slipped away.
Jenna spent no less than the next twenty minutes giving me another one of her incredible, sensual blowjobs.
She made it clear that she was in no hurry, happy to kneel under my desk all day long with cock in her mouth if that was what I asked.
My phone rang in the middle of practicing her deepthroating again, she was getting pretty good, almost taking my entire cock in the mouth with only slight gagging, but I had to request she returned her focus to my shaft or balls while I answered the call.
Jenna happily obliged, and the call was good news from one of our partners about a potential fix. I kept it short, eager to get back to enjoying Jenna's mouth but also knowing I'd have some work to do and need to wrap things up.
For most of the time that we spoke, Jenna had lightly stroked my cock while taking turns sucking each of my nuts. As soon as I hung up, she began quickly jerking on the tip, sending a jolt of pleasure through my body.
"Everything okay?" She asked before diving down to take me in her mouth again.
"Everything is terrific," I replied. "Unfortunately, I'll need to cum soon."
