“Absolutely,” she said, pressing her hands to his bare hips and sliding them to the tops of his thighs. His muscles jerked in response as she caressed his hot skin. John’s heavy cock stirred and stood, presenting itself in its full glory. Victoria backed John against a shelf of cleaning supplies and gaze up at him. “If it’s okay with you...” she asked, licking her lips.

“Jesus Christ, yes.” His voice rasped out in a strained affirmative.

She knelt down to the floor and held him in place. When she was face-to-face with his iron-hard organ, Victoria almost second-guessed her bold action. The proud erection stood beautifully; its girth and long shaft a pleasant memory of the pleasure she received on Sunday. She was hardly an expert at giving blow jobs—it had been years since she’d even tried—but Victoria wanted to give to him what he so selflessly gave her. John was such a generous lover, careful to pleasure nearly every part of her body and intuitive enough to know when she wanted more. She wanted him to feel that same pleasure.

As she took him in her hands, she heard him take a sharp breath. “Victoria...” he murmured, placing one gentle hand on her cheek. The velvety hot hardness of his cock jerked under her delicate touch. She ran her fingers along the sides tracing the pulsing veins, to the dark thatch of pubic hair at its root. When she leaned forward and gave the smooth tip a tentative lick, she glanced up at John, who had closed his eyes and rested a hand on his chest. She could tell he was fighting to keep his breathing in check, alternating between shallow pants and low drags of air. She held on to his narrow hips and gave it another try. As she wrapped her lips around him, she did what came naturally. No need to overthink it.

Above her, John pulled his shirt off and tossed it somewhere behind her. As he angled his hips forward to receive her mouth, Victoria pulled his pants down further, delighting in running her fingers along the springy hair of his thighs. Her other hand held his girth in place, as her tongue slid and caressed as much as she could manage. His soft moans and harsh pants made her quicken her pace. Victoria was surprised that the sounds of his pleasure turned her on so much. As she sucked and massaged him with her lips, she had the urge to touch herself. She waited a few seconds before pulling her mouth away and used her fist to stroke the slickness on his cock. “Do you mind?” she asked, pulling at her belt and loosening her jeans.