5 comments/ 15980 views/ 7 favorites In Love, in Hate: Sisters Ch. 01 By: sk11 Author's note: Julie works with Rob at the same office and wants to discover the man underneath the dishevelled exterior; her sister Janet first meets Rob when he's made changes to his appearance. As this story starts around Christmastime, I know I'm two weeks late, but it was either post it now or wait another 11 months, so sue me. In any case, I hope you enjoy the story and I'd like to inform you that the sex is only at the end of the chapter, so please be patient. This is a work of fiction and any semblance to actual people or places is purely coincidental. xxxxx Julie looked across the room at the man working at his desk. Behind the glass walls of his office, Robert Hayes' eyes were glued on his computer's monitor, focused in, as they always were, on his work. Hideously ugly horn-rimmed glasses framed otherwise striking blue eyes, while his unkempt hair and beard decidedly gave him the look of a homeless man. Some men worked on getting the messy look going for their hair; Rob was definitely not among them - his curly mass of dirty blonde hair was a forest of disarray all on its own. His clothes also suffered from a lack of thought or consideration, as he often wore the same tie and wrinkled shirt to work several times a week. His whole attire was baggy, since he had recently lost weight and now everything was about one size too large. Much of the reason for his complete physical disarray, Julie learned through the gossip wire, was the fact that he was still recovering from a break-up that left him completely heartbroken. She had had her job at the office for about ten months now, so she was able to witness Rob's quick downward spiral. His fiancée left him at the altar a year ago after a five year relationship, saying he was boring and never tried anything adventurous; she thought she was still too young to be tied down to someone like him for the rest of her life. Rob had always greatly enjoyed his work, but after his break-up, he poured himself into it: he became the first to come in every morning and the last to leave at night, as if his life outside work was too much for him to bear. On this particular night, Julie sat looking at Robert as she began packing her stuff up to leave. It was Christmas Eve and here they both were, still working their asses off at the office. Unlike Robert, she derived no enjoyment from her work, but it made ends meet and helped pay off her student loans. The reason she frequently stayed as late as Robert did was to rise up in the ranks: sexism was a very harsh reality that she had long ago realized and if she had to work harder to get somewhere in her career, she was prepared to do it. So here she sat at her desk, exhausted after a long day's work and staring out the window at the snowflakes slowly tumbling their way down towards the street some twenty stories below, wishing she was someplace else, but realizing she didn't really have anywhere to be. Suddenly, Robert stood up and began methodically packing his briefcase, as he always did. She saw something beneath the exterior of this dishevelled man, like a diamond in the rough that was waiting to be discovered. She quickly put on her coat and timed her exit to coincide with Robert's. "Hi, Julie," Rob said with a smile, when he saw her. "Hey," she replied with a smile of her own. "Merry Christmas, by the way. Any plans for tomorrow?" "Ha ha, no." He smiled, ruefully this time. "Oh, by the way, I got you a little something..for uhhh... all your hard work this past year." "Oh, you shouldn't have!" Julie replied, surprise clearly evident on her face as he began taking out a medium-sized, gift-wrapped box out of his pocket. "I didn't think to get you anything myself." "Don't worry about it, it's nothing big," he said, quickly trying to downplay it. "I hope you like it, though." When she opened the present, she gasped as she saw what it was: a copy of the most recent book by her favourite author – she had wanted to buy it, but the cost had deterred her and she had decided to wait for the library to get it. It was such a thoughtful and perfect gift for her that Julie nearly burst into tears as she held onto the book. "Oh, Rob!" she exclaimed in joy. "It's perfect! How did you know what book to buy?" Rob smiled widely at Julie before explaining to her that he always saw books from the same author lying on her desk. She had no idea he had ever paid any attention to her, as he always seemed to be stuck in his own little world. She was deeply touched and flattered that he had actually noticed her. She decided that tonight was the night she would try to scratch the surface of the man that was Robert Hayes. "You have to let me thank you – let me take you out for drinks." "Oh, no," Rob said at once. "I didn't expect anything return. It was my pleasure to give a little during the holiday season." She softened at his kindness, but she was resolute in her decision. "Fine, then give me a chance to also be a bit charitable on Christmas Eve of all days. You don't have anywhere else to be, do you?" she asked, knowing with steady certainty that he most likely did not. "No..." he answered hesitantly, then decided to try a different approach. "But I don't think it would be appropriate to go out with a colleague, even if it is only for drinks." "Are you trying to imply I'm hitting on you?" "No!" he quickly replied and started blushing. "It's just that –" " – office romances are forbidden. Yes, I know, Robert. Listen, I only want to go out for drinks with a friend, to thank him for his terrific gift." She immediately regretted her choice of her words, but they did seem to put Robert at ease. Finally, he replied: "Alright, but only for a couple of drinks." She hooked her arm around his with a triumphant smile and they descended in the elevator in silence before entering into the frigid December night. *** Robert saw Julie shiver as they exited the building and instinctively hooked his arm around her shoulders to bring her into his warmth. It was something he had always done for his ex-fiancée and he immediately realized his mistake. While trying to correct it, however, Julie just grabbed his arm and put it back where it was, pleading as innocently as she could, "But I'm cold." Rob had no reply to that and just shut his mouth. When they entered a nearby bar that Julie directed them to, they found it to be nearly empty, no doubt due to the fact that it was freezing outside. They took seats at the bar, ordering a couple of pints of beer, and then removed their coats, allowing Rob to admire Julie's impeccable body from up-close. She was dressed in black slacks and a white cashmere sweater that hugged her body in all the right places, while her hair was done up in a neat bun. As soon as they got comfortable, however, she undid the bun and let her flowing light brown hair cascade across her shoulders. The close proximity only made Rob further awestruck by her beauty. He quickly caught himself, though, reminding himself that this was not a date and he didn't want to make things awkward between them. "So, do you come here often?" Rob asked. The alcohol was disappearing rather quickly, as it was helping to warm up their bodies. "Once in a while. I like it because it's quiet and the beer's cheap." He laughed at that last comment, enjoying her pragmatic view of things. "How's the food? I'm not actually hungry right now, but I could see myself coming back here another time." He appreciated the cozy atmosphere of the bar created by the subdued, albeit colourful, lighting. "Terrible, just like all food in bars. What did you expect?" This drew another chuckle from him, as he couldn't help but agree with her statement. "Well, at least it's as cheap as the beer," he said, pointing at the menu overhead. "Not really. The portions are tiny – this place is pretty much only good for the booze." As if on cue, she signalled the bartender over to refill their depleted glasses. They thanked him as he left. "You know, I actually prefer beer from a can than from the tap," Rob remarked. "No way!" Julie exclaimed at once. "How can you even say that! Beer from a can's tastes like metal, while draught beer has that woody, natural taste to it." "Nonsense," Rob rebutted. "I bet you couldn't tell the difference between the two in a blind test – people just say that the containers give it a different taste, but in reality, it has more to do with the temperature the beer was stored in and how it was packaged." Julie just shook her violently, saying, "Fine, I think I hear a challenge – one which I will easily and mercilessly win." She stuck her tongue out at him for good measure. He just grinned, the alcohol starting to get to him – he never handled it too well. Loosened up, though, he realized the whole dynamic had changed between them and they were no longer coworkers forced to act professionally like in the office. "So what are the wagers?" he continued playfully. "Hmmm..." she thought it over. "How about a kiss?" Rob nearly spit out the beer he had in his mouth and Julie giggled as he started choking slightly. He was still sober enough to recognize the tease, however, and decided to go along with it. "Seriously, though, I've already been lucky enough to share drinks with such an attractive woman as yourself – I can't ask for anything more." She blushed at the compliment, then replied, "You're not so bad yourself, you know. If you just got rid of those geeky glasses, went to the barber's, and shopped for some clothes that fit, I'm sure that women would be crawling all over you." "I'll make sure to jot down the list," he replied lightly, though secretly he was somewhat hurt by the backhanded compliment; he knew he shouldn't be, though, as he hadn't been taking very good care of himself over the past year. For a long time, he and Julie just sat together and kept chatting, opening up more and more as the beer continued to flow freely from the taps. Before either of them realized it, it was Christmas morning and all the patrons still remaining in the bar let out a hearty cheer of "Merry Christmas!" Rob and Julie had completely lost track of time, as they had been completely absorbed in their conversation. When they heard the cheer, they both realized it was probably time to get going. Rob insisted on paying his half of the tab, seeing as how it had risen pretty high over the course of the evening, and said he would let her treat him another time; she was too drunk to really argue and liked the prospect of a second time. When they re-entered the cold winter night, Rob automatically brought Julie closer to him and this time, did not make any attempt to remove his arm; it just fit so naturally around her. "So where do you live?" he asked her. "Just a block away from here." She pointed in her home's general direction. "It's great to be able to walk to work every day...just not so great in the winter." "Well, I have to take the metro," he said, motioning his head in the opposite direction. Realizing they had to part, Julie detached herself from him and stood quietly in front of him, looking up at him with her passionate emerald green eyes, her pink lips squeezed tightly shut and turned slightly upwards. Rob froze, a thousand thoughts running through his mind, sudden clarity coming to his foggy mind. He remembered all the times they had left work together after having been the last ones there; he remembered the moments she looked at him that she didn't think he noticed; he remembered the fantastic evening they had just spent together, in particular the request of a kiss. But then, he reminded himself that she saw him more as an experiment for a makeover and also recalled what she had said as they were leaving their workplace: "Office romances are forbidden...I only want to go out for drinks with a friend...." With that in mind, he quickly murmured, "Well then, goodnight," and left a transfixed Julie standing there behind him, as he walked rapidly towards the metro station. "Merry Christmas," she finally whispered when he was more than twenty feet away, her words lost in the wind. She finally unfroze her legs and made her way back to her nearby apartment. As soon as she shut the door, she threw herself into her bed and wept into her pillows, happy the alcohol would make it easier for sleep to take her that night. *** She couldn't get the moment out of her mind. There she stood expectantly in front him, waiting for the kiss to come... and when he finally turned around with nothing but a goodnight, she couldn't believe what had just happened. At first, she was shocked, but that quickly turned into sorrow when she realized that he must simply not like her that way. Throughout their night together, she had discovered a new man, a man so sweet and charming that she felt herself falling head over heels for him. She thought that he had enjoyed their time together as much as she had and had sensed a special spark between them. When the night had come to a close, she knew the perfect nightcap to a magical evening would be a goodnight kiss; it must have just been her imagination, then, that he liked her back, since he obviously treated her only as a friend. How could she have been such an idiot? She berated herself over and over for fooling herself into believing in such a fantasy. Finally, she decided that she had put herself into this situation and now it was time to get herself out of it and just forget about the whole thing. With that mindset, she steeled herself mentally and started getting ready for Christmas at her parents' house. *** Rob awoke the next morning with a blaring headache from his hangover and groggily ate his breakfast cereal. It was Christmas morning, yet all the joy he had once felt as a child seemed to completely elude him now that he was a dozen years older. The only instance he had felt himself remotely close to reconnecting to that emotion was last night when he was with Julie. In an entire year, there was only that one time. Remorse flooded into as it often did when he was all alone, and he struggled to forget about the past and what had happened a year ago to cause this change in him. He downed the rest of his cereal and popped a couple of Tylenols into his mouth. That seemed to straighten his mind out and he decided that he was tired of the life he was leading. He had spent enough time feeling sorry for himself, and last night had shown him he could still go out and enjoy himself. Sure, nothing was ever to come of him and Julie, but at least he knew now that he could become attracted to other women. He remembered what Julie had told him about cleaning himself up and wondered if it was true. He had proposed to his high school sweetheart, the only girl he had ever dated; hence, he had never had a chance to play the field, not that he had regretted it at the time. Now, though, he was excited at the prospect of putting himself out there and discovering a new world he had never before tried venturing. Screw waiting until New Year's to make a resolution, he decided – there's no time like now; he went out to the local gym to buy a membership. *** Julie arrived at her parents' house, the same one she had grown up in for her first eighteen years, and was immediately greeted with a bear hug as soon as the front door opened. Her mother was very open to displaying her affections and she was overjoyed at the sight of her daughter. "Julie! How are you, sweetiepie?" "Well I was alright mom, up till now," she managed to gasp out. Her mom relaxed her iron grip, then continued on. "Oh, your father and I have missed you so much! Come in, come in, dear, let's get you warmed up." She was quickly dragged into the living room and immediately she saw why she just had to come back here every year: the entire living room and dining room were plastered from floor to ceiling in elegant Christmas decorations and a giant Christmas tree stood proudly beside the roaring fireplace. The tree had not a branch of it unadorned, as every year her mom bought new trinkets that caught her eye. A shiny golden star crowned the majestic fir. As soon as she entered the room, she was swamped with hugs and kisses from the dozen or so relatives who had already arrived, and it took her a full ten minutes to make the rounds of greetings before she could relax on the couch beside her sister. Janet was a year younger than she and the only sibling she had. Competition was therefore, needless to say, fierce between the two. Janet was tall, slim and fit, while Julie was of average height and fleshier, which she did not mind at all, as she liked her curves. Whenever one of them got a boyfriend, the other one was quick to pick out his flaws or compare him to her own boyfriend. Despite their rivalry, however, they remained sisters, and in the end, all their time spent together had formed a strong bond between them. Julie was an architecture major who had graduated not two years ago, yet she was already establishing herself at her job. She was pulling in big projects for her firm and Julie was often jealous of her sister's success. Her career, in contrast, had been drab and uninspired; she knew that she did not enjoy her job as much as others, like Robert, and that must be having an impact on her work. She pushed that thought aside for now, though, deciding it was the holiday season and time to be merry like everyone else. "When did you get here?" Julie asked her sister, gratefully accepting a hot chocolate from her father and expressing her thanks. "Only about twenty minutes ago," Janet replied easily. "You know, Morenna's pregnant." Morenna was their cousin and Julie saw that a small baby bump was indeed present that she had missed while greeting her. "Good for her. Fred's a good guy. And at least grandpa and grandma might finally stop harassing us now about grandchildren." "I doubt it," Janet snorted, and Julie had to agree with a laugh. "Are you seeing anyone now, though?" "No..." Julie replied cautiously. "Any crushes?" her sister asked as a follow-up. Julie thought for a moment and then blushed a deep red. Suddenly, Janet sprang to attention, leaning her elbows on her knees as she bent forward to get closer towards Julie. "Come on, spill the beans. Who's the lucky guy?" she inquired with a wicked grin. "No one," she replied sharply, not wanting to divulge anything else on the topic. This only encouraged her sister, however, and throughout the entire day she kept pushing her for more details. As they sat down with the rest of the family for lunch – if it could be called that, since it was a feast that their mom had prepared – she finally had had enough. "Come on," Janet begged. "Just tell me where you met him." "He's just a guy at work, so stop it now." "Oooohhh, an office romance! Sexy! But I thought you said they weren't allowed at your place?" "They're not, that's why it's only a crush," she replied, though she feared another reason as well – namely, that he didn't like her back. "Tall, brooding, and handsome?" Julie laughed at the question, as she imagined Robert in her mind: brooding he definitely had down pat, but he was average in height and no one – not even she – would call him handsome the way he looked right now. "Not quite, but he's nice and considerate." She remembered the gift he had given her and her heart warmed at the thought of it. "What about you?" she quickly added, to turn the subject away from her. "You mean if there's anyone I like?" In Love, in Hate: Sisters Ch. 01 Julie just nodded, as her mouth was full of scrumptious gravy-covered chicken. "Not at the moment," Janet said with exasperation. "I've been too busy with work over the past little while, so I haven't had any time to go out and meet anyone." Julie sympathized with her sister and soon, their conversation focused solely Janet. Julie just let her talk, as she knew that Janet could hold up the conversation on her own; she just put in the occasional murmur of agreement and proceeded to stuff her face with food, finally relaxing contentedly into the spirit of Christmas. *** Rob had spent all of yesterday attempting the makeover Julie had prescribed. All that he hadn't been able to accomplish on Christmas due to stores being closed was easily done the next morning, and he stood in front of the mirror at noon to observe the finished product. He almost did not recognize himself. Gone were the geeky glasses he had had since high school, in went the contact lenses; out went the mass of hair covering his face, replaced by a clean-shaven look and a short, neatly-styled haircut; and stuffed into the back of his closet went all of his old clothes, replaced up front by shirts and pants he had bought on advice from various sales clerks. Looking at himself now, the most pressing problem was his skinniness – he had eaten less and less over the past year due to his perpetual gloom, and that had been the cause of his weight loss. He definitely had to put on a few pounds now, and decided that they might as well be pounds of muscle. Hence, he fixed up a quick meal for lunch and then left his apartment to put his new gym membership to good use. *** It was Boxing Day, so crowds of people were swarming the streets out shopping. Janet didn't mind them and just weaved her way through towards the gym. Her life basically consisted of sleeping, eating, exercising, and working; though rarely in the same order. Working out gave her a boost of energy for the rest of the day and she loved the feeling of satisfaction of being covered in sweat after a great session; her sister Julie could never understand that about her. She'd also eaten way too much yesterday and decided it was time to burn it off, so why not kill two birds with one stone? Besides, she had been part of enough Boxing Day crowds to know that the whole thing just wasn't worth it – the specials were often overhyped and certainly not worth the hours wasted in line or in claustrophobia-inducing, jam-packed stores. As she walked into the gym, she shouted out greetings to all the regulars and they returned them in kind. That's when she saw someone new across the room who caught her eye. He was standing there reading the instructions on various machines and all she could think of was that he looked completely out of place. "Need any help there?" she asked, as she sidled up to him. He jumped back in surprise, not having seen her approach, and she giggled at his awkwardness. "Uh...yeah, I guess. I haven't been here in ages, so...yeah," he replied, not able to complete his thoughts. He was blushing and Janet thought his shyness was sweet. She could also guess at the reason for his sudden speechlessness: she loved wearing tight spandex tops and short shorts when she worked out and they tended to attract attention to her cleavage and tight buns. She honestly did not go out seeking the hungry looks from males – after shooting down the first couple of guys who came on to her, the rest got the message – but enjoyed flaunting her sexuality, and if a guy she was interested in came along, all the better. Now that she got a closer look at the man in front of her, she realized he wasn't too bad in the looks department. "I'm Janet," she said, smiling seductively and extending her arm out. "Rob," he replied, shaking her hand gently yet with confidence, while concentrating his gaze on her eyes so that it would not roam to elsewhere on her body. She was slightly taken aback by the striking blue eyes she stared into and felt her heart fluttering. It was like he was looking deep into her very soul and she stood in a trance, unable to break eye contact. Finally, he was the one to do so, motioning a nearby machine. "So, how does this thing work?" he asked sheepishly. She laughed lightly at him and he quickly joined in. The sound of his laughter was so natural and lyrical, while his charming smile revealed a set of perfect white teeth, that she couldn't help but forget where she was, once again. "Here, let me show you," she managed to finally answer, snapping out of her daze. She couldn't believe she was behaving like some love struck junior high girl, and quietly chastised herself. They went through various exercises and Janet could tell he was soaking in every word she was saying; she was pleased by the attention. She didn't tend to work out much with weights, rather sticking to cardio, but compared to Rob she was an expert. "Alright," Janet told Rob, after they'd been working out for a solid hour. "I think that's enough for today. Is there anything else you wanted to try out, though?" "Well, I would like to try taking you out for some coffee," he replied with a shy and uncertain smile. His flirting was so obviously inexperienced, and yet that made it all the more endearing to her. "I'd love that, Rob," she quickly replied, mentally hitting herself for acting so eager. He had no such qualms about hiding his pleasure, as he was grinning from ear to ear as he led her to the changing rooms. "I'll be waiting for you at the entrance," he told her, before disappearing into the mens' room. She busied herself removing the tight spandex, giddy that she was finally going on a date again. She rolled her eyes at the thought, but she was slowly accepting that it was a good thing to be liking a guy so much after just the first time meeting him. She stood under the hot shower, remembering those piercing blue eyes and thinking that any sane woman couldn't help but shudder under their intensity. She quickly finished the shower, dried herself off and went to put her normal clothes back on. She sighed as she dejectedly put on her drab sweater and old jeans – hey, she had only planned on going to the gym, not on some date! She was glad her long winter overcoat hid her attire, at least for now, and she trudged out of the room with an unusual lack of confidence. She redid her long, dark brown hair into a pony-tail as she walked down the hall and desperately wished she had packed some make-up, knowing her face was completely bare after her shower. She made it to the entrance of the gym and hesitantly tapped on Rob's shoulder. "You look beautiful," he told her as soon as he turned around saw her, and she knew he genuinely meant it. At once, all her insecurities faded away and her fears were assuaged. She smiled up at him, then hooked her arm into his. "Thank you. So where are we going?" she asked, her confidence and light-heartedness renewed. "Well, there's a little coffee shop across the street." "Great! I don't feel like walking too much after that work-out, anyways." They ordered a couple of coffees – black, nothing added – and laughed when each of them realized they enjoyed their caffeine boost the same way. Rob insisted on paying, telling her, "As thanks for today." They took a quiet booth in a corner and she was glad for the intimacy. "So what do you do Rob?" Janet asked. "I'm just an ordinary accountant, crunching numbers all day at the office." "What a coincidence! My sister works as an accountant in an office, too. She's always going on about how much she hates it, though." "I don't mind it so much. I can understand how staring at papers and the computer screen all day can bore certain people to death, but I like what I do and just get absorbed into it." "I know what you mean. I'm an architect, so most of the time I'm at my desk drawing plans – when it's fun, you don't really mind the hours of hard work and the concentration you have to put in." Rob took a sip of his coffee and nodded his agreement. "So I imagine you don't have much time to yourself outside of work?" "No, but I do visit the gym fairly often," she replied with a wink. Rob smiled and asked, "Do you usually go at around this time?" "Yep, Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays. Can I expect to see you there again?" she asked in return, trying to hide the hopefulness in her voice. They had both finished their coffees and sat cradling their empty cups. Janet sensed it was almost time for them to part, but she didn't want their encounter to end. All of a sudden, she leaned forward until her face was inches away from Rob's. Rob blinked once in surprise, seemed to hesitate for a moment, and then quickly closed the remaining distance between them, joining his mouth to hers. The kiss was tantalizingly sweet, the touch of his lips so gentle and warm against hers. Their mouths seemed to perfectly fit each other, molded together as they were. As he sucked lightly on her lower lip, she sighed in response, finding herself suddenly breathless and wanting more. "Let's get out of here," she whispered urgently, when their kiss finally broke after what seemed like an eternity. He had no objections, and they hurriedly put on their coats as they made their way out of the small cafe. She then dragged him along to her nearby apartment. *** As soon as the door closed behind them, they shrugged off their coats, tossing them to the floor before once again coming together in an embrace. Rob couldn't really believe what was happening. Here he was, in the apartment of a beautiful woman, after only their first date. Had the changes he'd undergone really made that much of a difference? He thought back to what Julie had said about women crawling all over him, but quickly chased that thought away – God, why was he even thinking about Julie at a time like this? He returned his attention to Janet, urgently kissing her, wanting more and more. He slipped his tongue into her open mouth and she groaned with desire. Immediately, her own tongue was dancing with his as the greater contact brought them greater pleasure. Soon, they were tearing the clothes off each other, and Rob could not help but break away from Janet to admire the sight in front of him. Completely nude, she was a goddess: her endless legs were perfectly toned and tanned, her ass was round and tight, and her waist was incredibly slim compared to her bust, which sported small but incredibly perky breasts. There was something so familiar about Janet, but Rob couldn't quite place it. Finally, when her emerald green eyes stared hungrily into his, he realized he'd seen those eyes somewhere before. That thought was quickly forgotten, however, as Janet crouched down to her knees and brought his swollen member to her lips. "Ahhhh," he let out, as she began slowly sliding her head up and down on his throbbing cock. She licked his shaft with painful slowness, and he was embarrassed to find himself already at full mast. She then sucked the head of his cock in a circular motion, lapping off the pre-cum and smiling up at him. Suddenly, she started rapidly bobbing her head up and down on his cock, engulfing as much of it as she could. "Oh god, Janet..." Rob let out, "At this rate..." At last, Janet's head stopped right at the tip of his penis, laying there for a moment. He shot her a questioning look and she returned it with a malicious smile. Abruptly, she lowered her head swiftly and swallowed the entirety of his cock right to its base, deep-throating him. That was too much for Rob. "I'm gonna cum!" he managed to get out before unleashing his load into Janet's waiting mouth. She swallowed every drop of his cum, not minding the taste. When his orgasm finally subsided, Rob just exclaimed, "Wow!" and Janet giggled happily. As soon as he regained his senses, he descended on Janet, moving his mouth over one of her tits, her areola shining dark pink with heat. Rob kissed one long, hard nipple, while gently tweaking the other with his hand. Janet's hands were busy bringing Rob back to full erection with a handjob and a massage of his balls. Rob then started licking the nipple, delighting in its sweet taste. "Oh, fuck!" Janet shouted out, as Rob bit down on her tit. She closed her eyes to fully enjoy the sensations her body was experiencing. He moved on to her other breast and gave it the same attention. When his mouth finally lost contact with her body, Janet couldn't help but let out a whimper and opened her eyes. Rob was standing in front of her with animalistic hunger in his eyes and she didn't resist as he took her in his arms, sweeping her off her feet and taking her breath away. Her body was burning with heat and her heart was beating hard and fast against her chest, her want palpable in the air. They entered her bedroom and she was laid gently on her bed on her back. Just as quickly, he moved to her entrance and quietly asked "Are you ready?" She answered the question by reaching forward and clamping her mouth over his, wrapping her arms around his waist and bringing him closer until her folds finally welcomed him inside her. The first contact was jolting and Rob slowly penetrated her, letting her get used to his size. When he finally bottomed out, Janet let out a sigh of satisfaction. "You fit me so...perfectly," she said with awe. He took that as encouragement, and backed out of her until her labia were just touching his penis. He then slid into her again, this time faster and with more force. "Yesssss, Rob! Fuck me!" she shouted. He grunted and started ramming into her with unbridled ferocity now, not bothering to control himself and just seeking the pleasure her incredible tightness around his penis brought him. "Oh, God, that's it! Harder! Faster!" she begged him, moving her hips in time with his strokes. "I think I'm cumming!" she warned, before being hit by a wave of euphoria. Rob plunged his cock as deeply as it could go into her vagina and felt his own release coming. He was about to pull out, but she told him he could cum inside her, since she was on the pill. He sank his shaft completely in for a second time and let out an "ughhhh" as he unloaded his seed into the depths of her belly. Rob collapsed onto the bed beside Janet after that, taking her into his arms. She put her head into the crook of his shoulder, and he tenderly brushed aside her hair, tucking it behind her ear. Janet smiled beautifully up at him, her cheeks still rosy from her recent orgasm and her eyes shining brightly into his. Holy shit. All at once, it clicked, and he knew where he'd seen those eyes before. xxxxx Thanks for reading and please remember to vote (5 if you want more!)