“That tell you anything?”
She reached up to kiss me before responding, “Yes. I couldn’t believe what she said to me. You’re doing something good—something really good—and all she could say was how bad it was and how I was going to burn in hell.”
“I’m sorry, Jen. That should never have happened. Let me get the phone book so I can find another company.” I retrieved the book from the closet and less than a minute later I was thumbing through the yellow pages. I found several and picked Blue Ribbon, only because I liked the appearance of their half-page ad. I was pleased when someone answered on the second ring. I set up an appointment for the following afternoon.
Jennie and I were kissing and touching each other and—truth be told—she had my cock out and had begun to lick when we heard the doorbell ring. “Damn,” she exclaimed. “Just when the fun was starting. I’ll get the door.” She answered and called back, “It’s the adjuster, Doug.”
His card said his name was Peter Malcolm, Independent Insurance Adjuster. He shook my hand and took a good look around. “Wow, what a mess. Was this an expensive couch?”
“You might say so. It cost me $8,000. I have the receipt in my office.” Jennie trotted down the hall, returning shortly with my file. I handed it to Mr. Malcolm.
“Do you have replacement value in your policy?”
“Of course.”
“Then you’ll get the full value for the couch plus the cost of repainting. I think they’ll have to prime the area again or these foul words will bleed through. That’s especially true since your walls are white. Do you have a copy of the policy handy?”
I did and once again Jennie was running down the hall. She returned with it in her hand. “Ahhh, I see you have a $1,000 deductible. I’ll estimate your painting job at $500 and your couch at $8,000 so your insurer will send you a check for $7,500. I’ll hold off for about a week. Let me know if your painting comes in at a higher figure. You might want to sue the parents for the money. I’m sure the company will. Well, I have another appointment. Keep my card in case you have to get in touch with me again.” We shook hands and he left, Jennie locking the door behind him.
“Can we resume where we left off?”
“Yes, my dear…we most certainly can.” I rose from the couch and took her hand. We walked together, kissing and groping each other, into the bedroom where our clothes fell to the floor like rain. Jennie pulled me down right on top of her with a laugh. We looked into each other’s eyes for a second then we came together in a powerful embrace and a torrid kiss that went on and on as our tongues dueled and danced. We rolled from one side of the bed to the other.
I’m only human and there was a limit to what I could endure without needing to be inside her hot tight cunt. Luckily, Jennie had shown an ability to read my mind. She rolled me over onto my back while pulling a condom from my night table. She had it unrolled down my throbbing organ in a flash then she slowly descended onto it, savoring the sensations of her tissues stretching around me. I’m not huge by anyone’s imagination, but I know I’m above average at just over seven inches in length and almost six inches in circumference. All I know is that in my limited experience I’d never received even a single complaint about it. On the contrary, my cock had received several accolades, even earning a blue ribbon from one of my undergrad conquests.
“That’s the part I love best, Doug—the part when you stretch the bejeezus out of my cunt.”
“If only May could see you now. Her conscience must be driving her crazy right about now.” I chuckled a bit before kissing Jennie again.
“Enough fooling around; can we get down to business now?” I nodded as I drove into her with force, lifting her bodily from the bed. We fucked in earnest now, forcing our bodies together with speed and power. Jennie was rubbing her poor clit raw in her desire to cum. She spread her legs even farther, forcing her clit from its hood then her eyes became as big as saucers as the sensations overcame her. She screamed at the top of her lungs as her body shook and for our first time—squirted, covering my abdomen in her aromatic juice. Finally, totally exhausted, she collapsed onto my body. I held her tightly, thinking to myself, “I love you.”
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