NAKED Cheerleader and other Stories
She
realized she wanted him to touch her. She looked down and saw the
shape of a very large cock trying to push its way out against his
denim shorts. She wanted to see his body naked, too. And then feel
what their naked bodies could do together. But she didn’t have the
power to ask that.
     
    Mr. Roberts pulled an envelope out of his back
pocket with her weekly pay and placed it on the counter.
     
    “Well, I’ll see you Tuesday. As usual?” he
asked, apparently ignoring his own desire.
     
    “Tuesday, yes.” Marie felt her own desires
drift away as she watched him walk out of the kitchen. She grabbed
her sandwich and went to the guestroom to change. She tried to work
through her feelings as she headed to her car.
     
    At first, she had been worried that this would
become sexual and it hadn’t. Now she was disappointed. She hadn’t
realized how attracted she was to Mr. Roberts.
     
    Maybe she had felt he was out of her league.
But his proposition had changed that. And now all she could think
about was him touching her. Fucking her, actually. Yes, she wanted
to feel his big cock penetrating her lips and thrusting into her
pussy. Her sex became wet again as she reached the parking lot at
her college.
     
    She managed to pull herself together enough to
concentrate on the instructor during class. But she knew this
weekend she would be masturbating to thoughts of Mr. Roberts
fucking her.
     
     

Chapter 3
     
    Tuesday couldn’t come fast enough for Marie.
She had been masturbating every chance she got just thinking about
cleaning naked again in front of Mr. Roberts.
     
    She almost felt relief as she pulled into his
driveway. She quickly grabbed her bag and ran inside straight into
the guest bedroom and stripped.
     
    Her adrenaline was pumping in anticipation of
seeing Mr. Roberts. She had even got a fellow classmate to take
notes for her in her class today so she could skip. She wanted to
enjoy Mr. Roberts completely—if he would let her.
     
    She went into the kitchen to the refrigerator
to get a cold bottle of water to cool off. Her body was heated from
the excitement and rushing. She didn’t want to seem desperate, just
inviting.
     
    She bent down at the waist to get the bottle
out of the bottom drawer where he kept them. She heard Mr. Roberts’
footsteps as he entered the kitchen. While still bending over, she
looked at Mr. Roberts from an upside down angle and froze. Her
beautiful folds were staring up at him in all their glory. She was
sure he could see her slit and her tiny rosebud. Not to mention her
breasts dangling downward and her long hair hanging down. This
wasn’t exactly the seduction she had planned. It was a tad more
than the inviting tone she was aiming for.
     
    “Hi,” she said meekly with an embarrassed look
on her face.
     
    “Hello, Marie. How was your
weekend?”
     
    “Uh, good. Busy. Yours?” Marie was still bent
over carrying on the conversation from her upside down
angle.
     
    Mr. Roberts had a warm smile on his face as he
said, “While I very much appreciate the view, that position can’t
be terribly comfortable for you.”
     
    “Right. Yes,” she said as she stood up and
turned to face him. “Sorry.”
     
    “Don’t be. As I said, your body is truly a work
of art to be looked upon from every angle and appreciated. Again,
thank you for the privilege.”
     
    “Well. Thanks. You’ve got a pretty nice body
yourself, ya know.” Marie noticed the skin under his stubble turn
red.
     
    “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to embarrass you.
It’s just that you do. I’m sure know it,” Marie said while taking a
step towards Mr. Roberts and locking eyes with him. She wanted to
guide her hand along his broad chest and then move it down to his
growing erection. But she noted that he scared easily and so she
patiently took her time.
     
    “Well, I’ll let you get to work.” He smiled his
warm smile and lingered for a moment as he looked her over before
turning to head to his

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