Chapter 3: Rising Action
As Kindra continued to work, she could feel a change beneath her fingers. Jake's body tensed, and she looked down to see his cock beginning to harden, lengthening and thickening before her very eyes. She swallowed hard, her heart pounding in her chest like a drum. She had seen many men react this way, but never had she been so intensely aware of it. Never had she been so affected by it.
"Jake," she whispered, her voice barely audible over the soft jazz music. "This isn't supposed to happen."
Jake's breath hitched, his chest rising and falling with each rapid inhale.
"Sorry," he muttered, his cheeks flushing a deeper shade of red. "I can't help it."
Kindra bit her lip, trying to maintain her composure. She knew she should stop, should tell him to wait until he was less aroused, but something inside her was drawing her in, a primal pull she couldn't ignore. She looked into his eyes, seeing the same desire reflected back at her.
"It's okay," she whispered, her voice barely audible. "We'll figure it out."
She leaned in, her fingers brushing against his skin as she began to smooth the wax strip onto his pelvic area.
"You weren't kidding about the size, Jake. I've never seen one quite like it," she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper. Jake's breath hitched again, and she could see the muscles in his chest tightening as he tried to control his response. "It's... it's not every day a guy gets a compliment like that from an expert," he said, his voice strained with a mixture of amusement and arousal. Kindra chuckled, her fingers tracing the edge of the wax strip. "It's not every day I see one like yours. You should be proud of it." Jake let out a soft laugh, his eyes meeting hers. "I am. But sometimes it feels more like a burden than anything else." Kindra's fingers paused, her brows furrowing in concern. "How so?" she asked, genuinely curious.
Jake hesitated for a moment before continuing, "It's not always easy, you know? People treat you differently when they know you're... well-endowed. Girls are intimidated, and guys... well, guys either think you're their competition or they're in awe. It's hard to find someone who sees past it."
Kindra's heart went out to him. She had never thought about the potential downsides of being well-endowed. She reached out, gently placing her hand on his arm. "I'm sorry, Jake. That must be tough."
Jake looked at her hand on his arm, then up into her eyes.
There was genuine empathy in her gaze, something he wasn't used to seeing when this topic came up. Most people either laughed, made a joke, or changed the subject. Kindra didn't seem to be afraid of the topic, and that in itself was refreshing.
"It's okay," he said, giving her a small smile. "I've learned to live with it. Most of the time, it's not that big a deal."
Kindra nodded, her hand still resting softly on his arm. "Well, you should know, it's not that big a deal to me either. I mean, sure, it's impressive, but...
it's just part of you. And right now, it's part of the treatment."
Jake laughed softly, his eyes flicking down to where his cock was now fully erect, jutting up against his stomach. "Yeah, I guess that's one way to put it."
Kindra's breath hitched as she looked at him, her eyes drawn to the thick, hard length of him. She could feel her own body responding, her nipples hardening under her bra, her pussy growing wet with desire. She took a deep breath, trying to regain her composure.
She couldn't believe she was feeling this way, but she couldn't deny the heat building between her thighs. She looked back into Jake's eyes, seeing the same desire mirrored there.
"Fuck it," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "Let's do this right."
Jake's eyebrows shot up in surprise, but he didn't protest. He watched as Kindra quickly and efficiently cleaned up her work area, putting away her waxing tools and washing her hands. She turned back to him, her eyes dark with desire.
"Hold on a second," she said, walking over to the door and locking it.
She didn't want any interruptions. Not now. Not when she could see the need in Jake's eyes, matching her own. She turned back to him, her eyes scanning his body, lingering on the thick length of his cock standing at attention.
"You sure about this?" Jake asked, his voice a low rumble.
Kindra nodded, walking back to him, her steps slow and deliberate. "Fuck yes, I'm sure."
She reached him, her fingers trailing up his thighs, feeling the heat of his skin. Jake hissed in a breath as her fingers brushed against his balls, his hips jerking slightly.
"Fuck, that feels good," he groaned, his head falling back against the table.
Kindra smiled, her fingers continuing their exploration, tracing the thick vein that ran along the underside of his cock. She could feel the pulse of his desire, the heat of his arousal. She wanted to taste him, to feel him inside her.
She placed her other hand on his chest, her fingers splaying out over his pecs. She leaned down, her breath hot against his ear. "You have no idea how much I want to fuck you right now," she whispered, her voice thick with need.
She moved her hand from his chest, down his abs, and finally, she slipped her hand between her own legs, letting out a soft moan as she felt how wet she was. "Look at me, Jake," she murmured, her fingers moving in slow, deliberate circles, pressing against her clit through the thin fabric of her panties.
Jake's eyes snapped open, his gaze locked onto the sight of her hand between her legs. He watched, transfixed, as she let out another soft moan, her eyes closed in pleasure.
Jake groaned, his hands reaching out to grip her hips, urging her closer. "Then do it," he growled, his voice a deep, primal sound that sent shivers down her spine.
Kindra didn't need any more encouragement. She stood up, quickly stripping off her apron and uniform before kicking off her shoes. She stepped out of her pants and panties in one smooth motion, leaving her standing naked before him. Jake's eyes widened as he took her in, his gaze lingering on her full breasts and the soft curve of her hips.
"Fuck, you're gorgeous," he said, his voice barely above a whisper.
"I've never seen anything more beautiful than you right now."
Kindra smiled, her fingers working faster between her legs. She could feel her orgasm building, her body tensing in anticipation. "Yeah? You want to see something even more beautiful?" she taunted, her voice thick with lust.
Jake's eyes narrowed, his grip on her hips tightening. "What?" he asked, his voice a low growl.
Kindra leaned in, her breath hot against his ear. "Me, riding your cock," she whispered, her fingers finally slipping inside her pussy, letting out a soft moan at the sensation.
"You want to see that?"
Jake's breath hitched, his cock throbbing visibly at her words. He nodded, his hands gripping her hips tighter. "Fuck yes, I do."
Kindra smiled, her fingers working in and out of herself, coating them with her wetness before pulling them back up to her clit. She ground against her own hand, her eyes never leaving Jake's. "Then show me what you've got," she taunted, her voice thick with desire. "Show me how much you want it."
Jake didn't need any more encouragement.
He sat up, his muscles tensing as he grabbed Kindra's hips and lifted her effortlessly onto the table. She gasped, spreading her legs wide as Jake positioned himself between them, his cock standing tall and proud, the tip glistening with pre-cum.
"Fuck, you're making me so wet," Kindra moaned, her fingers still working her clit, spreading her wetness all over her pussy.
"Let me see that," Jake growled, his voice thick with desire. He reached between them, his fingers replacing hers, making Kindra cry out in pleasure.