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Jodi threw some hairbrushes and a compact into the cardboard box open on her stripped mattress. There were only a few more little things to pack before she would be saying goodbye to her tiny dorm room and moving in with Mark in his luxury condo. Needless to say, her roommates were incredibly jealous. She was a bit sad that she would be missing the camaraderie of such close quarters, but she was definitely glad to be leaving.
Mark entered the room panting. “Well, that’s the last of the heavy stuff,” he said.
“Can you carry this box down, please? I’m going to run down to the mail room one last time and turn in my address forwarding card,” asked Jodi cheerfully.
“Sure, babe,” said Mark.
Jodi gave Mark a quick kiss, grabbed her change of address card and bounced down to the mail room. She took one last look in her mailbox to make sure it was empty before hopping over to the service counter. No one was there, so she shouted, “Hello?”
There was some sound of movement from the back. Eventually, Argo appeared. “Well if it isn’t my favorite redhead,” he said with a wicked grin.
“Yep, I guess that’s me,” said Jodi most uninterested. “I’m moving out and wanted to turn in my address forwarding card, so here it is.” She handed the card to Argo.
Argo leaned on the counter. “You ever been with a black man?” he asked, resting on his elbow, calm and collected.
Jodi was not expecting such a question but attempted to regain control of the conversation by answering quickly, “Two in fact…in a row.”
Argo’s eyes lit up. “Well what’s keeping you from giving me a little something? I’ve been good to you all year, getting your packages and stuff.”
Jodi crossed her arms and rolled her eyes. “My boyfriend is right outside,” she said.
Argo looked toward the door. “He can’t see in here. Ain’t nobody around,” he argued, still trying to be completely cool.
Jodi just stared at him with her arms crossed, casting a “go fuck yourself” glare.
Argo stood up and starting flailing his arms comically. “Awww come on! At least let me see those gorgeous titties! Give a brother a break!” He went from cool to begging in no time flat.
Jodi let loose a quick laugh. She walked toward the door, peaked out to see that the coast was clear, and returned to the counter. “Alright,” she said. “You ready?”
Argo leaned back on the counter intently. “Hells yeah,” he said. “Take it off!”
Jodi wasn’t wearing anything glamorous, just a white t-shirt over a wife-beater and some short grey shorts that she usually wore to the gym. She lifted the shirt and wife-beater. Her tits bounced out and jiggled, giving Argo a wonderful show.
Argo glared at Jodi’s perfect boobs. “Damn, girl. That shit is too hot,” he said in amazement.
Jodi covered back up. “Satisfied?” she asked, adjusting her boobs under the wife-beater.
“Course not. You know I want more,” responded Argo.
“Well you can’t have any more,” said Jodi, promptly leaving the mail room.
Jodi returned to the dorm room where Mark was talking to her roommates. He turned as she entered. “All set?” he asked.
“Yep,” said Jodi.
“Well say goodbye to everybody and we’ll head out,” said Mark.
Jodi shook Lisa’s hand, gave Carmen a hug, and then forcibly pulled Melinda close and planted a huge French kiss on her while palming her ass. Lisa left the room in disgust. “Bye,” she said after she released her hold. She smiled, spun around, and left with Mark.
As they walked down the stairs, Jodi said to Mark, “I gave the mail guy a little going away present.”
“Oh yeah?” said Mark. “How so?”
“I flashed him,” said Jodi.
“Really?” asked Mark. “And you left him like that?”
Jodi was puzzled. “Like what?” she asked.
“In that state. You can’t leave guys hanging like that. He might get blue balls,” explained Mark. He took her by the hand. “Come on,” he said, leading her toward the mail room. Jodi followed with a furrowed brow.
Mark pulled Jodi into the mail room. Argo was standing behind the counter reading something. “Did she just flash you?” asked Mark.
“Hey man, she volunteered,” said Argo holding his hands up as if to defend against an attack. “I didn’t make her do shit.”
“Well I’ve brought her back to finish what she started,” explained Mark. “What do you want her to take off?” he asked Argo.
Argo was a bit surprised. “Are you serious?” he asked.
“Come on, we’re kind of in a hurry. What do you want her to take off?” repeated Mark.
“Uh,” began Argo. “Her shirt,” he said.
“You heard the man, Jodi. Take off your shirt,” instructed Mark.
Jodi still had a grimace on her face but complied, removing the shirt as she was told.
“Can you get off to that or do you need more? What else should she take off?” asked Mark.
Argo replied, “That wife-beater. Take that off too. I want to see those tits again.” He was now getting more accustomed to the game.
Jodi removed her wife-beater, dropping it to the floor. She was now topless in the mail room in front of Argo.
Argo tested the waters without prompting. “Now take off those shorts.”
Mark turned Jodi around so that her ass faced Argo. She then pulled them down, slowly revealing her pink thong before dropping them to the floor completely and stepping out. Argo watched intently. “Might as well take that thong off too,” he said. Jodi removed her panties.
Mark turned his naked Jodi around to face Argo. “How do you want her?” he asked. “How about spread out on the counter?” he suggested.
“Sounds good to me,” said Argo.
Mark escorted Jodi to the mail counter. She slipped out of her sandals as he helped her up. He spread her legs and allowed her to lean back against him for balance. “Do what you need to get off,” said Mark, “but you can’t touch her.”
Argo dropped his pants and pulled out his cock. It was a large cock like Jodi’s security guard friend Darrel had. He began to jack it as he soaked in the site of Jodi’s exposed pussy and gorgeous tits. “Finger yourself,” he said to Jodi. Jodi leaned against Mark for support as she moved one hand to her pussy. She began rubbing, slowly at first, then more vigorously. Argo’s jacking rhythm matched her increase in intensity. Argo started to reach for Jodi’s boob.
“No touching!” yelled Mark. “You touch. We leave,” he explained.
Argo withdrew his hand. “Grab her boobs,” he told Mark. Mark reached around and began massaging Jodi’s breasts, occasionally tweaking her nipples. Jodi’s head fell back instinctively with a moan. Her mouth hung open a bit. Argo looked out the door. “Oh shit, someone’s coming!” he said.
Jodi jumped behind the counter while Mark scrambled to pick up her clothes. A girl walked in to turn in her change of address form. She walked up to the counter, behind which Argo was exposed from the waist down and Jodi was completely naked. Argo got as close to the counter he could so the girl could not tell what was going on.
“Hi, I just wanted to turn this in,” said the girl, handing Argo her card.
“Thanks,” said Argo nervously, moving hardly a muscle.
“Did I fill it out right?” asked the girl.
Argo glanced at the card. “Yeah looks fine,” he said.
The girl had a few more questions. Meanwhile, Jodi took it open herself to make Argo’s conversation even more difficult. She slinked up toward his cock and began flicking it with her tongue. Mark was off to the side and could see everything going on. Jodi grabbed Argo’s balls as she teased his cock with her tongue. Mark laughed to himself at the site of Argo trying to answer this girl’s mail questions while a naked Jodi had his cock and balls under her control. The girl finally left, and Jodi stood up.
“Man I thought we was busted!” said Argo relieved.
Mark helped Jodi back onto the counter. Argo began jacking again furiously. Jodi fingered herself while Mark played with her tits. When it seemed they were both about to cum, Argo reached out and grabbed Jodi’s thigh for support.
“That’s it!” said Mark. “You touched. We’re gone.” He swiftly pulled Jodi down off the counter and returned her clothes. “Get dressed, Jodi.” Jodi put her clothes on, and the couple left, leaving Argo with his dick in hand and an inevitable case of blue balls.
As they got in the car, Jodi said to Mark, “But I was so close to cumming!”
“What’s stopping you now?” asked Mark.
Jodi dropped her shorts and thong once more to finger herself as they drove down the road. Mark tried to hit every red light. Jodi was going to town on her pussy. Plenty of other drivers could see what she was doing, and if they were lucky enough to be higher than her, they could see her pussy. A few minutes later, at a stoplight, Jodi finally came. She looked to her right and saw an old man watching her from his van. She licked her fingers as they pulled away.
Back at the mail room, Argo was regretting his need to touch Jodi. With an unattended cock and a deep feeling of anger, he picked up Jodi’s change of address card and grinned an evil grin.
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