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Gift Wrapped
(Blair Erotica)

There was no doubt that Jeff was hot. In fact, Tracey thought Jeff was the sexiest man she'd ever met. Just being around him excited her and made it all she could do not to squirm with desire.



When she thought about this attraction he held for her, which she did a lot, the source of it puzzled her. He didn't have heartthrob looks. He was of average height and nice looking, but nothing special. It wasn't something visual, but a sensuality that permeated the air around him.



More than once Tracey had tried to put her finger on exactly what it was about him that made her feel that way, but she always failed. All she knew was that she wanted his fingers all over her. 



Something about his casual and self-assured manner, his confident way of meeting her gaze straight on, turned her on like a light bulb. It was that simple. And that complicated.



She was pretty certain that he was attracted to her. Not that he flirted with her; in fact, he never made a move. But she saw a look in his eyes that seemed to say everything. 



Maybe she was reading things into it, but as far as she concerned that look said he wanted to fuck her like she had never been fucked before.



And that was the problem. Jeff was Madge's boyfriend, and Madge was her best friend. She had no intention of being the other woman??"especially not when it was Madge. 



Besides, Jeff hadn't actually come onto her. He hadn't even given her an opening to flirt with him. In fact, when he was around Madge, he usually had her tucked in close, his arm around her as if he never wanted her to get out of his reach.



So maybe he wasn't a cheat, like Bill. Bill was Tracey's ex and unlamented boyfriend. Lucky Madge didn't seem to need to worry about coming home and finding Jeff in bed with another woman the way Tracey had found Bill with what's her name. 



It still amazed her that even after she interrupted them, walking into the bedroom to find Bill on top of the skinny bitch, ramming his cock in her cunt, he didn't stop. He had seen Tracey looking and kept fucking the girl until he came.



That wasn't just too much, it was way too much.



"You have to admit he has good taste," Madge said when Tracey told her why they broke up.



"Good taste?"



"That bitch is a fox," Madge had said when she told her what happened.



Madge's attitude surprised her. "What's how good she looks got to do with him cheating on me?"



Madge shrugged. "Cheating? She is a fox who offered him a quick fuck. He couldn't or at least didn't resist. He is a guy, Tracey. She'd a hot cunt who wanted him."



"He was supposed to be my guy."



"Only you?"



"Yes."



Madge grinned. "I suspect that's a lot to ask. Men are weak. The fact that he fucked her doesn't mean he even liked her, much less that he doesn't want you. You don't know what happened."



That made Tracey laugh. "Of course, I know what happened. I walked in and found them in bed with his cock in her pussy. He cheated on me. Even seeing me walk in the room didn't stop him from continuing to fuck her until he came."



Madge laughed. "So, you wouldn't mind him screwing her as long as he pulled his cock out when he saw that you noticed?"



"I didn't mean..."



"You can't expect a guy to stop getting excited by a hot piece of ass just because he is your boyfriend. It isn't like a pecker comes with an off-on switch. Hell, if he could control himself that well around a hot girl, what kind of sex would you be getting?"