Mr. Black Jackson (english version)!!Complete!!

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Jackson's view

It was a long time ago, that I wasn't lost in thoughts as I was tonight. Or maybe it was, because I was exhausted, I didn't know. The last days a constant back and forth in my brain and yet not an end result. Or at least I had a result, maybe the only result. As the answers to all my questions were gathered to only one person..... Elra.

A natural beauty with angelic features. Who would have thought that one day she would run into me? I had only planned my stay in L.A. for 2 days. How was I supposed to know, that such a beauty would cross my path and mess up all my plans?

It was a long time since I felt this nervous. The heat that spread through me every time I saw her. Especially when she walked around in my shirt and nothing else. Then a volcano exploded inside me, then crossed through the veins near my heart, and my body just melted away.

My father would actually say, that I was falling in love, but I knew it better. I knew who I was and what I wanted for my future... and that was no wife!

And it didn't really matter to me that I would die alone as an old man, without anyone at my side. I never imagined myself old and gray anyway and therefore never believed that I would have a long life. I had never felt the trust in someone for a life together. So, all I wanted to have was just fun. What more should I want? I was always happy like this.

But I had to admit, my fathers words were echoing in my ears a lot lately.

"And it's always these men, who get it worse in the end."

Did it actually happen to me in the end? Was Elra the woman, who would change my mind?

She was and felt different yes, but how should I know that I was in love, damn?! The last time was so much long ago.

I just know, that I wasn't the right man for her. As much as she warmed my heart, I knew that after a while I would hurt her again. She deserved someone who would always hold her in his arms and treated her like a queen. And as sorry as I was, but this man was not me.

I sighed quietly, looked at her and a smile appeared on my lips... damn woman!

I was fucking her now for days, but she was still sitting around like a prude virgin. Her legs weren't even bare this time! Still, she had her legs bent and her arms folded boringly on her lap.

"You look beautiful today, just like you did on our first diner. Only then your legs were naked, this time you're wearing pantyhose."

"Unfortunately these aren't pantyhose, but rather these other ones...... without pants. What are they called again?"

Oh god.

"S-Stockings?", I asked and tried to delete the picture at the same time again.

"Yes, exactly those! It's damn cold her at night, and they just reach to the middle of my thighs! I hope, I don't freeze my legs off..!"

Ohhh damn.. especially with these stockings I know a method that will make you really hot, beauty! God, just thinking about that picture made my cock hard. And when I looked at her even closer, I didn't see a bra again!

God.. I was still calm and rational personified!

Damn, I secretly decided to show her the gentleman in me, and then she did something like this! And considering how prudish she was, was she probably even not aware of the effect she was having on me. I really wished she would loosen her legs, or better open them a crack so I could take a look at those irrestible stockings! But I waited in vain.

"Are you still cold?"

"It's okay, it's not really that bad..", she said with a gentle smile. But that was an opportunity I couldn't miss!