Eyeful Encounters

Chapter 2

As Tammy approached Jeff, she observed his disheveled appearance – sweaty and naked. He looked vulnerable, yet enticing, lying there with his eyes closed, seemingly unaware of his surroundings. Her curiosity piqued, she wondered what secrets lay beneath his calm exterior.
Tammy knelt beside him, running her fingers through his tousled hair, brushing them across his forehead, and down his chiseled cheekbones. Gently, she traced his full lips, feeling their softness under her touch.
Unable to resist the magnetic pull, she placed her hand on his bare chest, letting her fingers explore the contours of his firm muscles. He stirred, opening his eyes and meeting her gaze with a mixture of confusion and desire.
"What are you doing?" he asked, his voice still heavy with sleep.
Tammy smiled, her fingers trailing down his abdomen to his waistband. "I can't help myself," she replied teasingly, her eyes fixed on his crotch.
"You're so tempting."
Jeff blinked, suddenly feeling self-conscious under her scrutiny. He shifted awkwardly, attempting to cover himself without coming off as overbearing. Tammy laughed lightheartedly, her fingers playing with the hem of his boxer briefs.
"Relax," she cooed, sliding her hand beneath the fabric and resting it against his erection. Jeff gasped involuntarily, a wave of desire coursing through his veins.
Tammy moved closer, her finger trailing along the base of his shaft, causing him to tremble in anticipation. She giggled playfully and pulled her hand away. "Your wife is at my house and too drunk to walk home. She needs your help" she said. 
Jeff sat up, rubbing his eyes and blinking. His disorientation turned to confusion when he realized he was looking at Tammy. 
Jeff nodded, pulling his boxer briefs back on. "Let me get dressed first." He quickly got up, his movements graceful despite his previous drunken state.
Tammy stood by, admiring his athletic physique, strong yet supple, ready to tackle whatever challenges life threw at him. Jeff grabbed his clothes, a hint of embarrassment on his face. Tammy smiled reassuringly, reaching out to hold his hand. "It's alright," she murmured, her tone gentle and understanding.
As Jeff dressed, Tammy busied herself with freshening up, straightening her clothes, and reapplying her lipstick.
She knew she needed to look good for what she planned to do next. Meanwhile, Jeff struggled to piece together the events of the evening. He vaguely remembered drinking with Chloe, but his last clear memory was enjoying a conversation with Tammy earlier in the evening.
The two friends made their way to Chloe's house, Jeff helping Tammy navigate the dark streets. She kept stumbling and grabbing him to steady herself. More than once she let her hands wander over his body on these occasions.
Jeff was surprised by how easily he allowed himself to be manipulated by Tammy. Her seductive nature was irresistible, drawing him closer to her with every glance and touch. He knew he should resist, but his weakness for her seduction made him vulnerable.
She was keenly aware of his growing desire, the air between them electric with unspoken longing. Every movement seemed calculated, a dance designed to draw them closer, ever closer. She could see the growing bulge in the front of his pants. 
Despite his attempts to maintain composure, his arousal betrayed him. This revelation gave Tammy a thrill, knowing she held the power to arouse him so effortlessly.
She devised a plot to further the tease. Knowing Jeff's secret foot fetish she complained about picking up a rock in her show and stopped to remove it. Pulling her shoe and sock off she held her foot up for his inspection.
"Take a look." She purred, teasingly lifting her foot to allow him a better view.
Jeff's eyes widened in surprise, his face flushed with desire. He couldn't believe he was standing here, transfixed by Tammy's foot. It was as if his body had taken control, responding to her irresistible charms without conscious thought.
"Are you okay?" he asked, trying to regain some semblance of composure.
Tammy grinned, her eyes glinting with mischief. "No, I just wanted to make sure everything was okay after our little 'accident.'" She paused, letting the word 'accident' hang in the air. Jeff's face reddened even more as he tried to process her words. "Oh, I mean...I guess we'll just have to wait and see how things unfold," he stammered, his voice hoarse with emotion.
Tammy flashed him a sultry smiled and let her foot drop to the bulge in his pants.
"I guess we can say you're excited," she said, letting her voice slide into a husky tone. 
Jeff blushed, unable to deny the truth in her words. He couldn't help but feel drawn to her, despite the complex web of emotions he felt.
She slowly lifted her foot again, this time gently rubbing it against his crotch, creating friction. His breath hitched, the sensation sending a wave of pleasure through him.
He couldn't believe he was being so brazen, giving in to her teasing. Yet, the intensity of his desire only intensified, consuming him like a raging inferno.
Her toes pressed in to the obvious outline of his huge cock. She leaned forward, whispering huskily, "Do you want more?"
Jeff couldn't believe what he was hearing, his own voice sounding so desperate and needy."Yes, please".
Jeff could hardly believe what he was saying, his voice barely audible. Tammy's smile grew wider, her blue eyes sparkling with triumph. She reached down and undid the button of his jeans, her fingers lingering on the material before slowly pulling it apart. The cool night air brushed against his exposed skin, adding to the excitement building inside him.
Tammy stepped closer, her eyes locked on his growing erection. She ran her hand along its length, teasing him with her touch.
Her fingertips danced around the tip, tickling and taunting him until he could no longer bear it. He groaned loudly, his whole body aching with desire.
"Please, Tammy," he begged, his voice thick with lust.
Tammy smiled, taking his plea as a sign of consent. She took his hardened member in her hand, stroking it with gentle, rhythmic movements.
"You're so big," she whispered, her voice laced with desire.
"So perfect..."
Jeff couldn't contain his excitement any longer. With a sharp intake of breath, he reached for her. She giggled mischievously and moved away. "We should be getting to my house. Chloe and Chris will be waiting for us" she said.
Jeff sighed, his face still red from their encounters. "Let's go."
The friends continued on their way to Tammy's house. Jeff walked alongside Tammy, unable to escape the intoxicating scent of her perfume. Despite his lingering uncertainty, he found himself drawn to her, wanting nothing more than to be near her.
Upon arriving at Tammy's house, Tammy help Jeff to get his composure. As they walk up the steps they can see in the living room window. They both quickly notice Chloe, Jeff's wife, laid out on the couch with her head in Chris's lap. Tammy arrived just in time to see her husband Chris lifting Chloe's skirt to expose her thong and bare ass cheeks.