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Room For Rent
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(A/N: IMPORTANT! PLEASE READ! Well, here we go. We're about to get into the actual gameplay, meaning the smuttiness is coming. Not right away, we still need some plot, but we'll be getting there this chapter. Basically, the game includes 3 routes you can take, Professional, Aggressive, and Flattering. You need to follow the route through in order to achieve the, um, "good" ending. For this story, I incorporated all 3 routes, including all the possible ways the conversation choices can go and all the script dialogue that goes with each of the choices together. Each chapter will include a different route. I gotta admit though, I've never been into hentai or adult games, and even after going through this one for this fic, I don't think I'll be getting into them, but if that's what you're into, then that's cool. And if you're interested in trying out the game itself, then just do a Google search for Iron Giant: Room For Rent, and you'll be able to find and play the demo version for free. But if you're just here to read the smut, then congratulations, you're about to get a big heaping helping of smut, because the gloves are completely off now. The last lemon I wrote in a previous story was very well received, so let's see how this one goes. This one's for you, John, so you better appreciate it after talking me into doing this, because I went all out. Enjoy.)
Disclaimer: I own nothing. Credit for the game's plot and theme goes to SkadooToon.

Chapter 1: Being Flattering
The room was his. It hadn’t taken him long to move in; he didn’t have that much stuff with him after all, and soon he was settled. Just as he predicted, Hogarth was not happy with him being there, but as far as Kent was concerned, the little brat could go to Hell. He had a job to do, and he wasn’t going to let some naïve, little twit get in the way.
Though he didn’t want to make any assumptions, he suspected that it was just the boy and his mother who lived here, as there was no sign of the father, nor was he brought up or involved in the decision for Kent to rent the room. Did that mean that the man was dead, or were he and his wife divorced? Or perhaps he simply worked long hours, or was off on a business trip. Kent didn’t know, nor did he care, but if the guy did spend a lot of time working, then he was an idiot for doing so when he could be home plowing the gorgeous woman who was Annie Hughes.
And speaking of Annie, she knocked on the door to his newly rented room. He opened it, and was greeted by the lovely sight of her in the doorway, giving him a kind smile, and Kent returned it with one of his own. Almost against his will, his eyes ran up and down her body as she stood before him with her hands on her hips, looking truly beautiful in her green short-sleeved top and her black skirt.
“Alright, Mr. Mansley,” she said in a pleasant voice. “I just wanted to check in and make sure you’re finding everything accommodating. I work in the morning and will have some breakfast ready at 7 A.M. if you would like some.”
Pushing more pleasant thoughts aside, Kent considered how to go about this. As much as he would love to fantasize about Annie and wonder what she looked like beneath her clothes, he had a job to do. He needed to find out what she and her son knew. First, it would be best to win her favor. If he did that, then maybe he could get her to trust him, and she would start to open up, or maybe let something slip if she was hiding anything.
His mind strategically calculated how best to win her over, and he decided that a good first impression to show how helpful and responsible he was would be good. In this situation, flattery would be his best option, and he raised the hand holding his pipe slightly in acknowledgement. “Please, Mrs. Hughes, if you don’t mind, let me handle breakfast in the A.M. No need to trouble yourself if you have somewhere to be.”
This was apparently the right thing to say, as Annie’s face positively lit up, and she clasped her hands together by her face in delight. “Oh, that is generous of you, Mr. Mansley. If… if you insist, I would really appreciate it!”
Yes, he definitely won some point with her there. Women always loved a man who was willing and eager to help out around the house. He gave her a smile to let her know that he was happy to be of assistance. If it got her to cooperate, then he would continue to play the nice guy since it was clearly impressing her. But if he had to, he could also play the bad guy. For now though, nice guy it was.
“You know,” she continued, giving him a curious look, “it’s not often we get a hotshot government official in town. May I ask what brings you around?”
She was expressing interest. He wondered if perhaps she was trying to find out what his purpose here was. Did she know something and suspected why he was here? No, that didn’t seem to be the case. He knew how to read body language, and knew what signs to look for. Based on her tone and posture, she was merely curious about him.
That was good; he could work with that. Coming across as mysterious would keep her interested in him, which would help him win her favor and get her to cooperate. He would give her a little taste to wet her appetite for information and see how she reacted.
“Ah. I wish I could say,” he told her, letting his tone take on a mysterious air to keep her invested, “but it’s confidential government business.”
It worked, and she gave him a knowing, perhaps somewhat playful look. “Confidential, huh? Must be an important job.”
She was subtlety complimenting him, implying that what she thought he was doing was important. This only furthered his belief that she didn’t know anything about the metal giant, or that her son was involved with it. That was good, he supposed, he would hate to have to drag such a gorgeous woman off to jail.
But how to respond to her inquiry? Perhaps stressing how important his work was would help get her to cooperate further. “It is. It might be the most important job the government has ever sent me on, if I’m being frank.”
That definitely earned her interest, as she once more clasped her hands together. “Oh, yes, just a bit frank.”
When she said that, he couldn’t help but notice that she had taken a flirtatious tone. Flirting could be a good method to win one’s favor, not to mention a fun one. Now that he made it clear how important he was, it would be best to play off how heroic he was. Ladies loved a hero. “To put it simply, I’m here to make sure nobody is getting hurt after that train wreck.”
This earned him a wink and a smile. “I thought it might be related to the train incident. So you’re the government hero man. Glad to have you under my roof.”
Kent studied her some more; trying not to let his eyes wandered too much, less they distract him from what he needed to do. She was clearly happy with this arrangement and was impressed by him.
He considered probing her further, but before he could, she spoke up again. “If there is anything you need, please let me know.”
Good, this was an opening to further his inquiries. Not just about the metal giant, but also about the situation he was in. And best of all, she had opened the door to this, so he wouldn’t come across as being too nosy.
Taking on a more serious tone, he spoke with more authority as he said, “Yes, I was wondering when I might be able to speak to the man of the house?”
The smile left Annie’s face, and a slightly awkward look appeared on it as she diverted her eyes, rubbing her wrist shyly. He wondered if perhaps he had pushed too much too soon, but then he noticed that it looked as if her cheeks had colored some, though he wasn’t entirely sure if that was simply due to the lighting.
“Oh, no,” she said, somewhat bashfully, still looking away. “It’s just Hogarth and I. It’s been just us for a long time.”
So he was right, her husband was out of the picture. Either divorced or dead, though he suspected the latter, and would later learn that the man had died in a war. But if Mr. Hughes was gone, that would make things easier for him now that he knew that he wouldn’t be running into some overprotective husband. And, even more to his delight, it put something else on the table, something that would make his job all the sweeter if he could pull it off.
Annie Hughes was a true beauty. But being a single mother, she likely worked a lot, and probably didn’t have much time for romance. So she probably wasn’t getting much action, if any at all. If he played his cards right, he might not only find what he was looking for in this investigation, he might also be able to sample the sexy mother’s goods. She had already expressed an interest in him and his work, not to mention was openly impressed in the light he had painted himself. If things proceeded to go this well, perhaps he could get into her pants.
But first thing’s first. He still needed to win her over. Women liked sensitive guys, so it would be best to come across as apologetic in case he brought up painful memories of her late husband.
“I’ve overstepped,” he told her, trying to sound as sincere as possible. “I shouldn’t have brought it up. I’m sorry if I’m out of place.”
She took his apology to heart, giving him a smile. “Don’t worry about it, Mr. Mansley. Little Hogarth and I get by just fine.”
Well, the possible damage control was done. And now that he let her know that he was sympathetic to her situation, he could shower her with admiration to let her know that he was impressed by her as well. “You sure are an amazing woman to handle a growing boy, a house, and a job. It must get hard…”
He let his sentence trail off, giving her an opening to pick up where he left off. This would allow her an invitation to vent if she wanted to, and then he could console her afterwards. It would be annoying to have to listen to her whine, but he could tolerate it, and then follow up by showing that he cared.
His government training in handling people clearly paid off. Annie looked quite pleased to the care and sensitivity he had showed. “I manage. The hardest days are hard, but otherwise I won’t complain. It just gets a bit… lonely sometimes…”
His eyes widened. This was an opening, perhaps even an invitation. Lonely she had said; that was something he could most definitely work with. It implied that she was possibly interested, if only to fill that loneliness in her. Better yet, if he could make it seem like he related, it would help in building a connection. Having a connection could lead to intimacy, and if he could lead things in that direction, all the better.
“So does this job,” he said, letting out an exaggerated sigh. “It sends me traveling all around the country, all alone.”
Now that he had made it clear that he too was lonely and was possibly looking for something, it was time to butter her up some more to make the situation less negative. “Like I said, you’re amazing for getting through it.”
He paid close attention to her body language. His words had had an impact; she was most definitely interested, or at the very least was thinking about it. “You’re too kind, Mr. Mansley.”
She looked like she was going to say more. Invite him to bed, maybe? One could hope. Over the years, he’d met plenty of stressed out, overworked, single mothers who were sexually frustrated. It had probably been a while since she had last gotten laid. And here he was, a well-fit, good-looking man who heroically worked an important job for the government, and was also lonely. It had to be a tempting offer.
He was disappointed, however, when she didn’t rise to the bait, and simply gave him a smile. “I’ll see you in the morning. Goodnight, Mr. Mansley.”
He tried not to show his disappointment, but wasn’t quite ready to give up on the possibility of some hot sex with the sexy mother. If she was still holding onto the memory of her late husband, maybe reminding her of her single status would make her more willing to share her bed. “Goodnight, Mrs. Hughes. Er, Miss, I suppose…”
She once again diverted her eyes from him, shyly running her hands over each other in front of her, and this time there was no mistaking light blush in her cheeks as she hesitated before speaking. “Oh, actually, it’s Annie. You can call me Annie… If you’d like.”
He gave her his most charming smile. “Alright. Goodnight, Annie.”
He’d said it in a way that implied that this didn’t have to be goodnight, and saw that once again she may have been entertaining the thought. But he was disappointed once more when she stepped out of the room and closed the door.
An irritated scowl crossed Kent’s face. Great, now he was sexually frustrated on top of everything else. Perhaps he shouldn’t have gotten his hopes up. He had forgotten that she had a son running around the house, so she couldn’t just go dragging men off to her room.
Damn, why hadn’t he considered that? But maybe he would still have a chance later. The kid had to have school, and a bedtime that came before his mother’s. Maybe he would be able to get into her bed in the future if he continued seducing her.
He shook his head. Getting into Annie’s pants would be a great experience, but he had to remember his true purpose for being here. He needed to look for clues about the metal giant. That had to be his number one priority; anything else was second.
“Now I just have to wait until they’re asleep…” he lamented as he took a seat on the couch.
Perhaps he could pass the time thinking about what Annie was hiding beneath her skirt.
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Night came, and Kent poked his head out of the room. The house was dark and quiet, and had been for a while now. He had spent a good portion of the evening going through his reports and thinking about how to proceed from here, while taking some time to think about Annie and all the things he would like to do with her. But that would have to come later. For now, this was the chance to check the house for clues.
“Everyone should be asleep now,” he told himself quietly as he slipped into the hall and began making his way down it.
He listened carefully for any sign that someone may be up. It wouldn’t do for him to be caught snooping around, even if he was a government official; he didn’t want to get kicked out. But he had a job to do, and with that job came certain risks.
“That boy knows something about this giant metal man, and I’ve got to get to the bottom of it.”
But as he made his way down the hall, he suddenly realized that he didn’t have a clue as to where anything was. Damn, why hadn’t he asked for a tour of the house? That should have been a given, and he cursed himself for making such a rookie mistake. He chalked it up to being distracted by Annie’s hot body and his own inappropriate thoughts.
Well, there was nothing to be done about it now. He would just have to check all the rooms, starting with the two in front of him at the end of the hall.
Creeping along, he made his way over to the door on his left, and carefully opened the door a crack, peaking inside. It was hard to tell since everything was so dark, but he thought he could make out certain shapes in the darkness.
“This looks like the boy’s bedroom,” he whispered to himself quietly. “I should search it.”
He started opening the door more. His eyes were adjusting to the darkness, but he could see enough to determine that it was indeed the boy’s room. And though his vision hadn’t fully adapted to the darkness, it almost looked as if the boy was absent from his bed. However, before he could find out for sure, he froze as he suddenly heard a toilet flush from the other end of the hall.
He listened carefully, and soon heard the sink begin running, and he realized that either the boy or his mother was awake and in the bathroom just a few meters away. Thank goodness he hadn’t come out of his room earlier, or else he may have been caught doing something he shouldn’t be when they had exited their room.
Pulling the door to the boy’s room shut, he took a few steps away from it as he heard footsteps coming from down the hall. Feeling like a deer caught in headlights, he turned in the direction the footsteps were coming from, trying to look as innocent as possible.
A moment later, Annie suddenly appeared, and Kent nearly swallowed his tongue. She was no longer dressed in her day clothes, and instead was in a pinkish-lavender robe. The top was hanging open, revealing a good portion of her cleavage, but that didn’t even matter, because the robe was practically see-through!
Beneath it, she wore only a thong, the rest of her body on full display through the material of her robe’s transparency. He could clearly see her full breasts, and was even able to make out her nipples. That wasn’t the type of robe a person typically wore around the house. It had probably once served the purpose of seducing her husband, but had since been reduced to something she kept in her room and only threw on when she had to get up to go to the bathroom during the night.
Kent was rock hard in an instant. He had thought Annie was sexy in regular clothes, but this was beyond what he imagined. Her hair was no longer rolled up either, and now hung loose around her, going down past her shoulders, making her look even sexier. Even if he ended up getting kicked out over this, at the moment, he couldn’t complain.
Suddenly, she noticed him, and she jumped in surprise, her hand flying to her heart. “Mr. Mansley!?”
He snapped out of his stupor, and quickly began wracking his brain for an explanation of what he was doing. Being a trained government official, he had been taught to think fast on his feet, and his mind quickly jumped to the sound of the toilet being flushed. The best kinds of lies were the ones mixed with half-truths, so this provided the perfect excuse since he didn’t actually know which room was which.
“Annie,” he said, remembering to use her first name. He made sure to keep his voice calm as he attempted to sound innocent and inquisitive. “I am looking for the bathroom, which door is it again?”
He saw her relax, a relieved smile crossing her face, and she motioned for him to follow her. He did so as she led him to the bathroom she had just exited around the corner. He gave her a nod of thanks before going inside and closing the door before letting out a sigh of relief. It was a good thing he had been able to come up with a reasonable excuse, though he knew that he would have to abandon any further attempts to look for clues tonight since he couldn’t risk getting caught wandering about the house twice in one night.
Still, he couldn’t even be mad about that. The sight of Annie in her transparent robe had more than made up for it. He would be hanging onto that memory for a long time. If only she were one of those people that slept completely in the nude, but he supposed he should consider himself lucky that he had been able to see as much as he did.
After finishing up in the bathroom, he opened the door to find Annie waiting for him in the hall. Much to his surprise, and delight, her state of dress was the same as before. In fact, she didn’t even seem to register that her robe was transparent and hanging half open. Possibly out of force of habit. If it had been only her and her son for so long, they probably didn’t get many guests. She likely had simply gotten so used to the robe herself that its transparency no longer registered to her.
Or did it? She had expressed an interest earlier, and had even flirted with him a bit. Was this an attempt to seduce him? Normally he would be able to get a better reading on a person and be able to tell what their motives were, but the sight of her in this state had all his blood currently heading south, and it was becoming hard to think rationally. From what he could tell though, her actions seemed innocent enough.
He somehow managed to reign in his lust and give the woman an appreciative smile. “Thank you, Annie. I hope I didn’t disturb your son.”
Annie was openly blushing now, but she dismissively waved off his words. “He stayed asleep. I should have shown you what these upstairs rooms are. I’m sorry.”
There were no traces of suspicion in her voice, so it seemed that she had completely accepted his searching for the bathroom excuse. That was good. But there were also no traces of seduction or flirtation in her voice, meaning that she likely didn’t register her inappropriate state of dress, nor was she trying to use it to her advantage. That was too bad, but he certainly wasn’t going to point it out and ruin the view.
Instead, he kept up the innocent act, remaining the perfect gentleman. “It was my mistake for not asking, clearly.” Then he gave her a smile and a polite nod. “Goodnight, Annie. I’ll see you at breakfast.”
And with that, he headed back to his room. He pressed his ear to the door, waiting until he heard the door to Annie’s room shut before relaxing. It seemed he had gotten away with his attempt to snoop around. However, this night was clearly a bust. It would be too risky to go looking around anymore tonight. But no matter, he could try again tomorrow, after being absolutely sure that everyone was asleep. Somehow, someway, he was going to get to the bottom of this, and, hopefully, to the bottom of the sexy mother a few doors down.
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When it came to scoring points with someone, it never hurt to have more, even if you were already on their good side. And so Kent had gotten up early and made breakfast, just as he had said he would the other day. It would not only get on Annie’s good side even more and help in gaining her cooperation, it would also warm her up to him even further. Women loved men who could cook after all. And besides, when was the last time someone had cooked for her? This would be sure to earn him extra brownie points.
It didn’t do anything to win him any points with her son though. The boy clearly didn’t like him. Ordinarily, that would be fine, as he didn’t like the little brat either. Unfortunately, he needed the kid to cooperate in order to find out what he knew, so he would have to continue to play nice for now. But he swore that once the gloves came off, that they would come all the way off.
Despite it being the weekend, the boy had opted not to sleep in. That was strange though, because he looked very tired, as if he hadn’t gotten any sleep last night at all. It didn’t stop him from mustering up enough energy to openly glare at Kent upon entering the kitchen, not looking the least bit impressed by the large breakfast he had put out. Instead, he declared that he wasn’t hungry and shouted up to his mother that he was going out. Kent considered trying to find out where he was going, but decided to let it go for now. Maybe after he got on the brat’s good side some, then he could begin trying to find out what he knew when the kid was more cooperative.
Instead, he would focus on the mother some more, and so he sat at the table, reading the newspaper as he waited for her to come down. He didn’t have to wait long though, as a few minutes later, she entered the kitchen, already dressed in her uniform for her shift at the local diner later. Her eyes widened and her face lit up in delight at the sight before her.
“Wow, what smells so good?” she asked happily as her eyes fell upon the food spread out on the table.
Kent smiled and set down his paper. He had gone all out with breakfast, making up a stack of pancakes covered in syrup, complete with sunny side up eggs, French toast, and bacon, along with fruit on the side, including glasses of milk and orange juice.
Standing up, he took note of her pleased expression as he motioned to the table. “Your breakfast, Miss Annie!”
Openly impressed, Annie surveyed all the food he had set out before looking back at him. “You made all this?”
He resisted the urge to chuckle. Sometimes this was too easy. “Yes, indeed.”
Her demeanor suddenly changed as she bit her lower lip in an incredibly sexy way and looked at him with hooded eyes. Damn, that look alone would set any man’s blood on fire. There was absolutely no mistaking what was going through her head at that moment, and he was suddenly very glad he had offered to make breakfast the other day, even if it had just been a ploy to get on her good side. Suddenly, getting laid seemed like an even bigger possibility than it had been last night, and he intended to take advantage of it as much as he could.
“It’s not right that you have to do all the work around here,” he told her, milking the situation for all it was worth, “so I thought I’d—”
He was suddenly cut off as Annie quickly marched across the room, closing the distance between them. Before Kent even realized what she was doing, she had thrown her arms around his neck and was kissing him. Kent’s eyes widened at how quick the situation had progressed, but was immediately very happy about it when he got over his surprise. Her breasts pressed against his chest through their clothes as she pushed up against him, her lips moving aggressively against his in a fury of need and desire.
Kent was surprised, but pleasantly so, and soon his hands came up to wrap around her, holding her close as he kissed her back, closing his eyes as he enjoyed the sensation. It really must have been a while since she had last gotten laid, because she took charge, pushing her tongue against his lips. His own came out and tangled with hers as they kissed, both of them moaning in the back of their throats.
Finally though, they needed to come apart for air, and Kent gave her a questioning look when they pulled apart. “Annie?”
She returned his inquiring look with one of hunger before kissing him again and muttering against his lips, “Fuck me. Right here. Right now.”
Well, holy shit! She must really be starved for sex. Exactly how long had it been for her? Clearly too long. And whatever he had started stirring up last night was coming to a head. But there was no way in hell he was going to pass up this opportunity. Annie was easily one of the hottest women he had ever encountered, and here she was, begging him for it. And he was all too happy to oblige.
His hands moved from around her waist to take hold of the knot of her apron behind her back, and he untied it, letting the apron fall to the kitchen floor. Annie’s hands likewise reached for his tie and undid it before flashing him a saucy smirk and giving it a hard yank, pulling it off from around his neck and holding it up like some kind of prize before tossing it aside.
She then ran her hands up his chest, slipping them inside his jacket and pushing it off his shoulders while leaning in to kiss him again. She kept her lips pressed to his as her hands moved to the buttons of his shirt and began unbuttoning it. As she exposed more and more of the skin of his chest with each button she popped open, she began trailing kissing down his pointy chin, to his neck, and then down his chest.
A groan escaped Kent as her lips trailed kisses across his chest. This was already better than what he had been fantasizing about, and they were only just getting started. He couldn’t wait to get to the main event, and it seemed like Annie was quite eager to as well as she finished unbuttoning his shirt, letting it hang open. Crouching in front of him, she looked up at him with a sexy smile as she fiddled with his belt, unbuckling it and pulling it free of his pants.
Kent reached for her, cupping her face and bringing her back up to his level. He kissed her again, and she returned it with just as much enthusiasm. Once again, she ran her hands over his chest, this time feeling his pecs against her hands rather than through his shirt, which she proceeded to push off him.
Then it was his turn to undress her. He let his shirt fall from his shoulders as he went for the buttons of her pink top, their tongues massaging against each other as they continued to kiss. He pushed her top open, and she shrugged out of it, letting her uniform pool at her feet as she sexily pushed it down her body, leaving her in only her bra, panties, socks, and shoes.
She pulled back, smiling at him as she took a few steps back while reaching behind her and unclasping her bra. She gave him as seductive look as she crossed her arms over her chest, letting her bra straps fall down her shoulders. Leaning forward slightly, she cupped her breasts, allowing her bra to fall into her palms, then slowly lowered one of her arms while pulling out her bra and holding it up, swinging it back and forth for a few moments before dropping it.
An audible groan escaped Kent as he watched Annie slowly lower her other arm, revealing her full breasts to him, and then seductively run her hands down her body as she looked at him with hooded, lust-filled eyes. Never had he been so glad to have volunteered to make breakfast for someone. Annie was a total bombshell. While her transparent robe last night had done little to hide her assets, nothing could beat seeing her in all her naked glory, and he desperately wanted her to drop her panties and show him everything she had.
Reaching out a hand, she curled her finger at him in a come-hither motion as she walked backwards until she hit the counter. Feeling impatient, Kent kicked off his shoes and socks as he let his pants drop, pulling his underwear down with them. Once he was bare, he stood up straight with his hands on his hips, displaying himself, his erect cock sticking straight up.
He smirked at her as he watched her eyes lower to his mid-section before she met his gaze, and the smile on her face told him that she was pleased with what she saw. She licked her lips as she leaned back against the counter, resting her arms against it with her body on full display. She was waiting for him to come to her, and he did so, moving to stand between her legs.
Placing his hands on her shoulders, he leaned in to kiss her, and she met him halfway. Her hand reached out and grasped his hard shaft, and she began running her soft palm over its length as they kissed. His hands slowly moved from her shoulders to cup her breasts, and he began massaging them, making Annie groan into his mouth as she continued to jerk him, rubbing her thumb over his tip to spread the pre-cum that had gathered there. He decided to return the favor, moving one of his hands lower and slipping them into her panties, his fingers brushing against her soft curls. She moaned even louder when he cupped her mound, and he began rubbing his middle finger along her slit.
When he finally stuck a finger inside her, she broke the kiss and hissed in delightful agony, biting her lower lip and squeezing her eyes shut. He began moving his finger in and out her tight channel, causing her to emit the sexiest sounds. He added a second finger, and she gasped loudly, releasing his cock as she grasped the edge of the counter with both hands, as if trying to anchor herself in place. And while he missed the feeling of her soft hand on him, he continued to move his fingers in and out of her, groaning at how wet she was. She was so sensitive and receptive to his touch.
A particular movement of his fingers caused her to cry out loudly, and he realized he had found her G-spot. Smirking, he rubbed his fingers against it while his thumb massaged her clit, and Annie continued to groan in pleasure. He watched the flashes of ecstasy run across her face as her knuckles turned white from how tightly she was gripping the counter.
She suddenly pressed her lips to his, wrapping her arms around his neck as she pulled him towards her. He removed his hand from her panties and wrapped his own arms around her, and they both moaned into each other’s mouths as her soft breasts pressed against his hard chest, his erection trapped between them. He could feel the material of her panties rubbing against him, and he wanted them gone.
Moving away from her mouth, he kissed his way across her face and down her neck, pausing to suck at her pulse point, making her release a pleasured moan. He then continued his way down her body, paying special attention to her breasts. He took a pink nipple into his mouth, sucking on it and swirling his tongue around the nub. She pushed her chest towards his mouth as he held her close, his other hand coming up to play with her left breast as he licked and sucked at the right. He spent a sufficient amount of time on it before switching sides, giving her left breast the same treatment as its twin as he played with and tweaked her nipple with his fingers.
Eventually, he began kissing his way down her body once more, his lips trailing over her stomach. Annie was panting loudly, her eyes closed in pleasure and her mouth hanging open, a noticeable blush on her cheek. She sexily bit her bottom lip in delight as he began planting kisses along her inner thigh, and then hooked his fingers into her panties. Slowly, he slid them down her legs, exposing her pussy to him. And when her last shred of clothing reached her feet, she lifted one leg to step out of them. He took the time to remove her shoes and socks as well, leaving her completely bare.
Pressing a kiss to her leg, he looked up at her and rose to his full height. He looked down at the gorgeous naked woman in front of him, his eyes landing between her legs. Contrary to his own shaved, hairless crotch, she had a well-groomed triangle of hair between her legs, and it was currently the most erotic thing he had ever seen. He didn’t get long to look though as Annie reached for him again, pulling him towards her and kissing him, her arms wrapping around him.
With both of them completely bare, it was pure skin on skin contact, and they both groaned at the sensation. They rubbed their bodies against each other erotically, and Kent began to thrust against her, the length of his cock sliding against her wet slit. Annie moaned loudly as their tongues danced together, their bodies beginning to perspire as their passion rose. Kent could feel the wetness between her legs as he continued to rub up against her, unable to believe how lucky he had gotten.
He kept kissing her as he recalled how much sexier she had looked last night with her hair down, and he reached up to pull it free of the style she had set it in. It came loose and fell about her shoulders, and he pulled back to take a look at her. He nearly lost it as she looked up at him, her eyes glazed over with lust, her cheeks red with passion as she panted. He was done waiting. He had wanted her since the moment he had seen her, and now he was going to have her, and give her the best fucking of her life.
Moving his hands down to her hips, he lifted her up and set her on the counter. She opened her legs to him, wrapping them around his waist as she took hold of his cock and placed it at her entrance. He looked back at her face, watching her as she looked down and lined him up with her opening. A pleased moan escaped her as she ran the head of his cock against her slit before slipping his tip inside.
Kent couldn’t take it anymore. He pushed forward, slipping inside her, and Annie gasped loudly. A similar sound escaped him as he filled her more and more, until his thighs met hers, completely sheathing him inside her wet warmth. Annie threw her head back, her mouth hanging open, her eyes closed in ecstasy. She was unbelievably tight. It really must have been a while for her. Not that he was complaining; it would only make this more pleasurable for the both of them.
After taking several long exquisite moments simply enjoying the feel of her being wrapped around him, he pulled back and then slammed into her again. Annie cried out in pleasure, and he repeated the motion, earning him the same response. Placing his hands on her hips, he started out slowly, allowing her to get used to him. She was so damn tight, but once he felt she had adapted to his size, he really began moving, thrusting in and out of her again and again, making her moan every time.
Her arms came up and wrapped around him, holding him close as he thrust inside her, her inner muscles clenching and massaging his length, her legs locked around his waist. They moved together, their sweaty bodies sliding together in a pleasing rhythm as they panted in each other’s ears. Annie’s moans grew in volume as she buried her face in his neck, her tongue darting out to taste the saltiness of his skin.
Kent was having a hard time controlling himself, but he fancied himself a well-disciplined man as he struggled to hold himself back. This was quickly becoming the best assignment he had ever been on. Not that he hadn’t managed to get laid on past assignments, but fucking Annie was definitely ranking it as one of the best, if not thee best. She met each of his thrusts with equal enthusiasm, letting out what must have been years of sexual frustration. Her nails dug into his back, leaving trails of red marks that made Kent hiss.
A cry of pleasure suddenly escaped Annie. She tensed up as she hit her climax, clinging to him tightly, her whole body shaking in orgasm. Kent stopped thrusting as he simply enjoyed the sensation of her cumming around his cock. She held him tightly to her for several long moments before relaxing.
But Kent wasn’t anywhere near ready for this to end. Pulling out of her, he shifted her on the counter, balancing her on the edge as he lifted her legs. Annie looked up at him eagerly as he leaned her back and brought her legs up, placing them over his shoulders as he nearly folded her in half. Annie leaned back further, balancing on her hands he moved in, holding her legs open as they rested on his shoulders, and sank into her once more.
Her eyes closed and her mouth fell open, her lips twisting into a smile as the angle allowed him to penetrate her even deeper than before. She looked back up at him as he began thrusting into her, and she moved her hips in time with his. It was truly a gorgeous sight, and Kent sped up his thrusts, watching as her breasts bounced in time with his movements, his cock moving in and out of her.
Fucking Annie was pure heaven. And after several minutes of pounding into her, she reached her peak once again, her whole body trembling in blissful rapture. After that, she told him that she wanted to be on top, and Kent had absolutely no complaints. Pulling out of her, he removed her legs from his shoulders, carefully setting her down.
She slid off the counter, her legs still shaking from the remnants of her orgasm. Kent stepped back to give her some room, and she practically threw herself at him, kissing him hard. They walked backwards until they hit the table, and Kent sat down on top of it. She pushed him back further, not removing her lips from his as she climbed up as well.
Feeling the contents of the table behind him, he pushed them aside, not caring that a good portion of the breakfast he had spent the morning making was ruined. Plates and glasses shattered as they hit the floor, but Annie didn’t seem to care as she sat astride him, both their arms wrapped around each other as they made out almost desperately, her soft breasts rubbing against his hard chest. His cock was pressed against her wet opening, and she wiggled her hips teasingly before reaching down to take hold of him and began pumping his shaft.
Her hands eventually moved to his shoulders as she pushed him to lie down. Kent slid further back onto the table until he was completely lying on it as Annie laid down on top of him, raining kisses across his face as she rubbed her body against his. She was apparently eager to continue, as she soon broke away and sat back up.
Then Kent surprised her by taking hold of her hips and pulling her up his body. Her eyes widened as she realized his intentions, and she smiled in anticipation. He settled her over his face and sat her down on his mouth, sticking his tongue deep inside her. Annie gasped loudly, throwing her head back as he pleasured her with his mouth. Her hips began humping against his face as he ate her, and she reached back to take hold of his cock, pumping it as her other hand took a fistful of his hair, nearly ripping it out of his head. He ignored the pain, taking it as a compliment to his oral skills as he continued to bring her ever closer to another orgasm.
She felt herself getting close and lifted her hips from his mouth, wanting to feel him inside her again when she came. She moved back down his body until she was sitting on his crotch once more, his cock pressed against her slit. Building up the anticipation further, she slid up against it for several long excruciating seconds, aided by her wetness as her nether-lips massaged his length, then lifted herself up and took hold of it. She lined it up with her entrance, running the head over her nether-lips a few times, then sank back down on it, hissing in pleasure.
Kent bit his lower lip to hold himself back, and Annie mimicked him as she mashed their nether regions together. She stayed there for several long moments until Kent felt like he was going to go crazy and lifted his hips to encourage her to start moving. She smiled teasingly and remained still for several more moments before she began moving up and down on him, her hips slowly rising and falling onto him as she grinded her groin into his, feeling as if he were in her stomach. Kent met each of her thrusts, his hips rising to meet hers as they moved together, finding equal pleasure at different angles, his length penetrating her deeper than ever in this position.
Annie laid down on top of him, and Kent wrapped his arms around her, her breasts squashed against his chest. They kissed as she continued to move on top of him, their bodies sliding together, aided by the layer of sweat that covered them. As they broke the kiss, she playfully bit his bottom lip, taking it between her teeth and pulling back on it. Kent hissed as she pulled too hard, and she chuckled before releasing him, and then rose up to sit astride him.
Keeping him buried deep, she moved her hips back and forth vigorously, almost as if she were performing an erotic dance. Her hands traveled all over her body, tangling in her hair and massaging her breasts as she threw her head back in ecstasy. Kent found the sight of her riding him to be truly arousing. She kept her eyes closed as he gripped her hip with his right hand, helping her move against him, and they both moaned.
He brought his left hand up to her face, and she took his index finger into her mouth when he grazed her lips. She sucked on the digit sexily for several long seconds, making him groan before he pulled it out and trailed his hand down her body before setting it on her flat stomach, where he began rubbing her clit with his thumb, making her cry out blissfully.
As he played with her pleasure spot, she began wildly thrusting her hips against his in what could only be described as an animalistic frenzy before she suddenly fell forward and grasped his face in her hands as she began kissing him, forcing her tongue into his mouth. He kissed her back, his own hands going to her shoulders to hold her close as his tongue dueled with hers, enjoying the feeling of her soft breasts pressed against his chest as she moved her hips up and down on him. They continued on like that for what felt like forever, their mouths only coming apart to allow them to take a breath of air before their lips sealed together once more.
Rising up above him, Annie leaned forward and rested her hands on his chest as she began bouncing on top of him, her nails digging into his skin, leaving little quarter moon marks. Her mouth hung open as she panted, her hair becoming plastered to her face, and her eyes closed in pleasure. Her breasts swayed a few inches above Kent’s face as she rose and fell on him, the head of his cock kissing her womb every time they came together. Having Annie ride him like this was the most erotic thing he had ever seen, and the sensations that came with it were even better.
Lifting himself up, he took hold of her breasts, burying his face in her bosom as he kissed and suckled her. Annie’s hands ran through his hair, massaging his scalp as she continued to grind their groins together. Kent moaned at the sensation and took one of her nipples between his teeth, gently biting down on the pebbled nub. Annie gasped loudly, her breath getting caught in her throat, and grabbed a fistful of his hair, pulling his head back. She smashed her lips to his, kissing him aggressively as she forced her tongue into his mouth. He kissed her back with equal enthusiasm as her hands against the back of his head kept his face pressed to hers until they both needed to breath, and they came apart gasping for air.
Lying back down on the table, Kent watched as his cock appeared and disappeared inside her before looking up at Annie once more. Time lost all meaning as she continued to rise and fall on top of him until she simply pressed her hips to his, taking him as deep as possible, and then began grinding against him, her hips moving forward and back as he remained buried inside her. It could have been minutes, or hours. Quite frankly, Kent didn’t care, not until her movements started speeding up more and more, the pleasure rising to its peak.
She came again, hard, her entire body tensing. Kent didn’t stop though, and continued to rapidly thrust up into her, an agonized groan escaping him as he tried to hold himself back. The sensation of her cumming around his cock was too much for him though, and he let out a strangled grunt as he gave one last hard thrust and exploded inside her, his own cry falling in harmony with Annie’s as they both cried out in ecstasy.
It was easily the greatest orgasm of his life, and Annie seemed to take great delight in it too, the feeling of him cumming inside her sending her into another shaking orgasm as she kept her hips pressed hard against his, the two of them cumming together. A happy, dreamy smile spread across her face as she rode out her orgasm, letting out a deep moan as she felt the warmth of his seed spread within her.
Finally, she collapsed on top of him, her face resting against his sweaty chest. He wrapped his arms around her, holding her close, and Annie sighed in contentment, placing a kiss to his chest as their breathing slowly returned to normal, both feeling the other’s heartbeat against their chests.
Kent was in no hurry to pull out as he enjoyed the feeling of Annie’s pussy wrapped around his now semi-erect cock. He briefly considered the possibility of having gotten her pregnant since he had cum inside her, and he doubted she was on anything since it had obviously been quite a while since she’d last had a man inside her, but he quickly dismissed the thought. What did it matter if she got knocked up? That would be her problem, not his. For all he knew, he probably had a couple bastards out there from his past conquests. In fact, he almost found the idea humorous that Annie’s son might end up with a brother or sister fathered by him when the boy so openly despised him. That would certainly serve the little punk right.
Not that it mattered. Any unfortunate consequences from this wouldn’t be his concern, and he could easily blow them off if it became a problem in the future. All that mattered now were the sweet sensations he was still feeling of having Annie’s naked body pressed against him while her pussy continued to massage his softening shaft.
Finally, letting out a pleasant sigh, Annie lifted herself up and looked down at him, a satisfied smile on her face. Kent returned her smile with one of his own as he ran his hands up and down her sweaty back and jokingly asked, “Is the service this excellent for every guest who rents that room?”
Annie let out a laugh before leaning down and kissing him again.

(A/N: Well, there's the first lemon, and there's more to come. Yeah, I know things escalated pretty quickly, but what can I say, that's how the game went. You know, under different circumstances this whole scenario might not have been so bad, but we as the audience know what an awful person Kent is, which is why I said you'll probably hate him a lot more by the end of this since, ah, good things happen to him; it certainly makes me feel weird. I added additional moments and extended dirty scenes since the game only gives you few seconds of one shot before switching over to another. I also tried to add as much detail as I could to the dialogue scenes, not just the smutty ones, because I thought the chapter would be too short otherwise. Boy was I wrong. So if you're ready for more, read on to the next chapter.)
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