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Longer Than Expected
🕑 Added 2021-01-26 19:00:00 +0000 UTCHelena scanned the abandoned theater, hoping once more that the arms deal would go down already so she could move in and wrap this up. She didnât mind stake-outs, but sheâd mind them even less if Nightwing were here to keep her company, as theyâd planned. Unfortunately, heâd canceled at the last minute, and now she was stuck with Robin. He was a good kid, but thatâs all he wasâa kid. She needed a man.
And it was taking too damn long for this deal to go down. By the time she was done, the bars would be closed, everyone in her little black book would be in bed. But from the way Timâs eyes ran furtively over her lush body, she thought there might be a solution to that.
Sheâd noticed the hungry way heâd looked at her ever since theyâd met up. Sheâd never have a virgin before. And Tim at least had the body to satisfy herâmaybe not the instincts, but there was only one way to find out.
She knew better than to move too fast or to be too bold, though. Tim was a suburbs kid, upper middle class, as preppie as they came. He wanted her, yeah, but heâd have qualms about actually getting her. Sheâd have to take care of those first. And while letting him fuck her might or might not be fulfilling, seducing the good son would definitely be fun.
âIs there any reason we have to stand here all night?â she sighed. Then she held up a hand to hold back the pedantic lecture she knew Tim was capable of. âI know we canât chance those guns hitting the streets, but do we have to literally stand here? Arenât there some folding chairs downstairs somewhere?â
Tim darted for the rooftop access, eager to please. âIâll see if I can find any.â
Helena smiled behind his back. Tim was falling over himself to get into her good graces. Heâd do even more to satisfy her if she played her cards right.
She knew she looked good, even to the choirboy. Her costume amounted to skimpy shorts, a halter top, and thigh-high stockings, all either hugging her curves or laying them bare. She purposely wiggled her hips, her ass, as she moved to intercept Tim. Inside her halter, her tits bounced without a bra.
âLet me lead the way,â she said, hefting her crossbow. âI wouldnât want to put an impressionable little thing like you in danger.â
Timâs face screwed up with teenage resentment of being infantilized. âIâm not some kid.â
âSure, sure,â Helena preceded him down the stairs. She knew how to walk so her cape rolled out of the way, giving him an enticing view of her firm, juicy ass and how it wiggled. Tim almost tripped on the stairs, not looking where he was going when he could watch her swinging hips instead.
Her firm buttocks bounced and swayed within the tight confines of her costume, gripping her creamy cheeks so firmly, but letting go of them just above her thighs. And then that bare skin soon became her long, long stockings. Her boots. Helena wondered which he wanted more: her ass or her legs.
Tim, of course, wanted both. It was out of the question, though. She was an adult. He was⌠well, not a kid, but too young for her to ever take an interest in. There was no way he could seduce her and no way she would ever seduce him.
But Tim could look. He didnât think he could not look at that luscious body, with even more curves than muscles under that flawless olive skinâŚ
They found a stack of folding chairs right there in the stairwell leading up to the roof. Tim picked up all of them before, with a giggle from Helena, he realized they only needed two. He set them down sheepishly.
Helena picked up one. âEager to show me how strong you are, huh?â she needled him. âYouâll get your chance soon enough.â
Tim wondered what she meant by that before remembering why they were there. The arms deal. Theyâd be fighting plenty of people once the two gangs arrived. He could impress her plenty then, assuming she even noticed while dealing with her own side of the party.
Back up on the roof, Helena set up her folding chair. She didnât sit down in it, but dusted the seat with her cape. Tim couldnât stop looking at her, wanting her. When she cleaned off the chair, she bent over, and using her cape to do it, her ass was fully exposed, blooming against the skintight material covering it. He could almost feel the ripe flesh straining to be free. For such a tautly muscled woman, Helena was deliciously curvy. Tim imagined how soft and warm and pleasing sheâd be to touchâŚ
Helena didnât seem to look at him, but she was well aware of what he was thinking. He kept staring at her, staring at her ass, not noticing that she was watching him out of the corner of her eye, when her face was half-turned. She saw him unconsciously lick his lips and almost laughed out loud with glee. He wanted her so badly, he might start drooling at any minute. Just like Dickâthe Batcave sure churned them out young, dumb, and full of cum.
Helena yawned and stretched her arms, raising them high above her head so that her halter rode up, showing the lowermost curves of her breasts through her straining belly window. Tim had seated himself by then. When he saw her stretching, he almost fell off the folding chair. He could see the roundness of her cleavage nearly to her areola. He ached to see more. He throbbed to actually touch her breasts.
Helena went to the edge of the roof, taking a tiny spyglass from one of her pouches and looking through it at the meeting place. Still deserted. She didnât bend over and give Tim another look at her assâwouldnât want him to become desensitized to the sightâbut she did put her foot up on the parapet like Captain Morgan, showing off her toned thigh, corded with muscle within the creamy flesh. Timâs eyes were the size of saucers.
âI thought these dumb goombas would be here by now. This is taking longer than expected.â Helena clutched her tongue in disapproval, like she was more offended by the bad guysâ tardiness than their plans for murder and mayhem. âIâm getting old, Robin. I canât stay up all night anymore. Youâre lucky youâre so young. I bet youâre out here doing this all night, every nightâthen you go to school in the morning like nothing happened.â
âWell, you could take a break,â Tim suggested. âSit down and rest while I stand watch. Iâll wake you if anything happens.â
âNice of you to offer, Robin. At least someone in your crew hasnât forgotten how to treat a lady.â
Helena went to seat herselfâbut to Timâs shock, she did it right on top of him.
Smiling affectionately at him, she wiggled her soft ass around in his lap, getting comfortable, and grinding the heat of her flesh right into his groin. Tim gawked at her, not knowing what to do.
âYouâre so good to me, Tim,â Helena purred, reclining against his chest. âI was hoping to spend the night with Dick, but youâre great company too.â
Tim gulped, not at all sure what she meant by that. He couldnât resist giving her thigh a patâhoping he was doing it in a friendly, platonic way, no matter how wonderful that bare skin felt, even through his glove.
âThanks⌠Helena,â he said, not used to being on a first-name basis with her either. âIâm happy to keep you company. Maybe we can do it again sometime.â
âYes,â Helena cooed. âIt would be a shame to only do it once. My experience is that it gets better and better the more you do it. Thatâs how it was with Dick.â
She absently trailed a fingertip along Timâs cheekbone and down his neck. Her face was close to hisâall she let him see was her pouty red lips and the point of her little pink tongue when she spoke. Helena could feel him trying not to shake with excitement.
âYou know Iâm with Dick right now,â Helena said. âAnd I love Dick. But when he ditches me like this, it really makes me want to get back at him. You know what I mean? Do something that will really drive him crazyâŚâ
âYeahâŚâ Tim said, barely listening to her at all. He patted her thigh again, now feeling the strap of the holster she strapped to her upper leg. It felt incredibly tight, like something out of bondage.
Helena sighed happily at his touch and wiggled her sleek ass in his lap. Tim closed his eyes to control himself. It was a wonder he hadnât gotten an erection already, but he kept reminding himself that Helena was Dickâs girl⌠lucky, lucky DickâŚ
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Shendude
First a story where Tim scores with Peej, then a story where he scores with Helena. Niiice. BTW, I know i say it often, but this story makes it bear repeating; I love, love LOVE the way you describe the hotness of gorgeous women.
