Steve was halfway through his workday when his phone buzzed with a video call from Jessica. He grinned the moment her face appeared on the screen, her bright blue eyes sparkling with mischief. She’s up to something, he thought, his pulse already quickening.“Hey, babe,” she said, her voice low and playful. “Just wanted to let you know the apartment’s all cleaned up. Just waiting for the maintenance guys to show up for the final walk-through.”“Got it,” Steve replied, leaning back in his office chair. His eyes narrowed as she bit her lip, her fingers creeping to the hem of her shirt. “What are you doing?”Jessica didn’t answer. Instead, she slowly pulled her shirt down, revealing her bare C-cup breasts. Her nipples were already hard, and she pinched them between her fingers, rolling them gently as she smirked at him. “Just keeping you entertained at work,” she teased, her voice dripping with seduction.Steve’s breath hitched. “You’re a damn tease, you know that?” he growled, his hand instinctively moving to his thigh under the desk. He could feel the heat building in his groin as he watched her fingers play with her nipples, tugging them slightly, then circling them in slow, deliberate motions.She laughed softly, the sound sending a shiver down his spine. “You love it,” she purred. Her eyes flicked down as if she could see the bulge in his pants, and for a moment, Steve swore she could. Her fingers continued their torment, her breathing hitching slightly as she teased herself—and him.Suddenly, a loud knock at the door startled them both. Jessica quickly pulled her shirt back up, her cheeks flushing. “That’s my cue,” she said, her voice still breathy. “I’ll call you later. Love you.”“Love you too,” Steve muttered, though he was already frustrated and painfully hard. The screen went black, and he leaned back in his chair, running a hand through his hair. She’s going to be the death of me.Half an hour later, his phone buzzed again. Jessica’s face appeared on the screen, but this time, she was in the bathroom. Her hair looked slightly disheveled, and there was a flush to her cheeks that hadn’t been there before. “Hey,” she said, her voice a little huskier than usual.“Hey,” Steve replied, his eyes narrowing as he studied her. “Everything okay?”“Yeah,” she said, biting her lip again. “The guy doing the walk-through isn’t the landlord. It’s that tall, muscular guy we’ve seen mowing the lawns.”Steve’s eyebrows shot up. “Him? What’s he doing there?”Jessica shrugged, but there was a glint in her eye that made Steve’s stomach tighten. “He’s just checking the apartment. The internet guy showed up too, but I asked him to wait a few minutes so I could call you first. Cell service here is terrible, so…”“Got it,” Steve said, his mind racing. There was something about the way she was looking at him, something… off. “You’re coming straight home after this, right?”“Of course,” she said, her voice soft. “I’ll see you soon. Love you.”“Love you too,” Steve said, though his unease lingered as the call ended. He tried to focus on work, but his thoughts kept drifting back to Jessica, to the way her lips had curved into that mischievous smile, to the flush on her cheeks. What’s she up to?When he got home, Jessica wasn’t there yet. He was pacing the kitchen when he heard her car pull into the driveway. She walked in moments later, her eyes locking onto his with an intensity that made his stomach flip. Without a word, she threw her arms around his neck and kissed him deeply, her tongue sliding against his in a way that left no doubt about her intentions.Her hand slid down his chest, then lower, fingers wrapping around the bulge in his pants. Steve groaned, his own hand reaching for her waistband, but she stopped him with a firm grip on his wrist. “Not yet,” she whispered, her breath hot against his ear. “I want to give you something first.”She led him to the bedroom, pushing him down onto the bed. He watched as she pulled off her shirt and bra, her C-cup breasts bouncing slightly as they were freed. She kept her shorts on, though, and the anticipation was almost unbearable. She climbed onto the bed, her lips brushing against his ear as she whispered, “Just relax and enjoy.”Steve did as he was told, lying back as she positioned herself between his legs. She took him into her mouth, her lips warm and wet as they wrapped around him. He groaned, his hand instinctively moving to her hair, but she grabbed his wrist and placed his hand on her phone instead. “Watch these,” she said, her voice muffled by his cock. “In order. And don’t you dare cum until they’re done.”Steve grabbed the phone, his fingers trembling slightly as he tapped on the first video. The screen lit up, and there was Jessica, standing in the living room of her old apartment. The camera was on a stand, and she was framed perfectly, her body illuminated by the soft light streaming through the windows. Music played in the background, something slow and sultry.She began to move, her hips swaying as she pulled her shirt over her head. Her bra followed moments later, and Steve’s breath caught as she cupped her breasts, her fingers pinching her nipples just as she had done during their video call. He could feel himself hardening even more, his cock throbbing in Jessica’s mouth as she continued to suck him, her pace slow and deliberate.In the video, Jessica leaned down, her lips brushing against her own nipple as she licked it, her eyes closing in pleasure. Steve groaned, his hips bucking slightly as Jessica’s tongue flicked against the tip of his cock. “That’s so fucking hot,” he muttered, his voice hoarse.Jessica pulled back slightly, looking up at him with a sly smile. “Don’t stop watching,” she said, her voice low and sultry. She reached out towards the camera, and the video ended abruptly.Steve glanced down at her, his chest heaving. “You’re killing me,” he said, his voice strained.“Good,” she replied, her lips curving into a wicked smile. “But we’re just getting started.”

Steve received a seductive video call from Jessica at work, during which she teased him by exposing her breasts and playing with her nipples. Later, Jessica called Steve again, this time from the bathroom, revealing that a muscular man was doing a walk-through of their apartment. When Steve arrived home, Jessica greeted him with a passionate kiss and led him to the bedroom, where she performed oral sex on him while making him watch a series of pre-recorded videos of herself stripping and teasing.

Steve was halfway through his workday when his phone buzzed with a video call from Jessica. He grinned the moment her face appeared on the screen, her bright blue eyes sparkling with mischief. _She’s up to something,_ he thought, his pulse already quickening.

“Hey, babe,” she said, her voice low and playful. “Just wanted to let you know the apartment’s all cleaned up. Just waiting for the maintenance guys to show up for the final walk-through.”

“Got it,” Steve replied, leaning back in his office chair. His eyes narrowed as she bit her lip, her fingers creeping to the hem of her shirt. “What are you doing?”

Jessica didn’t answer. Instead, she slowly pulled her shirt down, revealing her bare C-cup breasts. Her nipples were already hard, and she pinched them between her fingers, rolling them gently as she smirked at him. “Just keeping you entertained at work,” she teased, her voice dripping with seduction.

Steve’s breath hitched. “You’re a damn tease, you know that?” he growled, his hand instinctively moving to his thigh under the desk. He could feel the heat building in his groin as he watched her fingers play with her nipples, tugging them slightly, then circling them in slow, deliberate motions.

She laughed softly, the sound sending a shiver down his spine. “You love it,” she purred. Her eyes flicked down as if she could see the bulge in his pants, and for a moment, Steve swore she could. Her fingers continued their torment, her breathing hitching slightly as she teased herself—and him.

Suddenly, a loud knock at the door startled them both. Jessica quickly pulled her shirt back up, her cheeks flushing. “That’s my cue,” she said, her voice still breathy. “I’ll call you later. Love you.”

“Love you too,” Steve muttered, though he was already frustrated and painfully hard. The screen went black, and he leaned back in his chair, running a hand through his hair. _She’s going to be the death of me._

Half an hour later, his phone buzzed again. Jessica’s face appeared on the screen, but this time, she was in the bathroom. Her hair looked slightly disheveled, and there was a flush to her cheeks that hadn’t been there before. “Hey,” she said, her voice a little huskier than usual.

“Hey,” Steve replied, his eyes narrowing as he studied her. “Everything okay?”

“Yeah,” she said, biting her lip again. “The guy doing the walk-through isn’t the landlord. It’s that tall, muscular guy we’ve seen mowing the lawns.”

Steve’s eyebrows shot up. “Him? What’s he doing there?”

Jessica shrugged, but there was a glint in her eye that made Steve’s stomach tighten. “He’s just checking the apartment. The internet guy showed up too, but I asked him to wait a few minutes so I could call you first. Cell service here is terrible, so…”

“Got it,” Steve said, his mind racing. There was something about the way she was looking at him, something… _off._ “You’re coming straight home after this, right?”

“Of course,” she said, her voice soft. “I’ll see you soon. Love you.”

“Love you too,” Steve said, though his unease lingered as the call ended. He tried to focus on work, but his thoughts kept drifting back to Jessica, to the way her lips had curved into that mischievous smile, to the flush on her cheeks. _What’s she up to?_

When he got home, Jessica wasn’t there yet. He was pacing the kitchen when he heard her car pull into the driveway. She walked in moments later, her eyes locking onto his with an intensity that made his stomach flip. Without a word, she threw her arms around his neck and kissed him deeply, her tongue sliding against his in a way that left no doubt about her intentions.

Her hand slid down his chest, then lower, fingers wrapping around the bulge in his pants. Steve groaned, his own hand reaching for her waistband, but she stopped him with a firm grip on his wrist. “Not yet,” she whispered, her breath hot against his ear. “I want to give you something first.”

She led him to the bedroom, pushing him down onto the bed. He watched as she pulled off her shirt and bra, her C-cup breasts bouncing slightly as they were freed. She kept her shorts on, though, and the anticipation was almost unbearable. She climbed onto the bed, her lips brushing against his ear as she whispered, “Just relax and enjoy.”

Steve did as he was told, lying back as she positioned herself between his legs. She took him into her mouth, her lips warm and wet as they wrapped around him. He groaned, his hand instinctively moving to her hair, but she grabbed his wrist and placed his hand on her phone instead. “Watch these,” she said, her voice muffled by his cock. “In order. And don’t you dare cum until they’re done.”

Steve grabbed the phone, his fingers trembling slightly as he tapped on the first video. The screen lit up, and there was Jessica, standing in the living room of her old apartment. The camera was on a stand, and she was framed perfectly, her body illuminated by the soft light streaming through the windows. Music played in the background, something slow and sultry.

She began to move, her hips swaying as she pulled her shirt over her head. Her bra followed moments later, and Steve’s breath caught as she cupped her breasts, her fingers pinching her nipples just as she had done during their video call. He could feel himself hardening even more, his cock throbbing in Jessica’s mouth as she continued to suck him, her pace slow and deliberate.

In the video, Jessica leaned down, her lips brushing against her own nipple as she licked it, her eyes closing in pleasure. Steve groaned, his hips bucking slightly as Jessica’s tongue flicked against the tip of his cock. “That’s so fucking hot,” he muttered, his voice hoarse.

Jessica pulled back slightly, looking up at him with a sly smile. “Don’t stop watching,” she said, her voice low and sultry. She reached out towards the camera, and the video ended abruptly.

Steve glanced down at her, his chest heaving. “You’re killing me,” he said, his voice strained.

“Good,” she replied, her lips curving into a wicked smile. “But we’re just getting started.”

A young couple, Steve and Jessica, navigate the excitement and anticipation of moving in together, with Jessica's final walk-through of her old apartment revealing unexpected encounters and desires.
Jessica, unable to resist teasing Steve, uses a series of seductive videos to keep him on the edge, exploring the themes of exhibitionism and voyeurism.
The narrative delves into the couple's shared fantasy of involving a third person in their intimate moments, with Jessica's interactions with a tall, muscular maintenance worker adding an extra layer of intrigue and erotic tension.
The story unfolds through Steve's perspective, capturing his growing arousal and anticipation as Jessica's videos unfold, each one more provocative than the last, keeping him on the edge of pleasure.

Her Final Show

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