Jack Abbot used to pick on girls like you. Back before he could grow a beard, he’d call you a bookworm or a dweeb, then go home and fist his cock to pictures of girls with big glasses and their tits out in magazines or sucking the star football player’s cock (a particular favorite fantasy of his).
Now, Jack Abbot is a man, and while his tastes have certainly not changed, his attitude has, which is exactly how he ends up with you— his sweet, nerdy love.
Jack loves to hear about all your whims. He sits and asks questions as you tell him what you read about that day. He nods along as you explain the problem he’s having with his phone (of course, fixing it as you do so). He stares with heart eyes while you play your favorite game.
Jack’s interest is real, an extension of his undying love for you. Unfortunately, his cock is apparently still stuck in the eighties, because… well…
It makes him hard. So hard. All of it.
As you tell him about those books of yours, Jack is adjusting the aching length of his cock under the table. While you fix that phone, he’s subtly grinding against the meat his palm. And the video games?
Nothing is too subtle about that, because you, his beautiful and loving partner, let Jack sit next to you on the couch or park his wheelchair right beside your gaming chair. As you play your game, cursing when you make a mistake or die, Jack openly strokes his cock.
Despite his predisposition to perverseness, you know that Jack’s interest is real. In fact, you don’t mind the objectification all that much. And you especially don’t mind leveraging his little kink to get your boyfriend to cosplay and fuck you as your favorite characters.
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