Anonymous

“This party is boring.” She groaned to Carolyn as they sipped martinis.

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw him moving towards her. He’d been looking at her for an hour while pretending to talk sports with the guys. She knew that look.

Feeling him graze the small of her back, he swiftly grabbed her hand pulling her wordlessly towards the door. She stumbled in her heels behind him. Setting her drink down with a smile.

He still hadn’t said a word when they entered the house. Spinning her around, he used their bodies to quickly close the door. With his body pressed against hers, his hands wandered to her bare thighs then her behind. She felt his hardness as his touch explored her dampness. Both were breathless in their quiet house.

Taking her hand, less firmly this time, he led her upstairs.

“Lay down. Let me undress for you.”

And she did.

Slowly.

As he watched mesmerized.

Touching her bare skin deliberately as her black dress slipped down her body, she stood before him in black pushup bra, black lace thong and black heels.

She crossed the space and straddled him. His erection was pushing against his zipper.

Removing his shirt, button by button, then his belt, she crawled down the length of his body pulling off his pants and underwear in one tug.

Kissing his inner thighs, she began making her way up leisurely. Past his stomach, pausing at his ribs, nibbling both nipples, finally reaching his neck. She whispered, “I love you” into his parted lips before taking his tongue in her mouth.

He pressed against her thong desperate to enter her.

Swiftly flipping her, he started at her neck feeling his way all the way down her center. Shivers engaged her every nerve ending as his tongue found everything.

And he didn’t stop caressing her with his hands or mouth until he got the answer they both wanted.

Her back arched.

He pushed inside.

Slowly.