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It was, yet another long day.
My phone had chirped while exiting the highway, and I had an inclination it might be you. But the timing was a bit strange. Typically, you don’t text between about 6 and 7, as you’re just getting home and usually tidying things, running errands, or in the shower. Plus, you know I’m either finishing things up at the office or in the car. I gaze behind me as I walk up the driveway.
It’s mid fall, and the sun has already set. As I walk through the door, my bag falls to the floor with a thud, as if oblivious to the delicate computer hardware inside. I remove my phone from my pocket, place it on the counter, grab a cup, fill it with ice, and mull vodka or whiskey. Drinking in general, especially alone, had become uncommon. But at the rate the week was going and the day in particular, the quickest path to physical relaxation and mental distracted was an absolute requirement.
Vodka is the choice, pouring a generous shot over the ice, followed by some blood orange soda. Hardly a glamorous drink, but it will be adequate, and appropriate as summer turns to a close. Really, it wasn’t a bad choice for a Wednesday night on a work week that was already at 35 hours. Tonight, miraculously, I’d escaped the office at 6:30, only to be rewarded by a 20 minute longer than usual commute, thanks to a broken down Volkswagen van which had attempted to climb the hill leaving silicon valley, and failed miserably.
Still, there was reason to celebrate, albeit in a very pathetic manner, as I'd at least get to sleep at a decent time tonight. As I pick up my phone and read the message, the suspicion of it being you turns out to be correct. My eyes scan the bright phone screen.
“Hey, how are you doing?”
It brings a smile to my otherwise downtrodden face. It was nice of your to break from your schedule to check in on me. I had warned you of my rough week ahead, and while you seemed to understand, your reaction indicated some disappointment it would be several days until we saw one another again.
“Gotta say, pretty tired right now. It’s the joy and irony of working in technology – everything is supposed to just work, but it never does. How about you?”
I pick up the glass and take a hurried sip, my shoulders relaxing as the cool beverage hits my tongue.
“Actually? Really horny.”
My eyes widening as the words flash across the screen. I almost spit out my drink in comical fashion, but instead swallow and smile to myself. While you never struck me as coy, being this direct wasn’t your style, either. Something seemed different, and I momentarily wonder if your phone has been confiscated by your roommate, who decided to have some fun at your (and my) expense. Hoping it is indeed you, my instinctual response is to be intrigued, but I remind myself that the goal tonight was to relax. Maybe, if things go well on Thursday and Friday, I’ll be able to see you Friday night. But I don’t want to overpromise, knowing all the things that can go wrong in the next 48 hours. So I decide to stall.
“Ha, seriously? Well that’s just my luck. A hot girl is telling me she’s horny, and my mind is on everything but sex right now”
“Oh. Well then, you probably shouldn’t come in to your bedroom”.
I pause and am silent, my mind processing what I just read. Wait. What? My eyes slowly trail to door leading to the bedroom. I stand in place for a few moments, processing your reply, wondering what you’re referring to. My mind starts to race and pulse quickens, knowing your mind and the fun things you’re capable of dreaming up. I cherish the anticipation, then walk down the hallway. As I swing open the bedroom door, I see lowered shades, candlelight, and soft music. I turn my head towards the bed, with you sitting upright against the headboard.
Your button-down shirt is open, bra nowhere to be found. Your bottom half is exposed as well, except for a pair of nearly see-thru bikini panties, a small wet spot almost visible. Yours hips perform a playful rock back and forth as you give me a wide smile. My jaw drops, as I let out of a soft laugh, both delighted and startled at the sight before me.
“Hope you don’t mind. I mean, when you don’t lock your doors, things happen”
“Oh no, that’s quite fine. This is uhh, something I wasn’t expecting. But is a pleasant surprise”.
My eyes scan up and down, taking in your body for a second time, still in near shock. You crook your head, a hand raising up and cupping a breast, giving it a soft squeeze. I start to wonder how long you’ve been here, waiting. I take a deep breath to make sure I’m not in a dream, and then take a step towards the bed.
“And where are you going?”
You hold out your palm, just as my knee presses against the foot of the bed. I raise an eyebrow and stop where I am.
“Oh, I’m not allowed to join you?”
“I didn’t say that, but…you said you were too tired”.
There’s a momentary, somewhat awkward pause as I consider how to respond. After a few seconds, the silence is broken as stumble out my reply
“Well, at least let me get close enough to get a good look at you.”
You pause for what seems like an eternity, then whisper softly “that’s the idea”, and slowly pull your panties to the side. My eyes widen and another low sigh slips from my mouth.
“Oh…no….wow…”
You chuckle seductively. I now know you want to tease me, and make me wait. The visual sight of your glimmering lips, combined with the tension, combined with your patience heightens my arousal I feel my cock throb on its own. Your eyes lock to mine as you trace a finger over your lips, then raise it to your mouth, the tip of your tongue darting out to slide against the side. It then falls back down your body and between your legs again.
My eyes follow your finger with quick detours to the rest of your body. As my pulse starts to slow, so does my breathing, enjoying the moment. My mind remembers your taste, and I bite my lip, tongue tracing the inside, almost as if to get warmed up. My feet locked in place, eyes squinting to get a better view as you rub two fingers back and forth, up and down, over your glistening pussy lips, your head leaning back, pushing your breasts out, as you exhale and let out a deep sigh.
Now my mind takes in the wonderful sight and my cock spontaneously throbs again. Your head springs forward at moment I wasn’t expecting, and you notice the twitch in my pants, smiling playfully. You giggle and give slow, deliberate strokes with three fingers up and down your wetness,
“Enjoying the view?”
I can only nod my head in response, feeling slightly embarrassed my arousal is so obvious. I reach down, my palm trying to flatten the growing erection, but the contact, combined with the visual display in front of me only makes it more pronounced. I let out a groaning sigh.
“Look at that, less than 2 minutes and you’ve got me from nothing to rock hard, just from seeing you”.
“Really? Hmm let’s take a look”.
You prop up and lean forward, crawling in my direction. I see your sexy ass sway back and forth and feel a groan subconsciously escape. Your rear is my favorite part of your body, and you know it. As your reach the foot of the bed, you lift a hand, unzip my fly, and unbuckle my belt. Your fingers grip the top of my underwear as your pull them down, my hard cock springing free.
A soft and playful “oohhhh” escapes your lips, as you wiggle my underwear down to my mid-thigh. The sound you produce further teases me, as your lips form an o shape, and I can only think of them being wrapped around my hard shaft. However, I can't dwell on the thought for long as you invert your palm, brushing against my balls, as your middle finger extends, then traces up between my testicles. The head of my cock twitches as an involuntary “mmmm” rises from my chest to my mouth. You tilt your head and grip the base of my cock, giving it three slow pumps, then three fast ones. I smile and exhale, taking in the pleasure of your skilled touch.
“Oh, I thought this session was about me watching you?”
You continue to pump the base of my clock rapidly, then slow down to give a verbal response.
“Not at all. Actually, it’s about giving you some much-needed stress relief”.
You look up at me with a devilish grin as our eyes meet. I smile widely and nod approvingly, as my cock throbs and back arches, mind starting to race through the naughty positions I’m about to put you in.
My phone had chirped while exiting the highway, and I had an inclination it might be you. But the timing was a bit strange. Typically, you don’t text between about 6 and 7, as you’re just getting home and usually tidying things, running errands, or in the shower. Plus, you know I’m either finishing things up at the office or in the car. I gaze behind me as I walk up the driveway.
It’s mid fall, and the sun has already set. As I walk through the door, my bag falls to the floor with a thud, as if oblivious to the delicate computer hardware inside. I remove my phone from my pocket, place it on the counter, grab a cup, fill it with ice, and mull vodka or whiskey. Drinking in general, especially alone, had become uncommon. But at the rate the week was going and the day in particular, the quickest path to physical relaxation and mental distracted was an absolute requirement.
Vodka is the choice, pouring a generous shot over the ice, followed by some blood orange soda. Hardly a glamorous drink, but it will be adequate, and appropriate as summer turns to a close. Really, it wasn’t a bad choice for a Wednesday night on a work week that was already at 35 hours. Tonight, miraculously, I’d escaped the office at 6:30, only to be rewarded by a 20 minute longer than usual commute, thanks to a broken down Volkswagen van which had attempted to climb the hill leaving silicon valley, and failed miserably.
Still, there was reason to celebrate, albeit in a very pathetic manner, as I'd at least get to sleep at a decent time tonight. As I pick up my phone and read the message, the suspicion of it being you turns out to be correct. My eyes scan the bright phone screen.
“Hey, how are you doing?”
It brings a smile to my otherwise downtrodden face. It was nice of your to break from your schedule to check in on me. I had warned you of my rough week ahead, and while you seemed to understand, your reaction indicated some disappointment it would be several days until we saw one another again.
“Gotta say, pretty tired right now. It’s the joy and irony of working in technology – everything is supposed to just work, but it never does. How about you?”
I pick up the glass and take a hurried sip, my shoulders relaxing as the cool beverage hits my tongue.
“Actually? Really horny.”
My eyes widening as the words flash across the screen. I almost spit out my drink in comical fashion, but instead swallow and smile to myself. While you never struck me as coy, being this direct wasn’t your style, either. Something seemed different, and I momentarily wonder if your phone has been confiscated by your roommate, who decided to have some fun at your (and my) expense. Hoping it is indeed you, my instinctual response is to be intrigued, but I remind myself that the goal tonight was to relax. Maybe, if things go well on Thursday and Friday, I’ll be able to see you Friday night. But I don’t want to overpromise, knowing all the things that can go wrong in the next 48 hours. So I decide to stall.
“Ha, seriously? Well that’s just my luck. A hot girl is telling me she’s horny, and my mind is on everything but sex right now”
“Oh. Well then, you probably shouldn’t come in to your bedroom”.
I pause and am silent, my mind processing what I just read. Wait. What? My eyes slowly trail to door leading to the bedroom. I stand in place for a few moments, processing your reply, wondering what you’re referring to. My mind starts to race and pulse quickens, knowing your mind and the fun things you’re capable of dreaming up. I cherish the anticipation, then walk down the hallway. As I swing open the bedroom door, I see lowered shades, candlelight, and soft music. I turn my head towards the bed, with you sitting upright against the headboard.
Your button-down shirt is open, bra nowhere to be found. Your bottom half is exposed as well, except for a pair of nearly see-thru bikini panties, a small wet spot almost visible. Yours hips perform a playful rock back and forth as you give me a wide smile. My jaw drops, as I let out of a soft laugh, both delighted and startled at the sight before me.
“Hope you don’t mind. I mean, when you don’t lock your doors, things happen”
“Oh no, that’s quite fine. This is uhh, something I wasn’t expecting. But is a pleasant surprise”.
My eyes scan up and down, taking in your body for a second time, still in near shock. You crook your head, a hand raising up and cupping a breast, giving it a soft squeeze. I start to wonder how long you’ve been here, waiting. I take a deep breath to make sure I’m not in a dream, and then take a step towards the bed.
“And where are you going?”
You hold out your palm, just as my knee presses against the foot of the bed. I raise an eyebrow and stop where I am.
“Oh, I’m not allowed to join you?”
“I didn’t say that, but…you said you were too tired”.
There’s a momentary, somewhat awkward pause as I consider how to respond. After a few seconds, the silence is broken as stumble out my reply
“Well, at least let me get close enough to get a good look at you.”
You pause for what seems like an eternity, then whisper softly “that’s the idea”, and slowly pull your panties to the side. My eyes widen and another low sigh slips from my mouth.
“Oh…no….wow…”
You chuckle seductively. I now know you want to tease me, and make me wait. The visual sight of your glimmering lips, combined with the tension, combined with your patience heightens my arousal I feel my cock throb on its own. Your eyes lock to mine as you trace a finger over your lips, then raise it to your mouth, the tip of your tongue darting out to slide against the side. It then falls back down your body and between your legs again.
My eyes follow your finger with quick detours to the rest of your body. As my pulse starts to slow, so does my breathing, enjoying the moment. My mind remembers your taste, and I bite my lip, tongue tracing the inside, almost as if to get warmed up. My feet locked in place, eyes squinting to get a better view as you rub two fingers back and forth, up and down, over your glistening pussy lips, your head leaning back, pushing your breasts out, as you exhale and let out a deep sigh.
Now my mind takes in the wonderful sight and my cock spontaneously throbs again. Your head springs forward at moment I wasn’t expecting, and you notice the twitch in my pants, smiling playfully. You giggle and give slow, deliberate strokes with three fingers up and down your wetness,
“Enjoying the view?”
I can only nod my head in response, feeling slightly embarrassed my arousal is so obvious. I reach down, my palm trying to flatten the growing erection, but the contact, combined with the visual display in front of me only makes it more pronounced. I let out a groaning sigh.
“Look at that, less than 2 minutes and you’ve got me from nothing to rock hard, just from seeing you”.
“Really? Hmm let’s take a look”.
You prop up and lean forward, crawling in my direction. I see your sexy ass sway back and forth and feel a groan subconsciously escape. Your rear is my favorite part of your body, and you know it. As your reach the foot of the bed, you lift a hand, unzip my fly, and unbuckle my belt. Your fingers grip the top of my underwear as your pull them down, my hard cock springing free.
A soft and playful “oohhhh” escapes your lips, as you wiggle my underwear down to my mid-thigh. The sound you produce further teases me, as your lips form an o shape, and I can only think of them being wrapped around my hard shaft. However, I can't dwell on the thought for long as you invert your palm, brushing against my balls, as your middle finger extends, then traces up between my testicles. The head of my cock twitches as an involuntary “mmmm” rises from my chest to my mouth. You tilt your head and grip the base of my cock, giving it three slow pumps, then three fast ones. I smile and exhale, taking in the pleasure of your skilled touch.
“Oh, I thought this session was about me watching you?”
You continue to pump the base of my clock rapidly, then slow down to give a verbal response.
“Not at all. Actually, it’s about giving you some much-needed stress relief”.
You look up at me with a devilish grin as our eyes meet. I smile widely and nod approvingly, as my cock throbs and back arches, mind starting to race through the naughty positions I’m about to put you in.
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