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He’d fallen asleep. It’d been a long day for both of you. The last day of your conference and then the long drive home. I wasn’t sure why you hadn’t left yet. Scott was sitting in the recliner, so you took the seat at the opposite end of the couch from me. We’d all watched some B movie until Scott fell asleep. After a while you nudged him a few times. “He’s not going to wake up. Once he falls asleep in that chair, he’s out for a while.” You grunted an acknowledgement as you looked over and I felt your eyes linger on me.
I didn’t expect you to even come in. I’d greeted Scott with a hug and a kiss. I was wearing silk cheeky shorts and a thin camisole. He’d cupped my ass in a way that made me blush in front of you. I’d gotten waxed a couple of days ago and was ready for him to enjoy it. He’d been gone for a week now and I’d abstained from everything the whole miserable time, just like he’d asked of me. It had been a very long week.
My nipples puckered as you stared at them, and I could feel my face redden again. I grabbed the throw blanket I keep on the couch and covered myself. I picked up my knitting so I’d have a reason to not look at you. You chuckled lightly to yourself, and I darted you a warning look before returning to my needles and yarn. You shrugged and went back to watching the show on the television instead.
Scott and I had had a fight a couple weeks back when I jokingly mentioned that I wouldn’t mind if he invited you over for a play session. He’d brought up the idea before, not with you, but still. He didn’t like how much I noticed how handsome you were in a rugged sort of way or how I asked about you. It made him jealous and the rough sex that followed had been amazing and wasn’t something I wanted to soon forget.
I was getting wet just thinking of you and it bothered me. I was angry Scott had fallen asleep. He knew what I wanted, and this was his way of teasing me, making me all the more hungry. He knew his cock wasn’t the only one I wanted. Yet now he’d fallen asleep with you here and me in an outfit that was begging to be ripped off.
He’d asked me to send him more pics than usual while you two were away. I wondered if he’d shown any of them to you. It wouldn’t have been the first time. He liked showing me off Kurtköy Escort when he was drunk. He’d done it a few times when I was with him, and he knew how much I hated it, how much it embarrassed me. Still, I was curious. “Did you guys go out drinking much?”
You seemed to know what I was asking. Your devilish grin making my breath catch for a second. “A few times. Don’t worry, I took his phone away from him before he got too out of control.” You put your arm on the back of the couch, turning slightly to face me better.
I mumbled a “thank you,” without looking at you. It was clear you could tell I was uncomfortable.
“I didn’t look at anything he was trying to show me. Well, not after the first one anyways. I’m surprised you’d put up with someone who–“
“Well?” I was a bit curt and cursed myself for it. That wasn’t how I’d meant it.
“Well what?” You asked smoothly and I really couldn’t tell if you were serious.
“Well…what did you think?” I was able to ask in the sultry tone I’d meant to use before.
Looking over at you I saw your smile disappear as your face darkened. You moved closer to me, making me rethink my boldness. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have asked.” I looked down at my yarn. I felt your arm on the back of the couch behind me. I knew you were looking at me. I thought if I didn’t meet your gaze, maybe you’d move back or just leave. I hadn’t meant to frustrate you and now my anxiety was killing me. You didn’t move or say anything. After a few more tense minutes I looked up.
You were so close to me. You smelled like freshly ground coffee, and I inhaled sharply. I trembled under your gaze as you let out a low moan. Your lips were so close. I moved imperceptibly closer and noticed your beard had a hint of citrus to it. Your piercing blue-gray eyes made me forget anything else existed besides you. I moved forward and pressed my lips to yours. You put a hand in my hair and kissed me deeply, your tongue dancing with mine before I softly bit yours. You shuddered and I let out a soft sigh before realizing what was happening. “We shouldn’t,” I whispered into your lips.
“Do you want to stop?” You pulled back a little, searching my face.
I looked over at Scott as he snored lightly and then Pendik Escort back to you. I felt my pussy quiver with want. “No. Please don’t,” I begged, and something flashed across your eyes. I wanted you to kiss me again. Instead, I felt your hand slip under my camisole as you held my gaze. Your hand sliding over my stomach made me forget to breath. It was electrifying as I held your gaze as you watched my reaction to your touch.
Your devilish grin returned when you found my nipple piercing and played with the mix of metal and flesh. When I finally let out a moan you moved in, kissing my neck before you bit me suddenly. You laughed into the crook of my neck when I squeaked from the pain. Your hot breath on my skin made me break out in goose bumps. I knew your bite would leave a mark, but I didn’t have time to register what that meant as you pulled my top down and found my other nipple with your mouth. My fingers were in your hair while my other hand was grasping the couch arm.
Your hand left my breast as you moved back down my stomach and kept going. I grabbed at the blanket as Scott’s snoring erupted into a loud fit before it calmed back down. “Do you want me to stop now?”
“NO!” I nearly yelled it before remembering myself. In a hushed tone, “please, don’t stop.” Your hand returned to its journey and found the top of my cheeky shorts. I let out a muted sigh as your fingers traced all over me. You brushed over my lips a few times and my hips jerked up, wanting more, needing more, needing you. “Please!” my breathy voice quietly begged.
One finger found its way over my lips and pushed through, rubbing over my clit a few times before moving down and going deeper, deeper, deeper as I bit my tongue to keep myself quiet. You moaned a little feeling how warm and wet I was for you already. You cursed under your breath when you couldn’t move easily inside my cheeky shorts. Retreating, I grumbled in protest as I felt your absence. You let my nipple fall out of your mouth and whispered to me, “patience…” Your hand moved in through the bottom of my cheeky shorts and two fingers found their way into me as deeply as they could. My back arched and I opened the recliner on the couch and laid back.
You laughed gently and quietly Mutlukent Escort to yourself as you repositioned to get further into me. Scott made another noise and my body stiffened. You understood and your thumb found my clit as your fingers found my g-spot. It didn’t take long. I could feel myself building quickly and as I came you kissed me deeply and began pounding my pussy with your fingers again until I clenched my legs together, unable to take anymore at the moment.
You stilled but kept your fingers in me, feeling my aftershocks as we stared into each other’s eyes. I didn’t know what to say to you. I couldn’t remember the last time I’d been fingered like this. I did know that was the hardest I’d cum in a while.
When my pussy stopped quivering you took your hand back and sucked me off of your fingers. Except for the thumb. You saw how I watched you and you offered it to me. You smirked as I took it greedily and you let out a breathy “fuck.” That’s when I knew we weren’t done with each other.
Scott’s snoring stopped and you whispered to me, “pretend you’ve been sleeping.” I bit my bottom lip again. My eyes smiled at you as you moved silently back to the other end of the couch. I did as you said and laid back, slowing my breathing. I suddenly felt so guilty. I knew Scott cheated on me. Hell, I was fairly certain he’d cheated on me over the past week. But that wasn’t who I was.
I could hear Scott stir and clear his throat. “You crashing here tonight, man?”
“Yea, if you don’t mind.” There was nothing in your tone that gave anything away and I wondered if what we’d just done meant anything to you. I guess you really didn’t remember me after all. I felt a little stab in my heart that I tried desperately to push away, knowing what was about to happen.
“It’s nothing to me. As long as you don’t mind the noise.” Scott chuckled at his implication. “Someone’s been waiting.” I felt a nudge on my leg and pretended to wake groggily. I blinked a few times and opened my eyes to see him standing over me. “Alright Baby girl, I’m rested now, let’s go.”
I glared at him, and he laughed wholeheartedly. Picking me up he threw me over his shoulder, and I could see you. You were looking at me coolly and I shrugged. “Hey Scott, remember what I’d mentioned the other week?” He laughed, an odd laugh like I was missing something, and he spanked me playfully as he carried me into our bedroom, just off of the living room.
He didn’t shut the door and I kept my eyes on you as you watched me.
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