I hear you fumbling with your key at the door and get up to open it for you. You look up at me with that shy but playful smile on your face that always gets my heart beating a bit faster. I know you have been looking forward to this as much as I have and I am sure you hurried home from work, anxious to see how things will go.
After a little kiss hello I look down at you and say, “It begins now, right”? You just bite your lower lip and nod a silent yes. “Alright”.
We are both fully aware of the specifics of the bet so there is no reason to go over them again. You lost, and now all weekend you would listen to me. Do what I said, wear what I picked out, and allow me to do what I wanted to you, the whole package.
I can only imagine the thoughts running through your mind as I lead you towards the bedroom. God how I love watching you doing even the simplest thing like walking down the hallway. Your firm, tight ass looks so good, your hips rock back and forth, your hair swaying across your shoulders. It’s going to be tough, but I have to restrain myself. I have plans and I know you will enjoy every minute of them.
As we enter the room you see something on the bed and head over that way while I move to the easy chair in the corner and sit down.
“That is what I want you to put on for me”
Looking back over your shoulder I see the twinkle in your eye as you reply with a simple “Of Course”.
Picking up the pile of lace and satin you start to head off to the bathroom. “No, right here. I want to watch”.
You move around to my side of the bed and stand a few feet in front of me, placing the lingerie on the bed. First you pull your sweater over your head. Your hair spills out from the collar and falls over your bare shoulders. The white lace of your bra contrasts against your smooth, soft skin beautifully.
Standing on display for me has already begun to have an effect on you as is evident by your hard nipples straining against the fabric that restrains them. You reach to the clasp in the middle and release them, sliding your hands up to cup your own breast and knead them momentarily before you let the straps fall from your shoulders and expose your breast to me.
I long to rise from my chair, approach you and take one of your sweet, tight nipples into my mouth. Suck it in between my lips and hold it there while I circle it with the tip of my tongue over and over. Slowly at first them flicking it quickly until I feel you cradle my head in your hands, pulling my face against your breast and hear you moan out. I do not though, not yet. Instead I refocus on the delicious show you are giving me.
You have turned your back to me while you reach behind you and lower the zipper on your skirt. Once it has slid down your legs and gathered at your ankles you hook your thumbs under the waistband of your white thong and bend over at the waist, keeping your knees locked while you lower them. The site of you bent over like this exposing your pussy to me sends a chill down my back. Your lips already gleam from the juices that have begun to coat them. I lick my lips with anticipation.