"Let's go upstairs," he says.
"OK. You go up. I'll be right behind you," she says.
They kiss once more, long and deep. She moans. He goes upstairs to the bedroom. He kicks off his jeans. Their make-out session has caused his semi-hard dick to dribble pre-cum, and the wet spot is clearly visible on his boxer shorts. For a moment, he grips his shaft through the fabric, but quickly releases it. He takes off his shirt and lies down in bed. He props himself up on some pillows and waits.
After a minute or two she enters the room. She stops beside the dresser and looks at him.
"Hey baby," she says.
"Hey," he replies.
They smile.
"Come over here," he says as he climbs out of bed. She stands before him. He touches her face. His fingers trail lightly down the sides of her neck. His hands cup her face, and he kisses her. They continue to kiss. He slides his hands down her arms. When they reach her wrists, he breaks the kiss and grips her wrists tightly. He pins her hands to her sides and stares into her eyes. He is looking that little spark of wickedness in her expression, and he finds it.
"You have more clothes on than I do," he says, "Take them off."
He releases his grip and sits on the edge of the bed. She steps back and slowly strips down to her sexy red bra and thong underwear. All the while, he stares intently. She reaches back to unhook her bra, but he stops her. He stands behind her and runs his hands over her still-confined breasts. He pauses to pinch her nipples through the lacy fabric. She bites her lip and suppresses a moan. He parts her long hair and kisses the back of her neck. Her eyes are half closed. He unhooks her bra and lets it fall. Her nipples stiffen as the cool air hits them. They are aching for attention. He places a chair in front of her.
"Put your hands here," he tells her, indicating a spot toward the back of the seat.
She bends gracefully and rests her palms on the seat as she is directed.
"Good," he says.
He takes a moment to admire her beautiful form. Her straight legs hoist her beautiful backside up in the air. Her tits hang seductively beneath her arched back. Her hair drapes down along her toned arms. He runs the tip of his index finger down her neck, her back, and the tiny strip of silk between the cheeks of her ass. He grasps the thong and gives it a gentle tug. The fabric digs into her pussy and she gasps. He slips a finger past her panties and into her pussy. She is wet. Very wet.
