As I sit here watching you standing in front of the sink washing dishes it occurs to me how sexy you look. My eyes wander up and down your entire body over and over again. You are talking about the days events which normally hold my interest but right now all I can muster is an occasional "uh ha" or "yes, baby".
I am just too distracted to hold this conversation with you but you are still oblivious and keep chatting on and on. I watch as you bend over the sink and drop your big hands into the soapy water. Your tight ass demands my full attention and my eyes are riveted on it as I notice your occasional slight shift to place a clean dish on the drain board. It seems as if you are trying to entice me but I know that you are not because you are still chatting incessantly. Your back is turned to me...you cannot see the hunger, the lust, the love in my eyes. Your little dance back and forth while you wash and place the dishes, as well as knowing that there is nothing on underneath your jeans is too much for me. I get up out of my chair, walk up behind you, place my hands on your ass, and begin to slowly massage it. You turn slightly towards me, stop in mid-sentence and say, "Baby, I am doing the dishes!"
"So" I answer, "dishes can wait."
"No, baby I want to get them done and out of the way."
If you would just turn and see the look in my eyes, you'd know you're fighting a losing battle. Still behind you, still massaging your asscheeks I get up on my tiptoes, lean into you and whisper "Baby, I know how much you love it when I touch your ass."
"Yes babe, I do love it...just not right now."
Your attempts to dissuade me do not work. In fact they make me want you more. I press myself into you and know that you can feel my hard nipples against your back. Reaching my hands around you, I slide them up under your T-shirt and run my hands all over your hard chest. "Sweetheart, I really want to get these dishes out of the way, so if you would just step back... "
Ignoring you, my hands move down your belly. I rub your chest, and with my other hand, I lift your shirt over your back, and slick your skin with wet kisses. Undressing you, I move my hands to your pants, and slowly unbutton and unzip your jeans. Pulling your pants open, I reach in, my hands playing over you. Both hands move back to your tight ass, caressing, rubbing, and loving it. I slide your pants down, letting them pool at your ankles. But.... you are still washing those damn dishes. I move my index finger from the bottom of your ass crack all the way to the top and down again several times. I feel your entire body begin to relax. My hands reach further until I find your balls. I trace my fingernails all over them.