"Damn these days, gray skies, cold as all hell and I sit here all alone." Emma mutters to herself as she clutches a warm cup of tea. Unfolding her legs she slides out of the over stuffed armchair she had been lounging in for the past hour. Strolling by the window, she stops to glance at the reflection. Not exactly a sight to see, her golden blonde hair haphazardly pulled back, a large blue robe covering her pajamas and the giant fuzzy slippers her dog half chewed. Pulling the robe tight around her revealing her very womanly figure, the nice well-rounded breasts, the side indents to her stomach and her nicely shaped hips and thighs. "Tell me why it is I am lonely?" speaking to an invisible nobody.
Snapping her out of her self-critiquing, the phone rings. She stumbles for it, slightly dazed. "Hello?" she speaks into the receiver.
"Hey, Emma it is Dylan, I'm bored out of my mind. Would you mind if I come over, I'll bring a movie, it is a surprise!" suspiciously his words are a bit over zealous.
"Um yeah sure, you got to give me a few extra minutes to get dressed." Finally, she thinks, I am not going to be lonely.
"You're not dressed...at this time of day? Well anyways I'll be over in about 10 minutes"
"Alright see you soon." they both hang up instantaneously
"SHIT! I got to get dressed!" Emma races down the hall to her room, stripping off her robe and pajamas. Dylan is one of Emma's closest friends; he is a very good-looking guy, with permanently slicked back, umber hair and the most playful blue eyes ever seen. Dylan and her have been friends for quite a while they have always had a very playful friendship. As she slides on a thong she thinks about him, his wandering hands and a smile that always gave a hint to what was on his mind. "Built like a teddy bear," she giggles to herself as it being the best way to describe his build.
Taking a moment before putting on her bra to cup her breasts; each is more then a handful, very soft, almost milky in color except the nipples which have a baby pink color to them. Circling her fingertip around the areoles; just enough to make her nipples perk up. She shakes her head and gets back to dressing herself. Placing her breasts in to a nice lacy bra and pulling over a rather low top, low enough to tease with out giving it all away in one shot.
Sliding her nice ass into a pair of her tightest jeans. After she zips them, she runs her hands across the back of them feeling her nice tight butt. Giving it a little playful smack and giggling to herself. She applies a light bit of make-up, takes down her hair, and gives it a good brushing. Standing in the mirror she admires how quickly she went from frumpy to cute. "Must be a new world's record," she says.
Trotting out to the living room, she picks up the miscellaneous pillows, blankets and dog toys strewed around. Looking just up in time to see Dylan's Jeep pulling into her yard. She watches him get out of the vehicle and walk up to the door. Opening it before his knuckles have time to knock on it. "...A bit excited to see me are you?" Dylan smiles coyly
"You have no clue how absolutely bored and lonely I have been all day." Emma blushes faintly at her exuberance.
"So take me to movie viewing area." He is trying to look as intellectual as he sounds but ends up laughing.
Emma grabs him by the arm "You reserved balcony seats, am I correct sir? Here let me take you to them," they laugh as she leads him into the living room. Lightly she pushes him onto the couch. She grabs the movie from his hands and struts up to the TV. Bending over to put the movie in, knowing that while she is bent over, Dylan is getting a great view of her sweet white thong peaking out above her jeans. She stands up, goes over and plops on the couch with him, instantly putting her legs up into his lap.
"Tell me, since when am I your personal leg rest?" He asks with an eyebrow raised.
"As of about 12 seconds ago." she says promptly, smirking. "Aww, damn I forgot the popcorn on the counter." She gets up and walks out to the kitchen. While out there, she fixes her lovely low-cut shirt, pulling it down just enough to give him a teasing view at her soft breasts. Making sure it clings to all the right spots. Grabbing the popcorn, she returns to her original position on the couch, of course with her legs on Dylan's lap. Setting the bowl in her lap, the movie begins. They are sitting quietly, but she just cannot keep still, she playfully pokes Dylan. Looking at her out of the corner of his eye, he grabs a handful of popcorn. Emma pokes him again; once again he looks at her out of the corner of his eye. This time he throws a piece of popcorn at her and it lands right between her breasts, down her shirt. She gasps he breaks out laughing.
"You know what you have got to do now, right?" Emma says.
"No, what do I have to do?"
"You have to get it out of there." She knew she was taking a risk with that.
"Oh, now do I?" He said seconds before he lunges, pushing his hand down her shirt. Out of pure shock and playfulness, she grabs his arm, and then bites his neck. All of the sudden he stops. Just shivering, in a way she had never felt him shiver before. Pausing, she thinks, has she hurt him? But that thought is quickly nixed when she hears a faint moan. Biting down just a little bit harder, she hears a gasp and another moan. Shifting his body so he is on top of her, Emma has yet to release her oral grip on his neck. Sucking the area a bit and tracing it with her tongue. He grabs her hips and pulls him self closer in-between her legs. Emma lets go of his neck. Admiring the mark she left. Dylan pulls back and looks at her smiling. "Do it again."
Emma bites down onto his neck again, biting and sucking as hard as she can, letting go long enough to peel Dylan's shirt off him. Biting down on his neck again, and then she starts biting down his chest and back up to his neck. Dylan, grabbing her hips, grinds her. Emma closes her eyes, taking a deep breath. She is already beginning to feel wet. Dylan slides one of his hands up Emma's shirt. He feels the soft skin of her breast on his fingertips and himself growing harder with pleasure. His hand goes behind her back and unclips her bra. When she lets go of his neck; he sits back and pulls her up with him.
Pulling the shirt off, the bra coming with it, to expose her womanly pillows. He just stares at them. Her nipples are already hard, he slides his hand around her breasts taking in how they feel, how soft the skin is that covers her firm breasts, even for him they are more then a handful. He puts his mouth on one of her nipples flicking his tongue around and applying slight suction.
