The morning light creeps through my window, it warms my skin as it hits my leg. I stretch my arms above my head and take a breath. The air energizes my exhausted body. I was out late again last night. Pushing the covers aside, I scan the curves of my form, remembering the night before. Somehow I managed to change into a wife beater and panties before climbing into bed. I roll toward the center of the mattress, stretching the entire length of my body. My eyes slowly begin to adjust to the soft glow of sunlight now washing over the room. Despite my lack of sleep, I feel anxious to begin my day. My skin tingles against the soft fibers of my bed sheets. Last night's encounter wet my appetite for desire.
It was my third date with Seth, my latest lover. He's a regular at my store and we've been flirting feverously for the past two months. The date itself seemed pretty standard, dinner followed by cocktails at the latest trendy bar. But the connection between us was electric. We couldn't keep our eyes off one another let alone our hands. His gaze made me want to pull him across the table and tear his clothes from his body.
My hand begins to explore my body through my clothes. As I daydream about last night, I'm reminded of how Seth grabbed me suddenly outside the restaurant and our lips locked in a passionate kiss. I wanted to fuck him right there. As I remember how his tongue gently teased mine, I feel a rush of fluid against the fabric of my panties. My clit swells and I squeeze my tits hard. His body was pressed tightly against me and I could feel his member through his pants, bulging against my thigh. My mind filled in the details of his form. Our bodies became more entwined with each passing moment. As he moved his caresses down my neck, his hands pawed my ample backside. I gently tossed my head back into the cool night air, gasping for a breath.