Footsteps…I heard your footsteps outside the bathroom wall, along the apartment hallway and felt heat between my legs…I look at my watch—you're right on time, 7:45. I marvel at your timeliness when it matters, at your masculinity, at the effect your footsteps have on my body. I turn off the lights and run naked to the bathroom.
"Baby? You here?" The acoustics cause your voice to echo through the hall, to the bathroom, causing a slight ripple in the water. The low octave of your voice gives me chills. My nipples harden. I wait in anticipation to be discovered. You walk down the hall, placing your briefcase on the hall table and your raincoat on the coat rack. Arriving in the living room you look lean against the back of the couch and gaze at the great city skyline as you remove your shoes. From the periphery, you notice flickering that seems to be coming from the bathroom. You smile to yourself and begin to shed your suit as you pick up the pace and turn left down the hallway. You skulk down the hallway, like a cat burglar looking to score a great bounty. In only your socks, your dreams of my moistness cause your member to rise, and you coax it's rising with soft strokes. You arrive at the bathroom doorway. You peek around and watch me.
I pretend you aren't there; the candles around the bathtub smell of magnolia and sea breeze and the smell is erotic. I move my hand underwater to stroke my lower lips and moan as I find the place that you have tasted many times. You watch me lazily pleasure myself and throb in response. You still feel to be the voyeur and watch me move my other hand over my breast, up my neck and against my cheek. You can't take anymore and when you notice my eyelids relax to close, you move into the bathroom. I smile, sensing your presence and turn to be greeted by your cock.
I wrap my hands around your ass and slide you towards my mouth. I love feeling you in my mouth and lovingly lap at the head and shaft. I move down your shaft until I connect with the musk of your pubic hairs; you moan loudly and twitch in my mouth. I gaze up at you sexily as I move up your shaft, circling my tongue in the upswing. I slowly stroke your cock as I flick at its opening with my tongue. My repeating motions: tongue, fingers, lips, pressure, they act in rhythm with your moaning and bring you to heightened pleasure. I lap at your dick and moan at the chance I am given to pleasure you. I feel you twitch repeatedly in my mouth and know what will soon be next if I continue….