Weeks went by and still Casey had not seen or heard from Callie. After their hot rendezvous outside the night club, all he could think about was getting her naked again. He picked up his phone and dialed her number, only to get her voicemail.
Callie held up her phone to see his name flashing across the screen. "Oh Casey, are you missing me?" she said to herself, laughing as she tucked her phone away. She loved how desperate he was for her at this moment and wasn't sure if she really wanted to give him what he wanted...yet.
She fell back onto her bed, nestling her head onto the fluffy white pillows. She laid there thinking about Casey and their last encounter. Just thinking about his dick stiff and up right made her damp down below. She thought about his fingers, teasing her clit into a hard swollen nub. How his tongue could make her whimper when he harassed her nipples. By now she was horny and beginning to rub her hand between her firm thighs.
She quickly kicked off her pants and worked her way out of her pink thong. The air from the room cooled her moistened pussy and set chills up her belly. As she continued to think about Casey she traced her fingers down her smooth stomach, slowly opening her thighs. As her pink slick lips began to separate, she slowly slid her finger over her wet throbbing clit. As she massaged the tingling nub harder in circular motions, she could feel her warm sticky cream begin to flow, gradually trickling out her pussy and down her ass. Her hips, beginning to thrust forward and back with each stroke of her finger, she could feel her tummy tightening as she worked herself closer to orgasm. She continued to manipulate her clit occasionally giving it a pinch between her fingers. As her body quaked she slid her finger down the slickened trail that was her clit and inserted it into her warm wet pussy. As she pumped herself, her fingers became engulfed in her sultry cum as she sent herself into climax. Once the waves of orgasm settled, she withdrew her fingers and headed to the bathroom leaving her undergarments spread along the foot of her bed. She cleaned up at the sink and stood starring at the mirror. She let out a sigh as she turned off the water knowing she could not hold out much longer before she would need Casey's cock in her.
A few days had gone by and Casey still had heard nothing. He was getting tired of jacking himself off thinking about her. At work he tried to stay occupied with bartending duties, but he couldn't help scanning the crowd each night in hopes of seeing her again.
Again, his shift ended and he walked out to his truck, disappointed in not seeing her perched up on his tail- gate. He drove home alone...again.
Like always he jumped in the shower and threw on some loose fitting sweats that sat low on the hips and decided to forfeit the shirt. He planted himself on his bed lying atop the covers and flipped on the TV.
Callie sat on her large comfy sofa as she read through her messages. Occasionally looking up at the TV screen not really paying much attention to what was on. As she read the multiple messages from Casey, her pussy began to tingle in reply to his pleadings and graphic descriptions of what he wanted to do to her. She thought about pleasuring herself again but not tonight. She tossed her phone on the table and headed to her bedroom. She quickly slipped into some sexy lingerie, grabbed her coat and scarf and headed out the door.
She pulled up the long gravel drive and threw her car in park and shut off the engine. Her insides quivered in excitement over the thrill of what was to come.
Casey continued to flip through the stations when he thought he heard a car door. He paused for just a moment and shrugged off what he thought was his imagination. As he settled on a station to watch he heard a quick rattle at his front door. Not expecting anyone this late...or really this early on the morning...it was rounding 3am; he hurried down the hall and made his way down the steps. Casey, without hesitation, opened the door to see Callie standing before him.
"It's been awhile " she teased as he took a step into the doorway obviously still surprised by seeing her standing there in a knee length black coat tied around the waist, silhouetting her curves perfectly and shiny black stilettos. She had thought the shoes to be a bit cliché, but hey, sexy is sexy no matter how you look at it.
Casey swallowed hard trying to find words as his cock bounced to life in his pants. All he could manage was a question he already had an answer for. "You want to come in?"
As she seductively strutted past him he shut the door and gave his standing prick a swat in hopes to lower the erect tee -pee he had down below. Without saying a word she grabbed his hand and led him up the stairs. She still remembered the layout of his house. Casey could only smile as he followed her swaying tight ass up the stairs watching her exposed calves flex with each step she took in her arched heels. She led him up the steps and into the dark living space occupied by a simple sofa set, TV, and a kitchen table nestled in the back corner. The lights were off with only an orange illumination from the porch light seeping in from the front window giving the room a sexy seductive glow.
Callie turned to face him. He was so fucking hot standing there in front of her in his grey sagging sweats sitting just so on his hips. His was chest bare and chiseled with his muscles pulsating with nervousness. She could tell he was going commando by the way his cock swayed freely beneath the fabric as he shifted his weight from one foot to another.
"You ready to play hot stuff?" She questioned as she began to unbutton her jacket.
"Fuck yea" he responded as his cock quickly stood at attention as she dropped her coat to the floor. Flexing his hands, he readied himself to get a firm grip on whatever part of her body he could.
"Damn" was all he could muster up as his mouth went dry and his heart begun to race.
She stood there wearing a black Teddy. This was no usual Teddy....at least not one he had ever seen before but he sure as hell liked it. The tight black corset gripped around her waist, accentuating her intoxicating curves and pushing up her breasts just enough her dark little nipples were close to popping out. Black silky ribbons fell alongside her hips tickling the tops of her thighs. Thin black material traced the inner side of her thighs splitting open in the front exposing her pink shaven pussy.
"I guess you like it, huh?" she asked as his eyes continued to scan her body from head to toe.
He had no words to offer at the moment and merely nodded trying to keep himself from reaching into his pants and gripping his cock in his hand. She turned away from him allowing him the view of her tight white ass, snugged so nicely under the shear black panties. All Casey could think was "too bad the back isn't opened for viewing pleasure like the front." He licked his dry lips as he watched her walk to the kitchen table and grabbed a chair.
Callie couldn't help but be turned on by her own charades. She pulled the chair from the table and slid it toward the open space she previously occupied. As she settled the seat, she smacked the wooden top encouraging him to sit.
He gave her a smirk as she tapped the chair, enjoying the view of her bent over with her breasts pushed forward by the clenching corset. She didn't have large breasts, but God damn she had nice ones. All he could think about was bending her over that chair and fucking that pink little pussy playing 'peek-a-boo' between her crotchless panties.
Callie slapped the chair again, "SIT!" she demanded.
Casey, lost in thought, hurried to the chair and sat down as ordered. His cock now standing hard and tall, as Callie tongued his sensitive ear from behind. She ran her hands down his tense arms weaving her fingers into his. She continued to work her mouth along the back of his neck as she slowly pulled his arms behind the chair.
