There was an instant attraction between us. I could feel it the moment I stepped into your flat, despite my cold fingers and the nervous tingling in my stomach. That subtle tension. We both know why I am here today and exchange a knowing smile as I come in and give you a hug.
I leave my shoes and jacket in the hall and follow you through into the living room. You are wearing comfortable pants and a hoodie that is a bit too big for you. It looks kind of cute. I notice the arms are too long when you reach up to tuck a strand of your dark hair behind your ear. The zip is not fully drawn up and offers me an exciting glance at your skin. Aren't you wearing anything beneath?
We talk for a while and I get the feeling that you're teasing me. Little touches, not so subtle glances and when the zip opens yet a bit further while you play around with it, purely by accident of course, the conversation comes to a halt.
We are both silent for a few breaths but just when I decide to tilt my head a little and lean towards you, my stare fixed on your full lips, you suddenly stand with a cheeky grin and say you have to go somewhere.
My eyes are glued to your behind as you waltz out of the room and disappear down the hallway. If it was your goal to make my pants quite a bit more uncomfortable you definitely succeeded. You are gone for quite some time and I am beginning to wonder if I should just follow when I hear you calling for me.
In the hall I can hear soft music coming from the bedroom and the moment I stand in the doorframe you tell me to stay there and strip. I don't know what my face does in that moment but you laugh and I quickly get back on track and rip my clothes off.
You are lying in bed and as far as I can tell you are naked. At least your pants and the hoodie are on the floor next to the bed and on top lies something else that looks suspiciously like a pair of panties. You notice me looking at your clothes and when our eyes meet again you wink sexily.
My eyes wander over your outstretched arms, the soft skin of your neck and down to where the blanket covers the swell of your breasts and the rest of your body.
"Sit there." You point at the foot of the bed. I can see that your legs are tightly closed and sit cross-legged and naked by your feet. I am just starting to reach out to put my hand onto your leg, but you stop me and whisper seductively for me to pull the blanket very slowly off you. "No touching. You may only look!"
With a smile I grab the edge and pull barely noticeably but steadily. "What does that feel like? The cool, thin sheets gliding softly over your skin? If I am not allowed to touch you directly, I'll caress you like this." I think I can see you tremble and imagine goosebumps appearing all over your tender skin.