Neil stepped out of the shower room into the bedroom and stood in front of the mirror. He dropped the towel that was fixed loosely round his waist and began flexing his arms and turning to look at his shoulders and back muscles in the mirror.
"Saoirse! Come and see this!" he called.
Saoirse came out from the kitchen and stopped, leaning against the bedroom door frame when she saw him standing naked with his back to her, admiring himself in the mirror. She folded her arms and caught his eye in the mirror, raising her eyebrows and jabbing her tongue into the side of her mouth to try and hide her smile. "Oh yeah Neil, any excuse to get your bum out!" she said with mock annoyance.
"Well yeah but that's not why I called you. Look at that!" he said, flexing to show her his upper arm, shoulder and back muscles. "I'm finally getting the definition back." he said.
Saoirse approached him and squeezed his shoulders. "Oofftt! Delts on you boy! Very impressive, Neil." she said, surveying his reflection in the mirror. "All that work in the gym is paying off." she kissed his back, squeezed his ass and turned, walking out of the room just as she felt a sharp sting on her own ass cheek and turned round quickly. Neil had smacked her with his towel. "AAAAHHH!" she cried, holding her hands to her ass and inhaling sharply.
Neil laughed. "Get back here! Let me see you!" Neil demanded as Saoirse stepped hesitantly back into the bedroom. He approached her, sweeping her up in his arms and kissing her while moving over to the bed. He dropped her on the edge of the bed and stood back. "Mmmm new pants?" he asked, taking in her curves. She wore a cropped purple tie-dye t-shirt and a pair of purple, high-leg mesh pants.
"Yes, new pants." she smiled as she reached up to his shoulders and pulled herself up onto her knees to close the height difference a bit. He grabbed her waist and turned her round slightly, rubbing her ass cheek in soft circles where he'd snacked her with the towel and looking at her ass. "They're very nice!" he said, running his hand up the line of her pants on her ass cheeks.
Saoirse giggled. "That's not even the best part! Get a load of this..." she said, turning round to face him, sitting back down on the bed, lifting her right leg up and bending her knee so her foot rest on the bed, spreading her legs in front of him.
Neil's face fell into a deep frown. "They're crotchless? Oooh fuck!" he groaned and his cock stirred.
Saoirse gave him a wry smile. "Oooh yeah!" she said, mimicking the tone in his voice. "Do you approve, then?" she asked.
"I'm not sure how many ways there are to say 'fuck yeah' but all of them apply!" he groaned, trying his best but failing to look anywhere other than at the little glimpse of her pussy teasing him through the small opening in the crotch of her pants. He lifted her leg and sat beside her on the edge of the bed and turned to face her, pulling her body towards him and kissing her passionately.
Saoirse rested her bent leg on top of Neil's and placed her left leg over the edge of the bed with her toes touching the floor. Neil's hands wandered all over her body, stroking and grasping at her skin as he kissed her slowly but hungrily. She found herself tracing round each of the muscle groups in his upper arms, shoulders and back with her fingertips and the palms of her hands. She'd noticed the change in his definition and had told him but he had finally seen the results for himself and his testosterone levels were rising by the minute. He started stroking his hands up her thighs and she moaned quietly as he worked his way up her inner thighs with his right hand. He stroked his fingers in between the bands on the crotchless pants, into her wet pussy. She moaned a breathless "Mmmm." and Neil stopped kissing her, lifted her right ankle, pulling her right leg across his lap and opening up her pussy to him. They looked in each other's eyes as he dipped his fingertips into her wetness then stroked up to her clit, gently rubbing her juices over it. "Oooh!" she moaned and jumped and grasped his wrist.
"Too hard?" he whispered, pulling his hand away. She nodded. "Left hand side?" he asked, gently sliding the pad of his middle fingertip along her lips to the most sensitive spot on the left of her clit.
She gasped and closed her eyes briefly, her forehead furrowing with the sensations from him touching her. "You know it!" she whispered. He laughed quietly and kissed her on the lips. "Still a bit too much." she gasped, reaching for his fingers and guiding them into stroking so gently that they barely moved at all. She looked into his eyes and nodded, exhaling as gently as she could. "Yeah. Like that." she whispered. He nodded back at her and grasped her round the waist with his left arm, pulling her closer to him and resting his forehead against hers. Saoirse held his left thigh with her right hand, trying to steady herself and gripped his right shoulder with her left hand as she closed her eyes, breathed and moaned softly, letting the pleasure flow through her.
Neil kissed her softly on the lips, keeping their foreheads together. "Is that OK, does it feel good?" he whispered, watching her reaction. She nodded, moving her right hand from his thigh to his chest. "Can you cum like this?" he whispered. She opened her eyes, looking at him. "In this position I mean." he whispered.
She nodded, looking at him. "Yeah. Yeah I can cum like this. It might just take a while." she said with a shy look on her face, her voice breathless.
"Take your time, beautiful. I'm not rushing you." he said, kissing her forehead gently. "Are you comfortable though?" he asked. She breathed out a long sigh and sat up slightly as he stopped touching her.
