I sit and I wait for you to arrive in what will be our room for the night. The anticipation of your arrival is killing me. When will you be here? What will our night be like?
The sun shines through the shear drapes as I sit and wait. I sigh and wait, trying to ignore the silence as I feel butterflies fill my stomach...
I lay back on the cozy comforter on top of the made bed with my hands resting behind my head. My full breasts try to break free of the lace that binds them as my cleavage opens up to reveal a warm, soft, smooth place in between. I look down and take in each breast's appearance separately. Both of my nipples are erect, nearing the edge of the lace, each one on the very verge of slipping out. My hardened nipples are almost free. I look father down my body as I lay back flat. Peeking out from under my short lace skirt is the tops of my thighs also adorned in lace. I begin to feel a growing warmth between my legs as my thighs gently rub against each other in their silky stockings. My high heeled shoes are shiny and sexy. It makes me giggle out loud, when I think of the surprised look you will get on your face when you arrive and I open the door. I picked this outfit especially for you, I hope that you will like it...
I relax back and try to mentally push away the agonizing anticipation. When will you be here? I close my eyes and try to pass the time. I do a mental check list in my head: rum (check), ice (check), condoms (check), slick lubricant (check), perfume lightly applied (check), lipstick... It doesnt help, thoughts of you are invading my mind, all I can think is: When will you get here??!!??!!
I begin to daydream of what our night will be like to pass the time and to ward off my nervousness...
Our bodies are close as we lay together. Your head is resting on my shoulder. I watch you as you slip your finger tips under my lace bra. You begin to firmly squeeze and knead at my breast farthest from you. I watch you, as you watch your hand searching over my chest. My nipples are erect under the lace bra and I ache for them to be be between your wet lips. Unknowingly to you, your breath is gently blowing over the nipple closest to you, keeping it hard, and causing it to reach upwards for the warmth of your mouth through the lace.
My leg is slid in between your strong manly thighs. I feel your cock harden. As I take in the site of you playing with my tit, I move my leg slightly against you, feeling your dick inside of your underwear rub against my thigh. Your hand moves to the opposite side of my chest and you give my other breast the much needed attention it craves.
I gently pull myself away and you roll onto your back. I look over you, from head to toe, while I gently and softly glide my red nails along your chest and torso. Your cock is trying against your underwear to break free and stand straight up at attention. I kneel beside you and watch your dick closely, gently blowing heat on it. I watch it twitch under your white cotton. I move my hand to the shaft and I close my fingers around your cock through your underwear. I almost do not want to bare it just yet - but I want to make you agonize over me letting it out. My eyes tempt you to tell me what you wish for but you lay there, watching me play. You have such serious silence.
You fit perfectly in my hand. I laugh to myself, I think I just might want it free faster then you do....
I sit there tracing your balls and stiff cock through your briefs until I can wait no longer. I pull the elastic band down and hear you moan a sigh of relief. Perhaps you did want it out more then I did? I take your underwear completely off and kneel back to look at all of you.