I can feel you. Not literally- I mean - I can't feel your hands on me or anything like that, but I can tell your eyes are watching me. You must have taken the hint when I said that my door would be unlocked in case someone wanted to get in tonight. When I talked to you on the phone earlier, I hoped you would take the hint, especially after I mentioned that tonight would be "the night" for Kevin and me.
Even now, while Kevin is slightly bent over so he can kiss me, what with me being only 5 feet tall and I, I can feel my body reacting more to your unseen eyes than to his kisses. Not that he isn't good looking. At 5'10, he is tall, especially compared to me, and muscularly thin with sort-of bookish good looks. He's kissing me deeper now, sliding his tongue between my lips and inside my mouth; his hands are playing with my short blond hair while both of us have our eyes open- two sets of blue eyes just looking at each other.
I can tell by the way that he is kissing me and running his hands up and down my back, half-bared from the halter top I'm wearing, that he has no sense of you, which is good. Kevin would not like knowing that you are watching us, but I love it. I left the door to my bedroom open, as well as the closet doors, since I don't know where you are. I'm pulling Kevin to the bed, sitting down on the edge with my legs crossed so that my short skirt rides up on my thighs. I tell him that I want him to do everything he wants with my body tonight... that I'm ready and willing for just about anything.
He grins at me slowly, the look in his eyes sending signals down my body, similar to the ones I'm getting from knowing you're there. He lies down on the bed, pulling me next to him. He slides my shirt up and over my head, exposing my sheer white bra and my hardening nipples. His hand slides down to my waist, as he lowers his mouth to suck me through my bra... I moan quietly, and as he starts to nibble on me through the thin material, my moans get more insistent.
My pussy is aching to be touched and rubbed, but the pleasure on my nipple is too great to want to give up. Instead, I edge my right leg in between Kevin's long lims, and start to grind my crotch against his leg, forcing my skirt to ride up practically to my waist. Just then, I notice a small movement outside my bedroom door. Knowing that its you, watching me... I moan louder, the wetness between my thighs increasing... and I pull Kevin's face to mine for a deep, sensual kiss....