It all started when my boyfriend of ten months invited me over to his place for some Netflix and chill.
Totally unsuspecting of what Eric had in store for me, I skipped over to my closet and chose a light, floral summery dress that beautifully emphasised my best assets, hugging my body in all the right places and ended right below my butt. The fact that it only had two strings holding it up around my neck eliminated the need for a bra and kept me from feeling uncomfortable in the heat.
Besides, not wearing a bra was a really liberating feeling. Also, the freedom my not wearing it gave to Eric's wandering hands didn't hurt either. Smiling, I brushed out my dark hair that ended mid-waist and proceeded to slip on a lacy thong underneath my dress. It was one of Eric's favourites and I decided to put it on, just in case watching movies wasn't the only thing he wanted to do.
Reaching Eric's place, I knocked on his door, only to find it unlocked. Quickly texting him a 'I'm here' I let myself in and locked the door behind me.
Eric's house was huge since his parents - both of them doctors - were pretty loaded. But they were hardly ever home since the hospital they worked at was a good couple of hours away and their work kept them extremely occupied, rendering them unable to undertake the long journey everyday. As far as I knew, they lived in an apartment not far away from the hospital and only visited their house once every couple of months.
Not that I minded though. It was extremely nice to have a private place where we could spend some time together without the fear of being disturbed or overheard.
I found Eric sitting on the kitchen table and smiled at him before leaning in to press my lips against his, to which he responded with a soft groan and a squeeze to my behind. "Hello there, doll." He grinned, pressing soft kisses to my jawline. "I love the dress. You look gorgeous."
"Thank you," I set my purse on the table, pushing my hair behind my ear before looking at him with a soft smirk. "I think you'd love what I have underneath this dress even more though."
"Oh?" He raised a playful eyebrow, his large, warm hand already gripping my thigh. He licked his lips before smirking. "Can I see?"
I shook my head, a teasing smile curving my lips. "What's the hurry, babe? You can feel it for now."
Eric's pupils dilated as he leaned in closer, his hand making an upward descent on my thighs as he gently pushed them apart. "Is that an invitation, doll?"
I shrugged, determined to keep up my act of nonchalance. "You said you had Beer to drink. Got any snacks to go with it?"
Eric chuckled. "You're going to act all cool and unbothered, huh?" He removed his hand from my thigh, where his fingers had just begun to graze the hem of my dress and got up from his chair to retrieve two cans from the fridge along with a couple of packets of snacks.
I licked my lips, eyeing the prominent veins in his hands as he set my can down in front of me before popping it open with one hand and sliding it towards me. "Drink," he grinned, running his other hand through his long-ish copper coloured hair casually. "It ought to actually cool you down. I can practically envision you creaming your panties right now."
I swallowed. He wasn't wrong. I was creaming my panties. My heat had started to throb the moment he'd placed his hand on my thigh and I was this close to losing it completely when he'd stood up, leaving me hot with anticipation.
"I'm not creaming my panties!" I rolled my eyes, crossing my legs defiantly as I pressed the can to my mouth taking a long swig. "You're just full of yourself."
"Am I now?" My boyfriend quirked his brow challengingly. "Do you want me to bend you over this table and check personally, doll?"
My mouth dried. I'd be lying if I wasn't tempted but I chose not to reply to the sensual question and changed the topic. "I thought we were watching movies?"
"We are," Eric smirked. "But I'm waiting for the boys to come over."
"The boys?" I repeated. "You mean, the boys from your basketball team?"
"Yeah, the very same. Now, let's not change the topic, shall we? I still need an answer." His eyes shone with mischief. "What if I bend you over right now and find out that I was right?"
"You wouldn't dare." I looked at him with uncertainty.
"Oh I would," He was behind me before I could even finish my sentence and was lifting me off the chair to push me flat against the smooth tabletop. One strong hand on my lower back to keep me from moving around too much, he lifted my dress with his other hand, his dominant streak in full force.