We both pretend I'm not watching you. But you know I am and I know that you are not only fully aware, but that you get off on it. It's our little game. Watching you when you're alone is such a turn on for me. Eventually I'll join you, but for now I just let you put on your show for me, working it for the camera as I watch from the other room.
You're dressed for the office, button down shirt, tie and slacks. It's so sexy when you start rubbing the bulge in your pants. I can clearly see the outline of your big, thick cock as you stroke it through the fabric. Your long fingers running up and down the length of it. Then you pull your shirt out and unbuckle your belt, unbutton and unzip your pants, letting them fall to your ankles revealing your tight, white boxer briefs. You continue rubbing your meat, getting it harder and harder. Finally you pull it out. it's a beautiful sight, your white shorts pulled down just bellow your big balls, contrasting with your dark, thick bush, your huge cock jutting proudly out. I love it. The whole scene is making me so hot. I start touching myself, squeezing my tits and pinching my nipples. I can feel myself getting wetter every second. Slowly you start stroking yourself, one hand rubbing and squeezing your nut sac.
I start stroking myself as well, rubbing my clit and fingering my pussy. You slap your cock against one hand, the meaty sound echoing in the otherwise quiet room. You continue playing with yourself, taking your time. Running your hands around your cock and balls, your fingers tangling in your thick pubes. You stop, letting your cock twitch and pulse on it's own. Then you take it back into your hands, stroking and rubbing. Once again you stop, holding back. I can hear you breathing, hard, you are so turned on, and so am I. I can tell it wont take too much more to make you cum. Now you're stroking it again, long, smooth strokes. I can almost taste your salty pre-cum as i see it oozing from the tip. I take that as my cue to join you. I can't wait to taste you any longer.