We got home late and I am feeling tired. I get into my bed clothes as you take off your shirt and shoes. I know you did this on purpose. You know I can't resist you in just jeans.
You decide to help out by finishing up the laundry. But as you walk past the bed with the laundry basket, I stop you. I take away the basket and start kissing that smiling mouth. You know what I have planned. You know I have been ready all night.
I toss the basket to the side and fumble to undo your jeans. You are so mean, walking around in just jeans. I finally am able to pull them off and I look down. Your hard cock presses so firmly to your boxer briefs. I softly stroke that hard cock through the material. The only material keeping it from me.
Finally, I pull them down and you step out of the jeans as well. I push you back onto the bed drop only my bottoms. You can see that I'm wearing the black thong you love best.
I climb up on the bed and crawl up to you, stopping to plant kisses as I go up. Up your legs... The most sensitive parts of your hips... Up to your chest... And now I'm straddling your naked body.
Your hard cock is brushing against my soaked thong. You can feel how wet I am. How badly I want you.
You lift up your hips to push hard against me and I welcome the contact. It sends shivers through me. I press back down, rubbing my soaked pussy on that hard cock. Getting it as wet as I am.