It was late at night. I was returning home from a business trip. I was looking forward to getting home and making love to my girlfriend.
Colleen is 32 years old. Blue eyes, soft silky skin, athletic body, with tits that 36C, 24 waist and 34 ass. She was hot.
In my mind, I could see her in her underwear and her tits being held and pushed together by her bra and it made me drive faster.
I called her on the cell phone to let her know I was coming and I wanted to fuck her. She giggled and we hung up the phone.
When I got home, I opened the door and she was standing on the other side of the room with a dark body suit.
I shut the door and she walked towards me. "Hey honey! What do you think of the body suit?" she said teasingly. She then bent over and I followed her long creamy legs to her tight ass. I immediately felt my dick get hard.
As I came up behind her, I ran my hands down her legs and back up to her ass and I began to squeeze her ass. I then ran my fingers to the front of stomach and down to her jewel box.
I began to rub my finger against her pussy and I let my cock rub against the crack of her cheeks of her ass.
She then spun around and whipped out two pairs of handcuffs. "Do you want to play a game?" she asked. I smiled.
She led me into the bed room and took off my clothes and then cuffed my hands and legs to the bed. "You are mine!" she said.
She then started to kiss my neck and headed straight for my cock. She then took her tongue and began to lick the head. "Ah!, I love it!" I shouted. She looked up lovingly as she took all six inches into her mouth. "Hm........m baby! she moaned, "I love your cock" as she took her tongue and swirled it around my balls.
My dick was hard as a rock and all I could think about was sticking it into her pussy. I could smell her sweet musky jewel box and I could not wait to taste it.
As I looked at her with hungry eyes, the door bell rang. "Who can that be?" I thought to myself. She got out of bed and looked out the window. "It is Jeff," she said. "He was supposed to drop off some supplies for my brother for his office. This will only take a minute," she said.
She put a robe on and headed to the front door. I could see the front door via a mirror hanging on the wall.
She opened the door and said, "Hey, Jeff. Are those the parts that Patrick needed?" "Yeah. I want to bring the boxes in," said Jeff. "I'll help you," said Colleen.
Jeff stood at 6' 4" and he was muscular and good looking with blue eyes and dark black hair. Colleen had grown up with Jeff.
I could see that as they were moving the boxes from the pick up truck to the living room, Jeff was checking out Colleen.