We're sitting on the couch after finally getting the kids to bed. I feel a little frisky but I can tell you're tired. I sigh a little and touch you with my feet so you know I love you. You lean in against me, telling me you like my touch. I smile. We flip through the channels finding nothing much on. We talk about our days. You stand up, yawning and say you'll be right back. I read a little news.
You come striding back into the room in heels I've never seen before and a pair of stockings. You aren't so much wearing a bra as a shelf that announces that you have amazing breasts and I'm supposed to look at them. I think this is a pretty awesome turn of events and get up to take a closer "look".
You stare me down and point at the white chair. I'm surprised but I do what I'm told and take a seat. You slide your sexy body onto the couch and stare at me while your left hand slowly moves down your body. You spend some time on your neck and shoulders. You trace the line of your bra. You lick a finger lightly and outline your nipples. My cock is poking a hole in my pants. You tell me "I'm going to fuck you from over here and you're going to come." You slide a big toy I've never seen from behind the couch cushion and lube it seductively with your fingers. "Oh Mark, you feel so haaard." You make it look like you're going to slide it in your mouth but at the last second pull away, breathing on it. I can almost feel it.