I had been looking forward to spending some quality time with Elena for some weeks now; normally we would be out and about with our mutual friends David and Sarah, we had it was safe to say discovered a very close relationship with them.
Though sometimes it was good to rediscover each other.
When I got home Elena had already gone to our room I followed to find her waiting for me wearing one of my old shirts, something you canβt beat for pure sex appeal is a woman in a mans shirt, the whole outfit just exudes eroticism.
The first three or four buttons were undone revealing that she was wearing a delicately laced cream wonder bra, she was curled on the bed facing me with her knees drawn up giving me a wonderful glimpse of her pert butt and matching thong.
I looked for a long time deep into her eyes my heart skipped a beat, I had never lost the magic spark like blue electricity that first drew me to her all those years ago, even in the last few months where we had discovered that we could share the thrill of intimacy with others, it still burned.
Elena spokeβ¦ βI want you tonight all to myself, what shall we do?β¦ what are you going to do to me?β
I answered her βWhat can I do?β she replied βWhatever you want as long as you make me cumββ¦ the last few words were uttered in a slightly breathless manner, βAre you my slut?β I asked βYesβ she replied.
I told her to role over onto her back and to spread her legs, to imagine that we were being watched by a group of men and that it was her task to get them all so damn fucking hot that they were going to pull themselves off over her tits, face and pussy. To imagine what it would feel like to cum whilst feeling hot strings of cum splash over her body, to look up at a group of stiff hard cocks straining to fuck her.
I told her that I would be watching her all the time and that it would make me hot and hard too.