It's 8 o'clock and my doorbell rings. Nervous and excited, I rush to the door to open it, eager to let you in. I'm wearing my new white nightgown with the clingy see-thru lace bodice and I want to see your reaction. I open the door and there you are, so cute in your backwards baseball cap and your sexy smile, your eyebrow ring glinting in porch light. And I wonder to myself again, "How on earth did I manage to land a 21 year old college boy at my age?" Not that I'm old at 32 but I just wasn't expecting to find a young stud lusting after my plus-size bod.
I open the door for you to enter and the cold November air hits me, making my nipples stand fast at attention. Though if truth be told, it's more than just the air. *wink* You come inside, close the door, and drop your overnight bag. Then in an instant you're on me, pulling me close, grabbing my hair at the back of my head, pressing your lips against mine, and thrusting your tongue in my mouth. "Mmmm, now this is the type of reaction I was looking for." I think to myself. Your other hand is roaming my soft body, squeezing my ample breasts, stroking my back, then reaching down to cup my large round ass. As you slide your hand down you notice that you don't feel any panties beneath my gown.
Suddenly you stop kissing me, spin me around, and bend me over the side of the couch. With one hand pressing against my back holding me down, you pull up my nightgown with the other and expose my bare ass. "Why you little slut," you say with surprise and a touch of anger "answering the door without any undies on. What if it hadn't been me at the door? It could have been anyone." I say nothing as I'm stunned by this fast turn of events.
Standing behind me you kick my legs apart and admire the view. "Stay!" you command as you let go of me and turn to get something from your bag. Excited and a little frightened I stay right were I am, not moving, even forgetting to breathe.