It had been a long day, he was beyond tired, all he wanted was a shower and to relax. It seemed that every site he'd visited had had one of 'those' customers, they either asked stupid questions while thinking they were smart, or just in general made his day hell. But at least he'd have peace and quiet now. He'd gotten in and taken off his boots, sitting down and thinking, 'fuck it, a shower can wait, I'm the only one here.'
After a while, he walked outside to have a cigarette, sitting down in the evening shadows, he lit one up. Next door had a visitor it seemed, no telling noise, nothing to worry about. They came outside, the visitor was her. He'd never admit it to anyone, but he'd dreamed about her, and not just while he was awake. She looked over and him and waved, her smile lighting up her icy grey eyes, the breeze shifting her dark hair slightly. That smile alone was enough to get his heart racing.
They'd talked a lot lately, about life in general mostly, but about more personal things as well, fantasies, how they like to be treated by partners. He always liked talking to her, although he'd never admit that his biggest fantasy was to give her all of hers. He knew he'd never have the chance though, a woman that beautiful could never see him as more than a friend.
After she was gone, he walked back inside and sat down with his dick in his hand, thinking of her sliding and gyrating her sweet arse in place of his hand, imagining his hand around her throat, it wasn't his thing, but he knew she liked that kind of thing, and that made it feel good for him. A few hours later, he lay watching tv, doing nothing in particular when there was a knock on the door. Not expecting anyone, he got up a little confused and went to the door.
It was her, that same beautiful smile on her face, her eyes a slightly bluer grey than normal. 'Hey, I thought you might like a drink, you looked a little lonely earlier,' she said by way of greeting.
He almost tripped over himself letting her in. She wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him close, her perfectly shaped breasts pressing hard against his chest as he breathed, trying to slow his heart rate, and stop his semi from becoming a full hard on and pushing against her. She broke contact just in time as far as he could tell, just the smell coming off her was almost enough to make him cum in his pants. They drank, played some video games and talked for quite a while, she kicked his arse every round they played of the game, but even losing against her was fun. Every time he lost, she'd rub it in with a smile and a laugh.
After a while, she decided she'd had enough of the game and wanted to watch a movie, curling up under a blanket. She said she was cold, so he offered her his jumper. 'No,' she said, ' cuddles will warm me up much quicker.'
That worried him a little, he was a smoker and knew she hated the smell. But he slid in next to her under the blanket anyway. With his arms around her, her head and hand on his chest, he stroked her hair gently, thinking that if there really was a heaven, it couldn't be any better than this. Her scent permeated his nose, his member obtained a mind of its own, her arm slid down slightly and just brushed it. 'You like me like this, don't you?' She whispered. 'Make me kiss you, I want to know how bad you want me.'
He moved his hand under her jaw, running his fingers up her perfect neck to her jawline and grabbed, she fought a little, but he gripped harder and turned her mouth to his.
He never realised how being forceful like this could make him harder, he kissed her, hard, passionately, pressing his lips against her so that it was almost painful, the edge of his hand pushing against her throat with just enough pressure to be uncomfortable for most people. She squirmed a little, lower down, but didn't pull away, he was sure it was how she wanted him to kiss her. Keeping his hand on her jaw, he moved so he was more in front of her than beside her.
