An Average Afternoon [MF]

Int – Mid-Day – Apartment

“I wasn’t expecting you to be home,” as I began to put away my laptop.

“My meeting was canceled,” she said.

From the couch, the view of her body was distracting, almost mesmerizing.

“What are you looking at,” She asked.

“You.”

The sun shines from the noontime sun cascaded from the double doors located behind the couch against the floor illuminating half of her body, jeans, and a button up maroon blouse. I couldn’t take my eyes away from the way her ass filled out her jeans, especially when she bent down to drop her bag. She started to come over to where I was sitting… but I stopped her.

“Turn around,” I said, and she complied, always the submissive. She faced away from me while placing her palms firmly against the closed front door.

I didn’t waste a second as I stood up, went over to her, to slide my hands from the lower back down over her jean covered ass. I pressed myself against her, and without a doubt, I knew that she could easily feel the effect she had on me. Reaching around her waist I held her closer and tighter to my body.

“I like when you respond to me like that,” She whispered.

“Mmm,” I brushed her long hair from the left side of her neck for access to kiss lightly, breathing hot breathe onto her neckline, a gift to inhale the scent of her deeply that always drives me crazy and insane with lust.

“Don’t move,” I said. I gently kissed her neck… and she arched her head to the right. With which I responded by backing up with enough clearance and planted a firm smack to her ass. “I was very clear wasn’t I, don’t move.”

“Yes, sir,” She whimpered, “I’m sorry, sir.” With which, I pressed myself against her again, feeling the heat from her body against mine.

I reached around and unclasped her jeans which were tight around her waist, but with a firm yank, it wasn’t long before I slid only her jeans over her hips and down slightly exposing her black lace panties which were a snug fit.

“I love how these look on you, so very sexy.”

“I wear them for you,” She whispered, her eyes closed.

The view was breathtaking, an attractive woman with her in such a position, jeans down far enough to where you could take in the absolutely beautiful view of her black lace panty covered ass, breasts pushed out forward in a VS black lace bra, and hair falling over her shoulder.

I stepped back for a minute, just to admire her.

Slowly, I ran my fingers all over her body, starting with her face, shoulders, back, stomach, thighs, avoiding her center.

I slipped my fingers into the waistband of her jeans and pulled them down her smooth legs and couldn’t resist another glace up.

“Come… literally,” I picked her up and carried her to the bedroom. While I laid her on the bed, I started to remove the remaining clothing she had on. First, her blouse and then I unclasped her bra with one hand while my other hand wrapped around the back of her neck and pulled her into a deep kiss. Our tongues intertwined and as I kissed her cheek then her neck I watched in the mirror as our eyes met and we held the gaze for quite some time.

Her skin, soft. I felt her back into me a bit. One of my hands cupped her breast and manipulated her nipple the other massaged between her lips, which were wet beyond belief. I separated them and eased in a finger to feel inside of her, and she moaned a sigh of relief.

Her right hand came between us, and she touched my thigh to gain balance as I slowly massaged her clit, which was hardened and well lubricated.

As I brought her to her first orgasm, I felt her entire body lunge against mine, and I held her firmly, securely until her spasms subsided. After I could feel her thighs become soaked.

I readjusted myself because I knew her body well enough to know that after a clitoral orgasm, she wanted the real thing. I teased her… wasn’t much she could do in the position she was in and she knew that if she even thought of taking it on her own that I’d punish her.

I decided she had been a good girl – so I bent her slightly forward and aimed my cock until I felt it penetrate her.

“I feel so full, …fuck me,” and to which I did while we both watched in the mirror. Time didn’t seem to matter, and we were both satisfied in the position we were in. I slid myself in all the way and slowly teased, but she wasn’t having it. She started to ram herself back into me.

…until we both came together, eyes locked on the other, and sweat dripping onto the sheets. We collapsed, holding onto one another… I kissed her on the lips. The cool air from the open window from across the room gently blew onto our bodies, and I reached out to grab a blanket to throw over her until she fell asleep in my arms.

She’s beautiful when she sleeps too.

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