I slipped up the steps and peeked through the door of the master bedroom. The room was elegant with a large canopy bed, fancy looking furniture, and expensive looking curtains. I bristled at the way she flaunted her misbegotten wealth.
A door opened and my target entered the room from the bathroom, tossing aside the towel that had been wrapped around her hair. She stepped out of her bathrobe and strode over to her chaise lounge. Moonlight glistening on her sexy body. She reclined and stretched, her breasts heaving through a deep breath.
Seemingly distracted, her hands softly traced the curves of her breast and her tight stomach. My eyes were glued to the view. She bit her lip, eyes closed in the teasing pleasure her fingers were providing her.
Slowly, one finger circled a nipple which sprang up in the open air. Her moans filled the room like soft jazz, while she continued her self-caresses.
I tightened my grip on my gun, knowing I would never have a better chance to take her out. I willed myself to burst into the room and take her. She was unarmed and clearly otherwise occupied.. but my body wouldn’t move. I had to keep watching this temptress as she pleasured herself.
Briefly a finger slipped into her mouth to collect some saliva, before slipping between her thighs. She kept her legs mostly closed, denying me the sweet view that I was suddenly hungry for. But the effect her fingers caused were immediate and obvious.
She luxuriously sank back into the lounge. Her back arched causing a delightful bounce of her round breasts. She sighed peacefully, her eyes closed. Her legs fell open, and her shaved, puffy pussy glistened once displayed. I was powerless against my desires to taste that wet slit.
I wanted to be on my knees in front of her. Her legs wrapped around my head, which my face buried in. I could almost taste her on my tongue. My pants tightened in the groin as these images corrupted my mind.
Her fingers picked up their place as she rubbed herself, getting noticeably more slick as she worked. Her moans drew me in even more, my face painfully pressing into the doorway to get the best view I could.
My jaw dropped and my mouth watered as she pleasures herself deeper, pushing to a loud and shaking orgasm. My hands were a vice grip on my gun, using all my willpower to not touch myself in rhythm with my show.
After cumming, her body was clearly sensitive as she returned to her soft tracing of the curves of her body and shivered slightly. Two fingered slid back inside her wet pussy, and I settled in to watch her all night when her eyes flew to the door and she called:
“Now why don’t you put that gun away and come join me.”
My eyes widened in surprise, but my legs carried me into the room, gun tucking back into its holster. I gave in to her charm and everything else became hopeless. She had defeated me and she was ready to claim her prize.
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