G’s key turned in the door. I always knew when it was him, his work boots pounding against the driveway. He never looked hotter than when he got home from work, his skin glowing from sun and sweat, his eyes narrowed just a bit with fatigue, and the gap between the top of his boots and the bottom of his work shorts just drool inducing.
The door swung open and he saw me sitting on the couch, reading. I’d been ordered to finish one novel a week and I was tracking well enough, but the expression on my face showed I hadn’t been having much fun.
“Hi baby, why the long face?” He said, coming over to kiss me. I buried my head in his neck, breathing in his day, and kissed the salted skin sweetly.
“I missed you! How was your day?” I cooed, unbuttoning his work shirt and kissing his chest. He blushed, always graciously shy when I showed him care.
“Fine, Miss. Now, why were you scowling? What’s up?” he responded, his hand gently squeezing my ass under the little white skirt I was wearing.
“I haven’t been allowed to play. Or even take photos. Ive just had to sit here and read.” I said, looking up at him and pouting, eyes wide.
“Is that right little miss? Is that what he said? We don’t like that, we don’t like that at all” he responded, sitting down on the couch, and patting his lap. I sat, as he took my phone off the coffee table , opening the camera to record with one hand while the other began to lift my skirt.
I giggled, my hands moving out of the way. I never needed to fight G, G was always looking after me.
He aimed the camera at the hand now sliding up my skirt, his fingers inspecting my thighs.
“Look how wet she’s been all day. You’re really mean to her sometimes” he said while he filmed, his hand now pinching my clit softly as I responded with a gasp, grinding my hand against his hand, needy for more contact.
“Don’t worry, I’ll take care of your mess for you” he said, then stopped recording, placing the phone down as he grabbed my hips, pulling me off his lap and onto the couch as he crouched on the floor.
“Is he ever going to learn that I’m your favourite?” He said with a sly smirk, hooking my thighs in the crook of his elbows and pulling me, my pussy hitting his mouth before I could speak.
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