After our time at the laundry mat, I couldn’t stop thinking about my gentleman. Our schedules are hectic, so we had to be patient. In the mean time, he sent me flowers and left little gifts at my desk. I like to be spoiled and he likes to be teased. I looked for any opportunity to brush past him, grazing him with my tits or my ass across his package. In the break room I put my foot up on a chair to fix my heel, allowing him a good view up my skirt and down my shirt. I asked if I could do laundry at his place that night and he enthusiastically said yes and that he had no plans.
I had no intention of doing laundry. I went to his door in nothing but a long, double breasted jacket and heels. When he answered, I told him I forgot my clothes…all my clothes. He pulled me inside, pressed my body to his and kissed me with the same passion as before. I could feel him getting hard. I was already wet from the anticipation of greeting him like that, but I had plans for him.
We made our way to his bedroom, kissing as I pulled off his shirt and unbuttoned his pants. I instructed him to lay down on the bed on his stomach with his arms above his head and pulled a bottle of massage oil from my purse. I slowly unties my jacket and dropped it to the floor. I stepped out of my heels as I climbed onto the bed and spread my legs over his back. I started rubbing oil on his back and shoulders. As I reached for his arms, I made sure he could feel my nipples glide across his back, which I repeated every chance I had. His souls of enjoyment made me drip. I leaned back to rub oil on his legs, starting from his calves and moving up his inner thighs, being careful not to touch, him holding his breath every time I came close. I returned to his back and shoulders, this time adding more contact and slidding my breasts up and down his oiled back as my hands ran up and down his arms.
I told him to turn over so I could do the front. He did so with such enthusiasm that he almost knocked me off the bed. I positioned myself so I was straddling his hips, with his cock pinned between our bodies. I started my routine again, spreading oil on his chest and stomach. As I reached for his arms, I slid my nipples up his chest and lifted my ass just enough for him to feel how wet I was, and slid my clit down his shaft as I brought my hands back down his arms. I turned myself around, cowgirl style, to do his legs. As I slid my oiled hands down his legs, my nipples followed, giving him a nice view of my dripping pussy. I went up and down both legs a few times, grinding on his dick each time I made my way back up. He was so hard.
I turned myself back around to the previous postion and started on his chest and arms again, this time sliding my clit up and down his cock more aggressively each time I went up and down his arms, letting out sighs of pleasure. I lifted up as I slid my hands behind his neck to massage, almost letting him in. I did this a few times before I couldn’t take it any more. He was so hard and I was so wet, I let the head of his dick enter me. I lifted up and down on just the head a few times while he moaned for more before I suddenly took it all. Fucking hell he felt so good inside me. I started riding him slowly as he played with my tits but his perfect fit hit the spot quickly. I increased my pace, letting out loud moans of pleasure until I was there. I threw my head back and involuntary dug my nails into his chest as I came in pure ecstacy. He whispered “do it again” as he looked up at me in awe. I lifted myself up and down his shaft as I geared up to go again. The second orgasm wasn’t as intense as the first, but still felt amazing. Maybe because I could feel his cum fill me up as we both moaned in pleasure.
He asked me to stay for a movie so I got cleaned up and we both sat naked under a blanket until I had to go. I left the massage oil behind for next time.
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