It was late one Saturday night. I was at my boyfriend's house and I was bored. He was hard at work (doing computer things – he's a smart cookie!) and I had been amusing myself playing video games all day. But, seeing how late it was and knowing his work was winding down, I decided to see if I could distract him a bit.
I started slow, pulling down mg shirt to reveal more cleavage and laying facing towards him. This is barely noticed, being so focused. But he did a double take when I pulled my shirt down completely, my boobs popping out of my top. I got on my hands and knees, boobs hanging for him to see, ass up in the air, wiggling playfully. I could see his attention start to waiver. He was struggling to keep going in his code. But I hadn't even reached my end game yet.
I got on my back, horizontal to him, and reached down my pants to start fingering myself. Just the little playfulness and anticipation had already left me wet, and my fingers quickly became lubricated as I circled my clit, moaning quietly. I could see his smirk and his half glances out of the corner of his eye – he loves seeing my touch myself.