If it wasn’t obvious that I wanted to hook up with (let’s call him) Jack before he asked why I was suggesting a certain spot for our friendly catch up in a few days, my answer that it’s close to my apartment did the trick. Or maybe it was then telling him I was blushing.
Jack and I had a casual thing a few years ago, and though we didn’t always get along, the chemistry was always there.
Fast forward to me sending him a pic of my tits in the bathtub last night and him asking why he wasn’t there. Less than an hour later, he was. We chatted a bit after he made sure when I needed to leave to go to work, and then at some point we were both standing.
He pinched my nipples through my tank top (I wasn’t wearing a bra. or panties under my shorts) and started kissing my neck while he pulled my top up, exposing my tits. He wanted to see the ass he’d promised to spank, and so he turned me around. I unbuttoned and unzipped my khaki shorts and then he pulled them down. They were still on the floor when I got home this morning.