Lying on the bed in just pants and a t-shirt I idly consider playing with myself. But I know you’ll be home soon, and I’d rather save myself for you. So when I hear the door go, I rush downstairs to meet you. Throwing my arms around you wildly I push you against the door, kissing you fervently until you pick me up and carry me back to the bedroom.
I’m thrown onto the bed, from which I have a delightful view of your broad chest as you strip off your pants and t-shirt. Excitement overtakes me and I pull you down, pinning you to the bed. I can feel the tension rise as I straddle you, erection hard against my wet panties.
You push me off, and we grapple for dominance. But you’re bigger and stronger than me, so no matter how much I wriggle and squirm, I end up pinned beneath you. Your breath is hard and ragged on the back of my neck. I twist, trying to escape, but your hand wraps round the back of my neck and forces me back onto the bed. A trickle of fear runs through me, there is no escape.