Last minute plans [30F39M] [Outdoors] [Sensual]

The opportunity pops up at the last minute for us to have a night out together. It’s a Monday night, most places for dinner are closed and a hotel isn’t really affordable at the moment.

After some hurried messages back and forth, we end up with kebabs and a drive to look at the stars. A nice casual night out, so no need to get dressed up.

“I’m here”

“On my way down”

You’ve wearing a simple shirt, comfy pants and slip on shoes. T-shirt, shorts and thongs for me. It’s a warm night out so no need for additional layers.

We head towards the local kebab joint, there’s a little bit of sexual tension in the air, but we may not get to do anything about it tonight. The time together is nice nonetheless.

Whilst we wait for our food, we cuddle, I steal a kiss, and sneak my hand from your lower back to your ass. I couldn’t feel any underwear. I figure you must have a lacey g-string on.

Dinner is ready, we eat, talk, awkwardly flirt with each other. Still getting the hang of doing that outside of a messaging app.

Sneaking In [30F/39M] [M/F] [Sensual]

My phone screen lights up with a Snapchat notification from you. I open it. 

“Wyd?”

“Just chilling at home. What’s up?”

“Wanna come over, I’m in bed, might be naked”

Well with an invitation like that, I’d be mad not to say yes. But you’re living at your parents which complicates matters.

“Got the house to yourself for the night?”

“No, but the folks have drunk a bottle of wine, gone to bed and are serenading each other with their snoring. My door to the verandah will be unlocked”

“Already headed out my front door….”

Luckily it’s only a ten minute drive to your place, and having a sliding door from your room to the verandah makes it easier to sneak in. I park up the street a bit, just so the noisey neighbours don’t see my car. I message you. 

“I’m here”

“Door is open, close and lock it behind you”

Your room is warm, lit by a soft light. You’re still under a sheet, arms on top, with it tucked in under your back. I can tell you’re topless from your nipples straining against the material. They’re not the only thing straining at the moment.