This is all based on my most recent ex. We split (mutually,) last August, but we had decided that we’d stay Friends With Benefits (FWB) until the timing was “better” for us to be together.
FWB is home alone when I come home from work. I yell up the stairs as I climb them,
“Hey babe! I’m home!” I turn the corner into our bedroom and see him. My jaw drops. There he is, in all of his glory, completely naked; one of my fake roses in his mouth.
“(Roommate) is going back to see his mom for the weekend.” He says, his words slightly muffled by the flower. I smile, kicking off my shoes, pulling off my hoodie and shirt, walking to the bed. I slide my hands along his Cupid’s Bow and down to his penis. I play with it, a mixture of jacking him off and sucking on him like he’s a lollipop. Juuuust enough to drive him crazy; just enough to turn him on and get him nice and hard.
“Really now? That means I can take a nice long shower!” I grab my towel and run to the bathroom.