I try waiting for you, I really do, but I can't help myself. The thoughts running around my head are making me wiggle. I run upstairs and strip myself of my clothes, my cock swaying, half-hard in anticipation of what we might do later.  I spread a towel at the foot of our bed grabbing a dildo and lube out of our toy box. I prop my back against the bed, shoulders against the ground, legs spread in the air. This my new favo...

You receive my text just before you arrive: “No talking.” You are not sure what I might have planned but you are excited and nervous. The kitchen door is unlocked and you quickly let yourself inside. It is dark inside the house, a harsh contrast to the bright winter day outside. Coming into the living room you can barely see me sitting there still dressed for work. “Strip,” I say as you put your bag down. You give me a gr...

It’s been hovering in the 90s all week and while there has been some sunbathing, we have both stuck to the somewhat coolness and shade of indoors. Today the heat broke a bit and looking out over the ocean we could see dark storm clouds. We clapped our hands and looked forward to seeing the storm wash across our little bit of beach.Now, as the sun sets behind us, the clouds roll closer and closer. I pull you up from the ch...

Your phone chirps on the floor by the couch. It seems He has gotten your text and the accompanying picture: You and I sitting, slouched, on said couch. Nude. Legs spread, yours thrown over mine. My hand plays at the top of your cunt; yours grips lightly at my erection. Checking your phone one-handed you read the message. “He just ended his shift. He’s on his way,” you read. Then giggling, “He also says he’s been hard sinc...