I leave the lounge telling you that I’m going to grab a shower and that you should help yourself to anything that you might want out of the kitchen. I go into the bathroom, turn the light on and close the door. I slowly remove my clothes starting with my top, then my trousers and my boxers. My cock isn’t completely soft from our recent adventures in the lounge. The image of you gently rubbing your clit and sliding your fi...

We make it to the bedroom both clad in large fluffy bath sheets. With our reflections both clearly showing in the full-length mirrored doors of the wardrobe I get a full 360 view of your drying off your body. I watch as your hands move the towel across your chest soaking up the romance of the droplets left from the shower. You wrap another towel around your hair to help it dry as you continue to move down your body over y...

In my lounge is a large brown leather sofa. Your sat on one side of the sofa wearing some loose-fitting jeans and a strappy top under a very baggy hoody. Your legs are stretched out in front of you, intertwined with mine as I’m sat opposite you. I'm wearing loose gym shorts and a vest top. We are both sat watching some inconsequential program on Netflix when we hear the front door go and the last person other than us leav...