Waiting For Her

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On my knees for you
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What do you want to do
while we wait for her?
Without hesitation you say,
I want you
on your knees
in front of me.
And also without hesitation
and perhaps also
without as much grace
as I would’ve liked
I drop to my knees
in front of you.
You take a startled breath
then breathe out an
Ohhh, good girl.
We are in your living room
next to the couch
in clear view
of the curtainless front windows
and open back door.
It is broad daylight
and she is soon to be home.
We’d never let her catch us playing.
Maybe today we would.
Are you sure? I say,
looking up at you.
You take your cock out,
fist your hand in my hair
and say, Yes.
Now open your fucking mouth.
And I do.
And you sink in so far
that my nose touches your belly.
And you pull back
just enough
to reach between us
and take my glasses off
and put them carefully on the table.
It’s one of the many little things
you do that makes me
feel loved.
And that makes me
want to fuck you
even more.
That’s better, you say,
do you want a pillow
for your knees?
You’re going to be
down there
for a while.
I wrap my hand
around the base of you
slide you all the way
out of my mouth
run my tongue
around the head
and say,
That’s what you think.
I look up at you,
swirl my tongue around you,
suck you back in
and start working you.
But I am distracted
by the daylight
and keeping alert
for the sound
of the garage door
so it is taking a little longer
than I had anticipated.
Then my ego,
and my cunt,
twitch when
I make your legs
shake so much
that you need
to sit
on the couch.
I kneel in front of you,
between your open thighs,
and go down on you
rather than up on you
as I had been
when you were standing.
And that changes the angle
in ways that let us both know
that I am going to finish you off
easily and soon.
Oh and I do.
And just in time too.
I am giggling at
your pants around your ankles
bare assed
shuffle to the bathroom
when I hear her
coming up the stairs.
I hadn’t heard the garage door.
She didn’t catch us,
at least not that we are aware of.
Maybe next time.
Our wife is home,
I call out to you, then
Hi sweetie, perfect timing,
I say to her
and kiss her hello
with the taste of you
still in
my mouth.

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lc69hunterlc69hunterover 1 year ago

so erotic, and the tacit thrill...

lc69hunterlc69hunterover 1 year ago

so erotic, and the tacit thrill...

LadyAmethystLadyAmethystover 1 year agoAuthor

Thank you Paul and Sean 💜

sean080183sean080183over 1 year ago

love,love,love this one. for me when i read i always feel like i;m concentrating on the words but after a few lines i just a nice easy smile the whole time. it was just a really fun read. thank u for sharing

Paul4playPaul4playover 1 year ago

The erotic thrill and the sexual tension are palpable!

And you have an undercurrent of humor in there, too!

Well done…

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