There are an extraordinary number of pillows in this room. Enough to build a mound of them to lean back on and still have enough left over to provide strategic cover. Enough to make me start wondering what we might be able to get away with.
Maybe, if we are very stealthy about it, we might be able to pull your trousers down just enough for me to take you in my mouth without be noticed by anyone at the party going on just outside the door. If we adjust the pillows just so, no one should be able to see the way you entwine your fingers in my hair when I suck my cheeks in and slowly descend on your cock. Maybe we could we could arrange ourselves in such a way that your other hand fondling my ass isn't visible to anyone walking by the window. With enough cover, I can take my time sucking you in long, deep strokes that go all the way to the back of my throat until, if you're very quiet about it, you flood my mouth your cum without attracting the attention of the people just a few short feet down the hall. Maybe when someone finally comes looking for us I can lay back on this pillow here and we can pretend we've only been sitting and talking like this all night long.
Maybe.
Thursday, November 17, 2011
Trouble
I noticed him immediately, of course. He is the kind of man who spells trouble for a girl like me. Charming and sexy, easy to talk to and an eye for mischief make him all but irresistible. And being surrounded by people all the time made him all but untouchable.
He's the kind of man that, if you do get him alone, you really should make the most of it. Undo all the buttons on that shirt and trousers he'd rather not have been wearing anyway and unwrap him like a present. Take him by the hand and lead him to the bed so he can lay there and watch while you strip for him. Stretch yourself out on the bed next to him and pull his body tight against yours. Look in his eyes and tell him he can have you any way he wants and seal it with a kiss. When he realizes the lateness of the hour and tries to leave, wrap your legs around his waist and beg him to please fuck you just one last time.
None of those things actually happened. Instead we sat on the sofa talking and listening to music until the small hours of the morning and then I walked him to the door and he was gone except for the vague scent of him still on my shirt. I ended up falling asleep wearing it, but not before wearing out the batteries in the pocket vibrator I carry around with me everywhere for just this sort of emergency.
He's the kind of man that, if you do get him alone, you really should make the most of it. Undo all the buttons on that shirt and trousers he'd rather not have been wearing anyway and unwrap him like a present. Take him by the hand and lead him to the bed so he can lay there and watch while you strip for him. Stretch yourself out on the bed next to him and pull his body tight against yours. Look in his eyes and tell him he can have you any way he wants and seal it with a kiss. When he realizes the lateness of the hour and tries to leave, wrap your legs around his waist and beg him to please fuck you just one last time.
None of those things actually happened. Instead we sat on the sofa talking and listening to music until the small hours of the morning and then I walked him to the door and he was gone except for the vague scent of him still on my shirt. I ended up falling asleep wearing it, but not before wearing out the batteries in the pocket vibrator I carry around with me everywhere for just this sort of emergency.
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