Lust

He sat in the chair, one leg crossed over the other. His elbows rested on the armrests, fingers steepled together beneath his chin. His posture was relaxed, almost sloppy, but his eyes seemed alert. He watched her as she moved about the room.

She wore a short, pink dress that looked more like lingerie. She moved to the bench next to the vanity and sat down. Reaching down, she unbuckled the high heel strap around her left ankle, then her right. She kicked the shoes aside. He leaned forward a bit in his seat, dropping his hands to the armrests. She stood up and pulled her dress over her head, tossing it to the floor.

Her matching bra and panties were a flesh-toned color. Sheer white stockings still clung to her toned thighs. She stood directly in front of him. Reaching down, she placed her hands on his knees, gently urging them apart. With her hands still on his knees, she knelt down on the floor between his legs. He touched his hand to her cheek as she turned her head slightly, causing his thumb brush against her mouth. She parted her lips, the tip of her tongue darting.

He moved his hand down her cheek and over her neck until it rested at her collarbone. She reached out and began to undo the fastenings on his pants. She pulled out his cock. It was heavy and thick, but not yet fully erect. She smiled up at him hoping to remedy that.

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