advantage of David being at my mom’s for a while longer and head out for a nightcap at our usual. You two want to join us?”
“I need to get back home and set up for tomorrow’s shoot.” Meredith looks disappointed, though her leg never leaves mine. “But you two have fun!”
Bobby and Jane wave goodbye and leave us with the dregs of our limoncello and my raging boner. I offer to take Meredith home, but she sheepishly reminds me she drove herself. Right, duh. I watched her walk in. Can’t help it when all the blood in my body is redirected to my manhood, okay?
“But maybe you can help me set up…?” She bites her lip and I say yes before she can even finish.
It takes every ounce of self-control I have not to touch my raging hard-on once during the drive, because I’m dying. Dying. She obeys every single traffic law and signal, and so do I, and what should have been a ten-minute drive feels like an hour. This cannot stand, man. But then we’re standing outside her sister’s house, with the tension between us as crackly as I thought, and I’m suddenly weirdly nervous, like will she like me naked? And what if she’s only into mish? Most importantly, will she still love me tomorrow?
I sing it out loud and she cracks up. But I’m not joking. I really, really want this to mean as much to her as it does me.
We stumble into her room, and it’s my time to shine. While being distracted from my homework today, I spent a fair amount of time researching photography terms and I’m ready to blow her socks (or whatever else) off at my knowledge.
“This is a really nice DSLR.” I pick up her camera while she kicks her shoes off. “I hear Nikon ditched their anti-aliasing filter to maximize resolution. Smart way to go. Canon’s are nice, but their price tag isn’t necessarily justified when you compare the power of a Nikon to—”
“Quit touching my camera,” Meredith interrupts me. She grabs my arm and spins me around to face her, and takes the camera from my hands. It takes me a second to realize she’s wearing nothing but heart-printed lingerie. My God, we are going to have so many children together.
“There are other things here you need to be touching,” she says, and of course she’s right.
“Yes, ma’am.” My hands are immediately on her, skimming over her soft skin, while my eyes devour her. I’ve seen her tits through tight shirts and low-cut tank tops, but that doesn’t even hold a candle to seeing them wrapped in black silk.
“We can talk business later. Now is time for pleasure,” she purrs.
Holy yes it is. I grab her by the ass and pull her into me for a long, lingering kiss. She melts in my grip, and I trail my lips down her cheek and across her collarbone. She tastes sweet and smells sweeter, sexier. I know in this very moment this is something that is meant to happen, no matter the crazy, drunken, goofy way it all fell together. All that matters right now is her and me and our bodies coming together as one.
I lay her down gently on the bed, and my mouth waters at the prospects ahead of me. I have bigger appetites than dinner tonight. I expose her pink center from behind her panties and give her a slow lick. Meredith moans and shivers, her legs wrapping around me.
“Not yet,” I reluctantly tell her as I give another quick slide down her clit with my tongue and then pull her panties off so she’s exposed to me, bare and perfect. My clothes come off in record time, and then I’m standing before her, fully erect, and fully nude.
“My god,” she gasps and stares at me. “You’re huge.”
Nailed it.
“I’ve been waiting for you to say that.” I wink at her frantically because that was not what I meant to say, why did I say that? Now I look like I’m twitching. The only way to distract her is to drop between her legs again. Luckily, this is where I want to be most. My tongue lavishes her from her pinkness up to her breasts. Her nipples are pebbled and waiting for me,
“I need to get back home and set up for tomorrow’s shoot.” Meredith looks disappointed, though her leg never leaves mine. “But you two have fun!”
Bobby and Jane wave goodbye and leave us with the dregs of our limoncello and my raging boner. I offer to take Meredith home, but she sheepishly reminds me she drove herself. Right, duh. I watched her walk in. Can’t help it when all the blood in my body is redirected to my manhood, okay?
“But maybe you can help me set up…?” She bites her lip and I say yes before she can even finish.
It takes every ounce of self-control I have not to touch my raging hard-on once during the drive, because I’m dying. Dying. She obeys every single traffic law and signal, and so do I, and what should have been a ten-minute drive feels like an hour. This cannot stand, man. But then we’re standing outside her sister’s house, with the tension between us as crackly as I thought, and I’m suddenly weirdly nervous, like will she like me naked? And what if she’s only into mish? Most importantly, will she still love me tomorrow?
I sing it out loud and she cracks up. But I’m not joking. I really, really want this to mean as much to her as it does me.
We stumble into her room, and it’s my time to shine. While being distracted from my homework today, I spent a fair amount of time researching photography terms and I’m ready to blow her socks (or whatever else) off at my knowledge.
“This is a really nice DSLR.” I pick up her camera while she kicks her shoes off. “I hear Nikon ditched their anti-aliasing filter to maximize resolution. Smart way to go. Canon’s are nice, but their price tag isn’t necessarily justified when you compare the power of a Nikon to—”
“Quit touching my camera,” Meredith interrupts me. She grabs my arm and spins me around to face her, and takes the camera from my hands. It takes me a second to realize she’s wearing nothing but heart-printed lingerie. My God, we are going to have so many children together.
“There are other things here you need to be touching,” she says, and of course she’s right.
“Yes, ma’am.” My hands are immediately on her, skimming over her soft skin, while my eyes devour her. I’ve seen her tits through tight shirts and low-cut tank tops, but that doesn’t even hold a candle to seeing them wrapped in black silk.
“We can talk business later. Now is time for pleasure,” she purrs.
Holy yes it is. I grab her by the ass and pull her into me for a long, lingering kiss. She melts in my grip, and I trail my lips down her cheek and across her collarbone. She tastes sweet and smells sweeter, sexier. I know in this very moment this is something that is meant to happen, no matter the crazy, drunken, goofy way it all fell together. All that matters right now is her and me and our bodies coming together as one.
I lay her down gently on the bed, and my mouth waters at the prospects ahead of me. I have bigger appetites than dinner tonight. I expose her pink center from behind her panties and give her a slow lick. Meredith moans and shivers, her legs wrapping around me.
“Not yet,” I reluctantly tell her as I give another quick slide down her clit with my tongue and then pull her panties off so she’s exposed to me, bare and perfect. My clothes come off in record time, and then I’m standing before her, fully erect, and fully nude.
“My god,” she gasps and stares at me. “You’re huge.”
Nailed it.
“I’ve been waiting for you to say that.” I wink at her frantically because that was not what I meant to say, why did I say that? Now I look like I’m twitching. The only way to distract her is to drop between her legs again. Luckily, this is where I want to be most. My tongue lavishes her from her pinkness up to her breasts. Her nipples are pebbled and waiting for me,
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