How did we let the laundry pile up like this? Ugh, we so need a cleaning lady. Filling the laundry basket, I haul it over to the laundry room. Leaning over the basket, I'm filling the washing machine when Victor comes up behind me rubbing what feels like a very hard cock into my ass. "What are you doing sweetie?" he asks. I can't help myself and offer this smartass response "If you look really closely I think you can figure it out." I quickly get a swat across my ass for my saucy attitude. I try to stand up but Victor has his hand on my back keeping me bent over, my ass against his cock. Taking the hint I continue to fill the washer as Victor grinds into me. He tells me that he'll waiting for me in the bedroom when I'm done, then he slaps my ass once again and leaves. Smirking, I think, "Oh he wants to play does he..."
Walking into the bedroom I find Victor sitting on the bed, his back against the headboard, his legs laying straight out in front him and his cock sticking through the slit in his Budweiser pj bottoms. I lean against the door jam crossing my arms and we stare into each other's eyes for a few minutes both of us with smirks on our faces. I slowly remove my clothes as I saunter towards him. Naked I crawl onto the bed on all fours towards him. I smile and lick my lips when I notice his cock twitch. My tongue darts out and quickly licks the tip. A low moan escapes his lips. Victor's eyes are dark with lust and it's making my pussy cream. I'm still feeling a little saucy so I slowly and deliberately lick his cock from the base to the tip. Victor reaches out his hands and I know what he's trying to do so I move my head out of his grasp. His eyes get dangerously dark then I hear that sexy growl that he knows drives me wild. I'm not ready to give up my little game yet so I jump off the bed and run from the room giggling. I think he's surprised at my actions so it takes him a minute or two to react. Running through the halls I slam doors along the way hoping that it will distract him.
I run into the laundry room hoping the noise from the washing machine will cover any noise I might make. I listen as he opens several doors along the way, checking each closet and room and calling out to me. I can't help but giggle a little. I quickly cover my mouth hoping he didn't hear that. I silently listen, not hearing anything I lean closer to the door concentrating on trying to determine where Victor is within the house. I scream and practically jump out of my skin as two hands come up behind me grabbing my tits hard pushing me up against the door in front of me then I hear Victor whisper "that giggle gets you into trouble every time". I laugh out loud at that comment but Victor is no longer playing, I think I've pushed my luck a little too far this time. Using his leg he pushes mine further apart and I think regretfully "I probably should have grabbed some clothes to put on".