We've been down the pub for a drink and have just arrived back at the house. Both slightly drunk and turned on from the flirting we've been enjoying all evening.
You open some wine and we start drinking, you dancing to some music as I sit, drink and enjoy watching you – your boobs swinging and even better your arse swaying when you turn round, god how I like your arse.
Seeing my eyes all over you you smile and dance toward me swaying, leaning over so I can see your cleavage, turning round and wiggling your arse, lowering yourself onto me wiggling again and up and away as I reach for you and miss. You're laughing now and so am I - "do that again!" - I demand.
You tease me, getting more outrageous with your dancing, easing your top down over your shoulder to show more breast, running your hands down your body, over your arse as you turn. You come back again and, back towards me, wiggle and lower yourself down until you can feel how hard I am for you as I pull you down hard and hump against you.
The feel of my cock makes you groan and you turn and kiss me, your hands stroking me, mine reaching for you and caressing your breasts. Your lips down my neck and then you stop, pull away and say, "Sorry love, but you need a bath."
You go to the bathroom and run a bath for me, using some of your bubbles to make it smell nice and feel nice. While we're waiting you continue to dance, keep coming over to kiss, me, to tease me, each time my hands going a little farther, a stroke of your arse, a tease of your nipples, making you hotter, making you more excited. Then the bath is ready and you pull and push me toward the bathroom, "go and get clean," you say.