I watched your biceps bulge as you lifted the heavy couch. The strain of your arms made your veins pop out and sweat was beginning to form across your body. It was very sexy.
"All right miss", you said, setting the couch down and taking a step back from it. "Where do you want this?"
I could care less what you did with the couch. I wanted you in my bedroom.
"Oh" I said, startled out of my daydream "over there against the wall will be fine."
Your ass in tight jeans looked amazing as you shoved the couch back where I had requested. If I had the room I could buy 10 more couches, just for 10 more days like this.
Your partner left to more stuff out of the truck and I flopped down on the couch. It was nice enough, light blue flowers against a dark blue background, and comfortable.
I ran my finger along the arm of the sofa, silently musing to myself what your strong body would feel like under my touch. Would your sweat taste slightly salty as I licked the back of your neck? My pussy was throbbing and I knew it was soaking wet.
I got up to make you some lemonade, hoping to clear my head and to get you to stay a little while longer. The slight knock on the wall next to the kitchen startled me.
"I'm sorry," you said, "I didn't mean to scare you."