I want to drive this time. I want you to follow my lead. I want you to touch me only when and how I dictate. I do NOT want to hear you say NO to anything I ask.
So there we are. My place. All quiet, no one around. We have soft background music playing. We have a bottle of Champagne to drink. The lights are dim. I tell you to lie back on the bed. I am wearing a button down blouse and jeans. You are wearing jeans and a flannel shirt.
I crawl over you, tease you with my hair, brushing your face. I run my hands lightly over your body. I reach my head down your neck and smell of you. I lick your neck, your face, your ears. I kiss you deeply. God, I love to kiss you! I realize you are hard through your pants. I touch you. I can feel your heat. I rub my face over you, through your jeans. Then I jump off the bed. I want you to watch me.
You take a sip of wine and so do I. I slowly unbutton my blouse. You are watching my every move. Oh! I am not wearing a bra! You love this... I slowly take off my shirt. Now I am standing there in my jeans, topless! I crawl back up to you. I place my breasts in your face. You lick and suck them. You know what I like. You rub, roll and squeeze one while nipping and biting the other. Oh, that gets me off!!! You reach under and undo my belt. You unzip my pants. You ease my pants over my hips and smile when you see the top of my thong underwear. I stop you. I take my pants off all the way and you watch me. You like the way my thongs fit. They are black ones. They fit nice, high on my belly. The triangle of the crotch covers my bush. You can see how full my bush is because the thongs bulge out there. I turn around and let you see my ass. You like it! You are hot hot hot for me.