Late at night I sit pounding away at the keyboard. Writing isn't Always as glamorous a life as I had once thought. Hours alone, Endless edits, unreasonable deadlines. At times It didn't seem worth the effort. But for the moment, I typed away at the stories that rolled out of my head. Despite the lost sleep and isolation it brought, releasing these stories had become a very healthy addiction.
Quietly, from behind, you approach me. I'm oblivious to your entrance as I finish another chapter. You watch the screen, waiting for a break in the process to make yourself known. As I save the final sentence, you rest your naked breasts on my shoulders surrounding my head with warm lush flesh, your hands slide sensuously down my bare chest and tweak my nipples. you gently kiss the top of my head and rest your chin on me, Asking how its going.
I Rest my head in your soft cleavage and feel my cock begin to stir from your touch. I tell you I'm almost there. Just a few more hours. Your hands slide further down my torso and you slide your tongue along my right ear, nibbling softly, as you whisper that its time for a break. Your tongue slips deftly into my ear and I cant stop the gasp of breath it pulls from me. Your fingers glide over my loose pajama pants feeling my cock grow. Your fingers wrap around it and you begin jacking me firmly.
I know you, you have been sleeping, naked, and you stand behind me, wet and ready for me. Your tongue dances over my earlobe and down my jawline as you push back and spin my chair around to face you. Standing before me is my beautiful woman. Only 5 feet tall, but packed tight with sexiness and sensuality. Large round tits capped with rubbery stiff nipples, Long brown hair brushing the midpoint of her arms, Creamy pale porcelain skin wrapping the body of a lush full woman. Her shaved pussy glittering wet in the light of the monitor. As I turn toward her, I can smell her arousal, and it tunnels my focus to making her cum for me.
