I poured another tall cocktail into her glass and handed it to her, as she smiled before sipping it and slowly licking her lips.
She took my hand, and we danced, drunk and silly, to the music. I pulled her closer and kissed her, and her tongue lingered in my mouth before she withdrew slightly, biting my bottom lip as she smiled.
"You're naughty tonight," I whispered into her ear.
"Make me another one of those and find out how naughty I can be," she said, locking eyes with mine.
She turned around and pressed her ass into me, feeling myself grow against her and enjoying the tease as I ran my hands over her breasts, down her stomach and to her hips, pulling her in closer still.
"Make me another drink," she asked again.
As I did, she leant over the kitchen counter, teasing me with her full breasts as I handed the drink to her.
"You should have a shower," she said, but it wasn't a request, it had an almost edge to it.
"If you insist," I replied.
I lathered myself in the hot shower, trying not to let my imagination run ahead, my cock engorged and standing to full attention needing urgently to be touched. As I gripped the head, I began to slowly stroke it, thinking of her, her ass against mine, her breast straining against her bra under her dress. But I needed to stop. I turned the after to cold and stood for a moment before stepping out and letting the water drip from my body. I grabbed a towel and made my way into the hall.
The sound of music softly emanated from the bedroom. I called out, no reply. As I grew closer I could smell the intoxicating fragrance of incense and opening the door, the soft candlelit room, dark, but just light enough to make her out on the bed.
She lay there, almost naked. Her bra held her heaving breasts, her legs in stockings and feet in heels. Her spectacular, soft feminine body was the very definition of desire. She wore no underwear, she was ready to tease.
"I see you're ready," she said.
"I want you so badly," I gasped back.
"You need to earn me." She said, smiling, beckoning me over.
I stepped closer to her and ran my hand slowly up her leg, to her thigh and crouched over her and again kissed her before she pushed me off and climbed on top of me.
"No, that's not how tonight is going to work," she said, taking my face in her hand.
She then stood up and walked to the cupboard and retrieved a box.
"What's in that?" I asked curiously.
"That's for you to find out," she said back firmly.
She made her way back over to me and suddenly was on top of me again. She took my hands and bound my wrists.
