We are at your place to watch TV. At first, we are seated comfortably apart on the sofa, but during the show, we gradually move closer until we are shoulder-to-shoulder, leaning our heads against one another. You are on my left (my good side) and we begin to hold hands and play with each others' fingers. (I love this part... the innocent foreplay!) Every now and then I bring your hand to my lips and kiss you lightly on the back of your hand. The fact that we are this close is exciting to me, and I look down to see if my arousal is obvious... so far, it isn't too bad - just some slight twitching as my cock steadily grows down my pant leg. I try to ignore it and pretend to be interested in the show.
On the last commercial break, you excuse yourself and rise to leave the room. As you stand, you prop yourself up wit my left thigh, high enough on my leg that the tip of your little finger almost reaches where my cock has settled against my leg. You stand slowly and arch your back as you slide your hand off of my leg. As you step away from the couch, you glance down at me and smile, but it is so brief that I can't tell if you are aware of my excitement or merely happy that I am enjoying the show. You're still wearing the slip dress that I helped you pick out today and as you leave I watch you tug the skirt out of the crack of your ass - for some reason I love the way women's clothes do that. Just before turning the corner to leave the room, you give me another quick glance and catch me watching you. You smile and disappear from my view.
In a few moments you are back, but there is something different about you... something in your walk, maybe? As you turn to sit beside me, I can also see that you have removed your bra and are restrained only by the flimsy material of the dress. Wow, now I'm really turned on - I think you have a wonderful chest, even though I am normally not so interested in that part of the female body. Still, something else is different....
For the last part of the show you seem preoccupied, fidgeting while we sit together. You are becoming more and more bold about placing your hand near my cock, and with each potential touch I grow firmer and longer.
The show ends and you turn off the TV with the remote. You seem to hesitate for a second, then, as you lean forward to place the remote on the coffee table, you reach between my legs and grab my stiff cock and balls. Without releasing me, you turn and put one knee on the cushion beside me and lean forward to expose your ample cleavage. You whisper in my ear, I want to show you something." I let out a quiet moan as you gently squeeze my balls before letting them go to crawl onto all fours on the sofa. Now it's obvious you haven't forgotten my primary favorite female body part as you wiggle your ass at me from under your skirt. "Look under my dress, baby. I have something special for you." I hop up to sit on my knees facing you and reach down to the hem of your skirt, now hanging about halfway down the backs of your thighs. As I lift the silky material over your hips, you arch your back even further....
