"So...think I'm gonna see you again?" Briggs asked me in the early afternoon light of my living room after the snowfall. We were standing by the door, he was fully dressed in his clothes from the day before. I was wearing my long tee shirt the barely covered my ass and cock.
We had slept for hours tangled up together as the snow fell outside after our previous romps in the bed. Our bodies were spent and exhausted.
I had my hands on his big shoulders and chest while his big, strong hands cupped my ass.
I leaned forward and kissed him, "I'm not the one saying you should leave..." I whispered smiling.
"God you drive me wild..." he said chuckling and squeezed my ass. "I've got to go pick up the kids though, watching them til tomorrow night."
"Maybe you should stop by after dropping them off tomorrow night then." I said as cool as I could. I don't think it worked though. It's hard to beg for someone's cock and act like you don't mind if they swing their dick through the door again.
"I'm down with that plan!" He said smiling at me and kissing me deeply. I moaned into his lips and then felt him pull me into him harder, his hands clenching my ass. Then he drifted away and our kiss broke. "Until then." He said and opened the door and walked out.
I glanced down and saw my cock was tenting my tee shirt. I was rock hard after that goodbye! The things he could do to me. I thought as I went into the kitchen and made an expresso. I sipped it and let the warm liquid wake me up while I sat on the couch with my knees up to my chest, re-living the previous night.
I smiled to myself like an idiot before getting up and dressing to go to the condo gym. I feel like a workout would put my head right.
I spent the next 24 hours doing a little work at home so I wasn't so behind the next week, getting the rest of my exes stuff into random boxes for him to find on the street corner, cleaning up the place, and organizing how I liked it. Truly mine again.
Around 7pm that Saturday night I was getting super antsy and kept checking my phone for Briggs text that he was heading over. Finally it came around 8pm. He said he just dropped them off and would be over in the half hour.
I sent back a gif saying "can't wait!" And hopped in the shower to clean myself up and make everything ready for him.
I stepped out of the shower to seeing his laughing emoji reaction to my gif and I smiled as I toweled off with my big fluffy, white towel. I gave myself a once over to make sure I was clean, smooth, and sexy as all hell for my black daddy stud.
I rubbed moisturizer all over myself and combed my hair while I settled into my shaven, fresh body feeling like a new man. I went to my closet and grabbed my secret drawer to surprise Briggs.
I pulled a soft, lace dark purple thong up my legs and nestled into my butt with my soft cock cradled in the front. Then I pulled on a pair of black stockings with a red bow on the back where they rested on the middle of my back thighs. Then a black skirt that almost came down to the top of the stockings but left a little skin shown between them. I smiled to myself as I pulled on a tight black tank top to finish my look for my lover and checked myself out in the mirror until I finally heard a buzz that he was down at the front door.
I hit the button to buzz him up and then went to the fridge to pop open a couple of beers for us. The IPA's since I remembered that's what he liked.
I heard his big, heavy footsteps in the hall and I was already heading to the door when I heard his fist knocking.
I swung open the door with a smile and I lost it laughing when I saw his eyes go big and go up and down to take me all in. A big smile crept on his face as he walked in and I shut the door behind him.
He was dressed in work boots, jeans, a heavy sweater, and a winter coat he hung up when he stepped in.
"Haha you were ready for me huh?"
"Oh I'd say I've been thinking about you and that big, black cock since you left yesterday afternoon!" I said giggling still and walking over to the kitchen island, slightly swaying a little so he could check my ass out in the skirt. I grabbed his beer and spun around to hand it to him.
"Haha thanks I need one of these. Been a long day. Fun hanging with the kiddo's but it's hard to focus on being a good parent when your sexy ass kept popping into my head."
"Well I am so sorry to be a burden!" I said as we joked. "Maybe you'll just have to keep my ass out of your head and into your hands!"
"I'll cheers to that!" He said reaching forward to clink our bottles together. "So...you dress up just for me or are you always this damn hot?" Briggs asked as his eyes roamed over me again.
"Oh this? This is just my Saturday hang out clothes! You don't like?" I said teasing him with my free hand running my fingers along the hem of the skirt and swaying a little so it moved around my thighs.
"No, no that is definitely a good look. I think my big black cock has got you acting a certain way."
I felt my cock stir in my lace thong when he said 'big black cock' and felt my cheeks flush a little.
"Maybe you've got me a little BBC crazy. You feel the same way about my little white booty?" I asked turning to the side a little and letting my fingers brush my skirt up to my underbutt.
"Haha are you a psychic or just used to big black guys like myself drooling all over you?"
I sipped my beer and set it on the island counter and walked the couple steps to him and put my hands on his strong chest. I bit my lip and smile "I don't see you drooling just yet..."
"Let's change that huh?" He said as his free hand reached out and gripped my waist and pulled me in for a kiss. Our tongues hungrily danced around each other. Our breath hot and heavy with lust after being apart for so long.
He stepped into me hard and forced me to take a couple steps back as he reached back and set his beer down. I just groaned and kissed him harder as his big frame pushed me around.
His hand that was holding the beer went up and gripped the hair on the back of my head and I cried out as he pulled my hair a little. Our tongues still fighting to see how could reach the back of the others throat first.
My cock was stiff in my thong and tenting the front of my skirt. I felt it pressed and pinched between us. His cock was hardening too. It was a little muted though since he had jeans on and let's face it, a much bigger cock. It took a minute to get to full mast.
Briggs rough hands gripped my tank top and tore it over my head before grabbing my neck on both sides and kissing me again. My hands reached down and undid his belt, button and pulled his zipper down.
