It had been another long day for Stew. A full day of classes followed by an 8-hour work shift had Stew getting home well after 10. He mindlessly made his way into his dark apartment and walked down the hallway towards his bedroom stopping quickly in the bathroom to take a quick leak and brush his teeth. From there Stew wandered the short distance to his bedroom ready to collapse into bed.
In his room Stew begins pulling his clothes off carelessly tossing them into the hamper near his closet. Once he's down to his briefs he turns and is about to crawl into bed when he hears a throat clear. He turns and to his shock sees Lacey standing in the doorway with a sexy smirk on her face. Stew chided himself thinking he was sure he had closed the door behind him. His eyes nearly bugged out of his head when he noticed that Lacey was only wearing a black bra and panty set. The set was cotton with scalloped lace accents with the only touch of color coming from a small pink bow at the center of the bra and one front and center on the panties.
His intense fatigue did not stop his hormones from reacting in the expected way and his cock was quickly growing inside his briefs.
"Hi Stewie." Lacey said in a low sultry voice as she entered the room and shut the door behind her.
"Hi Lacey." Stew said nervously as he watched Lacey shut the door. Stew was aware of two things at that moment. One, he was unable to take his eyes off of Lacey's killer nearly nude body and he knew his eyes probably looked like saucers. And two, his briefs were now very tight and uncomfortable.
"Long day huh?" Lacey said as she closed the distance between Stew and herself.
"Yeah, been at it since about 7." Stew said breathily as Lacey came to within less than a foot of him. Stew's eyes were immediately drawn to Lacey's chest and her breasts cradled in that black bra. His befuddlement at seeing Lacey's perfect body didn't entirely cloud Stew's judgement. He then asked, "Isn't Chuck here?"
"Yeah, he's passed out." Lacey said. "Polished off a bottle of vodka and after a couple of rounds of drunk sex passed out." Stew internally breathed a sigh of relief. Although the thought of drunk sex with Lacey brought a throb to his rock-hard cock.
Before he could say anything, else Lacey said, "Why don't you let me help you relax?" She then took his hand and guided him to his bed. Stew felt butterflies in his stomach as he felt Lacey's small delicate hand take his and guide him. She then laid him back on the bed and gazed down on him with a sweet smile on her face.
Lacey then ran her bare hands over Stew's chest a few times before taking his right hand in hers again. Stew watched mesmerized as she moved his hand down towards his groin area and his hardon. She then placed his hand directly on his hardon. With her hand directly over his finger for finger she then began to stroke his hardon with his hand.
With his hand being guided by hers Stew's cock was suddenly throbbing almost out of control. But just like all of their other previous encounters Stew was too caught up in the situation to do anything about it. As she continued to manipulate his hand stroking his cock Lacey leaned in close to Stew's face and said in a low sultry voice,
"That feels good doesn't it Stewie?"