I lick my way up the center of your stomach and then over to each of your nipples, swirling my tongue around until they become hard.I lick my way up the center of your stomach and then over to each of your nipples, swirling my tongue around until they become hard. Then I sit back a bit and ask, "Are you getting impatient over here love?" "Hmmph" you groan. "There is a limit to my patience, DARLING!" My hands are idly stroking your sides, moving across your upper chest, down the center of your stomach. My stomach is resting against your lap. I can feel the evidence of your desire beginning to stir and press against my body, feeling your heat through the thin satin fabric. "Just 10 more minutes, love, I promise." "Oh you! You wench! You tease! Just for that!!" You tug gently on the first tie, which loosens quickly and easily, knowing full well the effect this gesture will have on me, as I feel the fabric release its hold on my breasts. My nipples grow taut and press against the wisp of clothing yet covering me, seeking freedom and your touch. You smile teasingly and whisper huskily, "Back to your reading DARLING. I couldn't think of interrupting for the next 10 minutes!" Now its my turn to mumble and sigh! "Hmph!" We both know that this playful game of taunting and teasing is only intensifying and mounting our anticipation and excitement. When I return to the couch, with my back to you, I slowly and deliberately bend down to punch my pillow just so, and pick up my notebook, knowing full well that you are watching every movement. |