It was only noticeable if you knew what to look for, but when I scanned the crowd after a particularly titillating move
under a bright light, there were plenty of conspicuous crotch-adjusting men I saw. Amateur porn I mean, I could have fucked him in boring office clothes, but I’d rather give my man a boner without even touching him. We hadn’t gotten a chance to really talk yet; when I got home he was in his
office finishing up some work. We hadn’t gotten a chance to really talk yet; when I got home he was in his
office finishing up some work. I wrapped my arm around her waist and guided her to the bathroom, sitting her down on the toilet lid. My hand rubbed circles into her muscles; every time I dipped closer and closer towards her
crotch. ***
I waltzed out into the living room, my arrival accompanied by the sound of war coming from the TV. She just smiled and nodded, apparently oblivious to my turmoil, “It’s mostly my legs, though, so I don’t know if I really need to, like, turn over or anything.”
I shook my head, “Just close your eyes, I’ll take care of you.”
She lay flat on the bed with her arms by her side and closed her eyes, just as she was told.
