The air coming in the open windows was warm and moist. The rain had been falling all morning and showed no signs of letting up as I tossed the well-worn comic book to the floor. It was a lazy day, dreary and lacking in sunshine. I gazed out the window at the rain drops tapping the leaves, the noise of the drizzle barley audible above the Pink Floyd playing in the background.
I closed my eyes for a moment and relaxed, letting The Dark Side the Moon float into my thoughtless mind.
She came sauntering down the hallway, her long hair cascading over her shoulders and her bare feet silent on the cool floor. The white dress shirt she had stolen from my closet, now covered in light dabs of paint, barely covered the tops of her shapely thighs. Each step revealed a glimpse of bare skin as she approached. The top buttons were undone and her breasts gently swayed as she padded into the kitchen. My eyes followed, catching the little curvy bottoms of her ass as she reached for a glass from the upper cabinet.
She glanced at me before heading back down the hallway and paused. She tossed her hair and gave a slight smile as she slowly placed her glass on the coffee table before turning towards me. She straddled my thighs and put her arms around my neck as she wriggled into place on my lap. Her eyes smouldered with desire and mischief as her hands moved across my chest, her fingers tracing through the light smattering of chest hair.
Without a word between us we kissed, her lips gently caressing mine. I felt the tip of her soft tongue flicker across my lips as she gently moved on me, her bottom rubbing my upper thighs and creating a large bulge in my shorts. I slid my hands along her sides and under the shirt, enjoying the feel of her smooth, silky skin on my rough hands. My fingers found her erect nipples and traced little circles around them as she giggled. Her hands dipped between her legs and freed my swollen cock from the confines of the material.
