You exit the bathroom, having just bathed. As you head into the lounge, making your way towards the stereo, I exit the kitchen behind you, carrying two glasses of wine. As you make your selection, I place the glasses on the coffee table. You press play.
I kiss your neck softly. You gasp, and put your hand to your damp hair. As I kiss your neck and then shoulders, you reach round and feel my jean-clad arse. You turn your head further, and as we kiss softly, your towel drops to the floor, exposing your warm heaving breasts.
I gently pass my hand from your left shoulder down to your left breast, cupping it before moving on to your firm erect nipple. I squeeze. My right hand does the same, as we continue to kiss. You stop kissing me and look down at my hands as they slowly move down your body. As they reach your warm mound and inner thighs, one of your hands has found its way into my jeans.
Just as I begin to gently stroke your clit, whilst stroking one of your arse cheeks, you discover my hard, throbbing cock inside my jeans. I jolt a little as you squeeze the head, and my hand slips down to your wet tunnel. Automatically, my middle finger slides in. I begin fingering you slowly as you stroke my cock. As the music plays on, our breathing and motion increases.
I stop and turn you around, lowering onto the comfy chair next to the stereo. I remove my shirt and kneel down.