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Standing in the doorway in nothing but my white t-shirt is Staci. Blood flows towards my dick as I take in her appearance.
Her long legs are bare, with her right one slightly behind her left. My shirt barely covers her curves, leaving me to wonder if she is wearing anything underneath.
As my eyes wander up her body, they lock onto her nipples poking through the thin and almost see through fabric. Not wanting to make her feel uncomfortable, I quickly lift my gaze until it is on her face and not her body.
Based on the growing grin on her face, she knows I was just checking her out. She doesn’t seem to mind, though.
Her gaze wanders over my shirtless torso, getting wider the lower she looks.
I have to use every ounce of restraint I have to not let my erection show.
Needing to take the attention off our barely covered bodies, I ask, “Is everything okay?”
Her eyes are bright, like she hasn’t been to sleep yet. “Oh, yeah. I went to the kitchen because I wasthirsty. I heard music and saw the lights on and was curious.”
“Do you need me to show you where the cups are?”
She shakes her head. “I already found them. First cabinet I opened, too.”
Neither one of us moves or talks.
Should I offer to hang out with her?
Maybe watch a movie or television show.
Should I continue with my workout while she watches?
Would that be too weird?
Her voice interrupts my thoughts and her smile turns into a frown. “Sorry I interrupted your workout.”
She turns away from me and starts to walk back through the back door, but I stop her. “Wait.”
When she turns back around, I take a few steps over to her. “First, I always welcome your interruption.”
The last thing I want is for her to feel bad about coming out here.
“Second, my house is your house for the night, so feel free to walk around, explore, and make yourself at home. I want you to feel comfortable here.”
Staci doesn’t let me continue. She takes a couple of steps towards me to close the gap between us.
Her hardened nipples rub against my chest as she presses her body against mine.
I freeze, unable to move or breathe as my dick decides it needs all my blood.
Staci stands on her tiptoes and presses her lips to mine.
I’ve waited months for this moment and don’t plan on letting it pass. I wrap my arms around her waist and pull her closer as she gives in and lets me deepen the kiss.
Her lips are soft and move in sync with mine. Our tongues mingle as my hands snake down her back to cup her ass.
She leans her head back and moans as I give her ass a squeeze.
My lips make their way to her exposed neck. I kiss, lick, and suck my way down her neck to the collar of my shirt.
Damn, I need more of her.
My balls tighten as my dick bounces in my shorts.