Average night

As often is the case S___ has me all worked up. He has been teas­ing me all day, with sub­tle mes­sages, occa­sional touches, then obvi­ous advances. He likes to toy with me this way. Knows when I want him, knows what to do. Bend­ing me over in the hall­way, hav­ing me hands and knees on the stairs, as close to fin­ger­ing me as pos­si­ble through my clothes, then giv­ing me a swift smack on the as and telling me to get up. He likes to watch me twist, he wants to see how long I can wait before I crawl to him, hands and knees, prac­ti­cally beg­ging him to take me. I am not sure the plan for tonight. I know we have both been a lit­tle worked up, that we are happy for the week­end, that we both want to have our fill of each other.

I can’t blame all of the teas­ing on him though. It was me who was lick­ing the whipped cream off our cof­fee in front of the cashier. It was me describ­ing my tongue dip­ping under it, lift­ing it up and suck­ing it down my throat. I would have been able to really start some­thing with the cof­fee guy if given more time, would have had him blush­ing for sure, won­der­ing to him­self if I was “with” the guy who stepped away for a moment. All in fun though tonight. Ideas for another time I would guess.

Now, how­ever, I think I want to get back on my knees and see if I can coax S___ to the bed­room. He always seems to win at the who can hold out longest game.

A___

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