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Title: Tea Time
I am at the computer, reading emails, deleting spam and saving other items to look at later. I don?t turn around but I know you are behind me. I hear your footsteps. I wait. After a minute or two I tell you there is a mug of tea on the counter for you. I sip my tea waiting. This was to be an afternoon and evening for us. I log off the computer. Taking my tea I follow you into the kitchen. I see you are dressed in the items I left on the bed with the satin robe loosely tied. You have put on the panties and bra and found a chemise to put on. Damn you look so sexy leaning against the counter, legs crossed at the ankle. Over these few short months you have learned to trust me. You arouse me and excite me. I keep my hands wrapped around my tea mug, sipping my hot tea, licking my lips and teeth. I look into your eyes waiting for you. The question I have for you, Is why the white briefs? Why? Was it to be a test for me again, Did you over hear a stupid comment, or did you question your masculinity again. Don?t you know it is you I have come to enjoy, the lingerie wearing has been the frosting, the special addition to our relationship. We both stand and watch each other. No words pass between us. My questions I don?t verbalize. In time he will tell me what is going on in his brain. To lighten up on him, I ask about dinner. Do we prepare dinner at home or are we ordering out. I need to feel his closeness, to have his warm hands on me. Putting down my tea, I walk the few steps to be up close to him. My nose just comes up to his chin. Standing on my tip toes I reach his mouth. I kiss him, waiting for a reaction. I come back down on my feet. Looking into his face, I try not to read anything into his behavior. Turning around I open the refrigerator door and begin to pull stuff out for dinner. Opening another cabinet I pull out a pot to fill with water. You reach over to turn the water off. Taking my hand you pull me into your arms. This I have been waiting for since I got home, his warm hands and arms around me. I snuggle into his arms, feeling the satin next to me. This is the guy that found me. At first our talks were all about panties and lingerie, getting off, styles, fabrics and colors. Now this relationship has moved on. We talk about sports, don?t even mention the redskins or the giants and definitely not the cowboys, the traffic, how the day went, I guess you could say all the ordinary stuff that goes on day to day. I again ask about dinner but the answer I got was a kiss so deep and warm that dinner wasn?t on his mind at the moment. Slipping my tongue into his mouth proved that, he sucked on my tongue giving me the answer that meant dinner was going to be late tonight. With his fingers he began to unbutton my blouse. The black sheer lace bra meets with his approval especially with my nipples standing up and very hard. He leans forward taking my nipple into his mouth. With his other hand cups my breast, letting his thumb rub over the other nipple. My blouse falls to the floor. I know he is going to do a pantie inspection. He hates cotton, doesn?t care what the weather is or what time of month it is, it has to be satin/nylon. Only lace or trims for that sexier look on occasion. I think secretly he has been throwing out my cotton panties I had and replaced them with satin panties. I don?t really mind but cotton does feel good when it is hot outside. Secretly I have a stash of cotton panties. When he isn?t at my home there are times when cotton knit panties can be seen on my butt. He has told me if and when he sees me in cotton panties, a hard fuck will be my punishment. Just what does that mean,? I don?t worry about a pantie inspection. Over the few months with him I have learned to appreciate his thinking on satin panties. I have the matching panties on under my skirt, black sheer but with some lace. For him to get to those panties he has got to pull down pantyhose. I know that might get me a hard fuck tonight but that is what we need now. When I am as horny as I am and needing his hands on me there are some things I will do to get his extra attention, pantyhose will do that tonight. Pushing up my skirt, not feeling the thigh highs or a garter belt I hear you mumble something about cotton, but I know better. With a smile and a giggle I do know better. We are in for some hard playing tonight. Pushing my skirt up further, not letting me unzip the zipper you feel for the waistband of the pantyhose, pulling them down, with your warm hands on my butt feeling the soft smooth satin, I laugh giggle knowing what you expected to find. With a smile on my face I let you touch fondle and rub along my clit, lips parting my legs. You have to feel how wet you are making me. With you dressed in all that satin rubbing against me now.
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