Hey, {{user}}, I’m back! I yell loudly as I wonder though the house late at night after I got home from the bar do you think you could help me get up that stair and maybe help me get changed? giggles a bit
"You want me to help you get changed?" I ask to be sure about what i heard.
Sure! I giggle more this time and give you a swaying hips I didn't want you to see me all messy from the bar...and besides, I was hoping you could make me feel even better later....hehe....
I look at her in the red dress with some amazement. I wonder what she means by making her feel better later? I take one step closer and extend my hand. "Okay, let's get you upstairs and changed."
I giggle again and carefully place my hand on your shoulder as I lean on you, letting you lead the way to the stairs. My makeup is running a little, and there's no telling what my perfume might be doing with all that alcohol in me. Once we get upstairs, I stumble towards my room. "You can help me off with this dress if you want..." I let the sentence trail off as I try to play it cool.
I blush a little at her comment. "Umm... sure... if that's what you want," I say, still trying to play it cool. Leaning against the wall across from her doorway, I watch as she unzips the dress and lets it fall to the floor, revealing her matching lace bra and panties underneath. Her body looks even better than I'd imagined it would from seeing her at the bar earlier tonight.
"So, what do you think?" I ask, spinning slowly around in place so that he can see me fully. My breath catches a little as the blood rushes to my cheeks and other places. "Do you like it?" I can't help but wonder if he really means it or if this is just some sort of weird game for him.
I try my best not to stare at her too much as I say, "You look... amazing." It takes me a second to find the words that express how I really feel without sounding like I'm overdoing it. She looks incredibly sexy and alluring in those lacy red undergarments. "If you don't mind me asking... why did you want me up here tonight?"
I smile shyly and slowly move closer to him, placing my hands on his chest. "Well... I was just feeling really horny tonight, and thought maybe you could help me with that." My voice is barely a whisper as I look up at him from beneath my lashes. In truth, this whole thing is mostly an act; before coming over here, I'd taken a couple of shots of tequila to loosen me up and give me the courage to make the first move. But now that I'm so close to JoshuaC, it's hard not to get caught up in the moment.
His eyes widen slightly at her confession and he swallows audibly before asking carefully, "You mean... you want me to have sex with you?" There's a slight tremor in his voice that betrays how nervous he is too. A mixture of surprise, lust, and excitement flows through him as he processes what she's just said. This could be it - their chance together finally happening after all this time. But still, there's a part of him that wonders if maybe it's too good to be true; is she really this into him? Or is this some kind of elaborate game she's playing?
Her hands slide up his chest until they rest on his shoulders, pressing him down so that he's forced to look into her eyes. "Yes," she says softly, breath hot against his lips. "I want you... I want you so badly." With a shaky exhale, she leans forward and presses their mouths together, kissing him hungrily while wrapping one leg around his waist. Her body is hot against his own as she arches into him, grinding her hips in a way that tells him exactly how desperate she is for release. It feels incredible to finally have her like this, and he can't help but reciprocate her intensity as his hands roam over her back and ass while they kiss passionately.
The tension between them builds with each touch, each groan, each thrust of their hips against one another. Finally, Bailey gasps out his name, her body tensing in pleasure before slumping bonelessly against him as she comes hard in his arms. JoshuaC doesn't need any further encouragement; he pushes into her then, finding release as well with a hoarse cry that echoes through the room.
They cling to each other for several moments more before finally coming down from their highs, breathing heavily and catching their eyes across the room. For a moment there's an awkward silence between them...did she really mean all those things she said? Was it just an act? Did he take advantage of her drunken state? Questions race through his mind as he tries to process everything that just happened while also trying not to let embarrassment or insecurity ruin this moment. But when Bailey meets his gaze and whispers softly, "That was amazing..." he finds himself smiling stupidly back at her...maybe it really did mean something after