Seated in a comfy oversized lounge Ava and I chat easily over a glass of chilled wine. Pouring both a second glass Ava excuses herself explaining its time to prepare for today’s entertainment. Pleased I wink eyeing her young tight ass as she sashays out of the room. Relaxing back into my chair my mind meanders thinking back to our last erotic encounter; a hot sexy couple of hours of mutual pleasuring with Heather. I feel the heat rise around my collared shirt and my cock stirs at the memory. Adjusting myself I sculls my wine and prepare myself to wait. To my frustration my anticipation builds, I can’t get a handle on my expectations, I gets up for a drink of water hoping to break this obsessive thinking.

What can be taking so long I wonder? Closing my eyes I rest my head on the back of the chair. Images of her bare ass and breasts, her body succumbing to my sexual prowesses crowd in; I can smell her musky scent; even taste her sweet juices.
Finally the door creaks open and as she approaches I see she is dressed in black lace and a satin dressing gown covering her shoulders. Without uttering a word she clears the coffee table sheds her gown and lays down her body stretched out her knees bent resting her heels on the table edge. The lacey lingerie slides up a bit and from my vantage point I see she is wearing matching lace panties. Parting her knees slightly she traces the outline of her body with one hand and finding her breasts lingering, tracing circles around the nipples until they harden. Erect her nipples push the lace away from her skin, she continues her nipple play until a tiny wisp of pleasure escapes her scarlet lips.