Horny_(0)

I lay reclining on the leather sofa, my legs stretched out in front of me, an overstuffed pillow behind my back. I sigh wiggling my bare toes, stretching my tired muscles. I reach my arm behind me, catching the glass off the table. Bringing it forward I swirl the amber liquid in the glass, hearing the clink of the ice as it slowly melts. I lower my eyelids, hiding my green eyes behind my lids, I let my eyes follow my hand placing the glass on my stomach. I focus in on one small drop, watching it slowly make a path down the side of the glass, I watch as it comes to my thumb where I hold the glass before rubbing my thumb over the condensation creating a thick smear. Swirling again I raise it to my lips and take a small sip, taking the liquid into my mouth, I roll it around my tongue, and moaning softly as I swallow I feel the heat slowly roll down my throat into my chest and on to my stomach. Balancing the glass again on my stomach, I close my eyes feeling the coolness from the ac slowly seep into my body.

I continue to take small sips of my drink, feeling it warm me. I’ve had a busy day and I am enjoying some needed down time. I sink a bit lower into the pillow, carefully placing the glass on the floor beside me. Bringing my hands back to my body, I rest them on my stomach. Breathing deeply I feel my cock twitching. I contemplate the effort in removing my briefs, which means sitting up. Sighing I slide my hand down to my cock, slowly I run my hand down into my briefs resting it over my cock. Tugging the fabric I feel the air caress the exposed skin. I lay there a moment, my eyes closed basking the in the silence. I hear the sound of Ellen’s steps on the slate floor, echoing in the empty room. I keep my eyes closed until I feel the sofa give down near my feet under her weight. Opening my eyes to mere slits I regard her through them as she drapes her arm over the back of the sofa, slouching slightly, her own drink in hand. ” That better not be my whiskey…” I comment, and see her smirk.

” No John, I’d never do that.” she responds dryly with an amused twist of her mouth, before bringing the glass to her lips for a sip. I turn slightly in the seat, placing my glass down on the table at the other end of the sofa. Leaning my head back I contemplate her, my head propped against the back of the sofa. ” You are beautiful. What are you doing here?” I state, as she stretches herself out a little bit longer so that she can slip her feet into my lap. I drop my hand to her feet, rubbing her along her ankle and running my fingers around the sensitive skin. ” I have not seen you in a while. I decided to stop over.” I sigh as I raise my head again, looking at her. She looks into my eyes as I continue to play with her ankles, slowly rubbing and massaging up her calf. Ellen arches her back slightly, stretching the muscles there and the corner of my mouth kicks up as my eyes darken. She raises an eyebrow at me, asking an unspoken question. My face breaks out into a full grin as I bend her outside leg, moving it so it drops to the floor. Starting at her knees I slowly look up her length and it feels like my eyes score her skin and she feels the tell tale ache low in her stomach as I pause looking directly at her groin in her jeans before her nipples respond, pebbling against her bra as my eyes roam her breasts. Ellen smiles back at me as my eyes look over her face.

I move between her spread legs, slowly covering her body with mine. Soon I’m laying over her, my body easily covering hers. Tipping her chin up slightly I plant a soft kiss on her lips, feeling her mouth open under mine I deepen the kiss, and she moans softly in the back of her throat as my tongue slides into her mouth. I brace myself on my arms on either side of her head, begging her. Ellen arches up against me slightly as we continue to kiss, hooking her arms around my waist she pulls me closer, threatening my position so I fit tighter against her.