Here And Now

I slip into my hottest date-night look, painting my nails a flirty pink, sliding a skimpy thong up my thighs, and squeezing into a skintight dress that hugs every curve. No bra tonight—my nipples poke through just right—but these sky-high heels are non-negotiable, making my ass pop as I strut into the living room. There’s Jimmy, my boyfriend, transforming our space into a romantic restaurant setup, candles flickering, plates ready. We nibble a few bites, but his hands are all over me already, groping my tits through the fabric. Dinner? Fuck that—it’ll wait. We crave dessert first. Our kiss starts sweet but turns hungry fast. I peel down the top of my dress, baring my perky breasts for him to devour with his eyes and mouth. Dropping to my knees, I yank his pants open, his thick stiffie springing free, throbbing in my face. God, I love it—I wrap my lips around him, sucking deep, stroking the shaft with both hands, savoring every veiny inch as he groans above me. Jimmy shoves the plates aside, clearing the table, then lifts me up, helping me spread my legs wide and take a seat right there, ready for him to fuck me senseless.