Glass For Me
Karen just looked at it, smiled a bit wider, and offered me
a drink. I noticed that her nipples were a bit more evident
through the stretchy fabric of her bikini top. We went inside
and I commented on the lack of kids. She smiled again, and said
that they were farmed out at friends’ houses, so that she could
run errands (I wondered if I was an “errand”). She opened a
cabinet and reached up to get a glass on a shelf that was just a
little bit too high. I reached around her and grabbed a glass
and set it on the counter. My cock pressed up against the side
of her hip. Then, I grabbed another glass, rubbing my cock
further up, around, and back down her hip. By this time, her
nipples were fully erect (or so I thought) and, in one place, the
faded blue of my suit was spotted dark blue by my oozing pre-cum.
Still playing like nothing was happening, Karen went over to
the sink and filled our glasses with water. I stood behind her,
reached over her shoulder to get my glass, and pressed my hips
against her ass, nestling my dick between her ass cheeks. She
pressed her hips backwards and rotated them a bit as she filled
her glass.
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