“I’m bored.” I responded playfully.
“I’m watching the basketball game.”
Yes it was true. Lebron James and the Miami Heat were playing basketball in some playoff game or another. It was some sporting event that I had no interest in watching.
“Go ahead and watch.” I said running my hand over the rough material of Steven’s jeans, “I don’t mind, you can watch all you want.”
I tugged at the top of his jeans trying to loosen the button that held his pants together. Steven placed his hand on top of mine and stopped me from pulling.
“Please stop. I’m really trying to watch this game. I stress the word ‘Trying’. We can fool around later.” Steven said.
“huh” I snorted, “Fine be that way.”
I sat back on the couch, crossed my arms over my chest and did what any mature person would do, pouted.
After sitting there and pouting for a few seconds I hatched an idea. It was pure genius and there is no way a red blooded man would be able to resist.
With that I got up and walk out of the den. If he didn’t want to play with me I could always play by myself. But I could make it very uncomfortable for him at the same time.
I walked into Steven’s closet stopped. It was loaded with tailored suits on one wall. Crisp ironed shirts on another. Highly polished shoes lined along the floor. A dresser built was built into the wall with glistening watches and cufflinks on top.
I slipped my black my black yoga pants and panties down to the floor. I stepped out and left them in a pile in the middle of the floor. My Carolina Hurricanes tee-shirt quickly followed and landed in the pile.
I walked to the row of shirts and slipping one off the hanger. There was a faint jingling of the metal hanger moving. I slipped my arms into the sleeves and cuffed up the sleeves. The soft silk of the tie felt cool against my cheek. I walked out of the closet and stopped.
A smile came to my lips. I needed one more item, well, maybe two.
In the top drawer of my vanity were a number of little treasures. There sat a new pair of black stockings with flowers up the side and a fine silk tie at the top.
“hmmm, that should do just fine” I whispered to myself.
The last item was at the bottom of the drawer. I reached into the drawer and closed it in my hand.
With all the confidence I could muster I walked out of the bedroom. The air licked at my body as I walked into the den. I didn’t look at Steven when I walk in the room. I just walked to a big overstuffed chair directly across from Steven and sat down.
“Wooow, Holy fuck you look sexy!” Steven exclaimed.
“Thank you. Now watch your little game.” I said with a lip biting smile.
“The game can wait. Let me record it.”
“No. You’re not getting any of this. You didn’t want it before. You’re not getting it now.” I said.
I extended my legs onto the ottoman and reclined into the back of the seat. With my eyes closed, I dragged my fingertips up my thighs in an exaggerated motion. Letting my fingertips caress my legs and stomach. I pushed the shirt wide so both my breasts were completely exposed.
“You’re trying to tease me.” Steven said.
“Maybe, maybe not. You had your chance. Watch those men play with their little ball.”
It was time to really start my tease.
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