I actually wrote this monday but forgot to post it. Enjoy!
What a day what a day. So, I know you’re all wondering how things went with Brian. Well…let me tell you. It was so intense it’s not even funny. I don’t know how to explain it without sounding like a 14 year old girl gossiping about the boy she likes because most of it was conversation. So bear with me with my crazy soundingness.
The day started out alright…I woke up, showered, picked up Angela and left for the Davidsons. I was kinda freaking out because I wasn’t sure if Brian would be home and well the last time I saw him he was cumming all over his hand so clearly the air was still a little foggy. We started in his mother’s room like usual and after we were done she went in there and I went upstairs. I knew Brian was downstairs still eating breakfast so I started out dusting before moving into the Dad’s bathroom. I got kicked out so he could change and instead of waiting outside the door I went to clean inside Brian’s room. I was done with the shower and finishing up the toilet when I heard footsteps behind me.
‘It really looks like it’s not going to cool down outside doesn’t it?’ I could not believe he was talking about the weather. I knew he had to be uncomfortable so I kinda pretended to wipe something far and stuck my butt out a little knowing that my thong was showing. I doubt it did anything but the thought of him staring at my ass was already making me a little wet.
‘Yeah…I think this is going to be one of those fast Falls.’ I said as I stood up. We made eye contact for the first time since I watched his eyes roll back a little as he finished himself off.
‘Look, I wanted to apologize for the last time you were here.’ He looked nervous and was white as a sheet.
‘It’s not a problem.’ I said practically interrupting him praying in my head oh please do it again.
“Well…” he sighed. ‘It was really inappropriate’
I blushed and looked away because if he had known the thoughts going through my head he wouldn’t have been so worried.
‘Honestly…” I began completely terrified to finish the sentence. “I can’t say that I minded a whole lot” Again I looked at him only this time I let myself glance slowly up his body before stopping at his eyes.
‘You…don’t mind…a man….at your expense?’ I noticed his hand move a little and as I glanced down I saw that he was getting a little hard through his pajama pants and was adjusting as to not be so obvious. I instinctually licked and bit my lip before looking back up to his eyes.
‘I didn’t know that it…was…at my expense…but no…I don’t mind.’ I turned away towards the sink that was almost done. ‘I actually liked it…a little too much”
“Oh yeah?” I looked at him through the mirror to see him slowly rubbing his hand up and down on his crotch.
‘Yes…I could help with that if you like?” I said as I turned around and walked towards him. He stopped me gently right as I was about to press against him. He leaned down to kiss me then stopped and moved down to my ear and whispered firmly ‘That sound lovely but I really want you to watch.’ He took my hands and placed them down by my sides, looked deep in my eyes and then returned his hand to his crotch. I leaned back against the wall behind me as he rubbed a little harder. I watched as he, leaning against the opposite wall, slid his hand down his pants and pulled out his cock. I think I audibly sighed and bit my lip. It took all I could not to kneel down and swallow it. He started off slow letting his hand slide up from where his pants pressed against his balls to where the head of his dick sat begging me to taste it. He sped his stroking up a little bit more and I heard him start to breath heavier. I met his gaze and for a few moments I thought I might cum myself. I knew that my body was rocking slightly trying to resist the urge to touch him but I couldn’t seem to care.
‘Open up your blouse’ he panted. I obeyed, cursing my decision to wear my crappy work bra. I heard his stroking speed up with every button I undid. I pulled my shirt open enough to see my chest and began to lightly trace the top of my breasts. I wasn’t even doing it for him I was doing it because I felt like at any minute I would explode and at that point you can’t keep still no matter how hard you try. I suppose he saw me licking my lips while I was staring at his cock slightly thrusting into his palm because next he asked, very politely sounding I might add, ‘Are you imagining touching it?’ I nodded as I looked up into his eyes. ‘Please, tell me what you want to do to it.’ I gasped out of want.
‘hmmm I want to replace your hand with mine and feel the hardness against my skin.’
“Oh God…I want to taste it. I want to put my tongue on every piece of skin.’ I couldn’t stop talking breathlessly still staring into his gorgeous blue eyes. ‘I want…I want to feel you in the back of my throat…I want to…’ and I watched his head roll back as he came all over his t-shirt, hand and sink. Both of us sat their panting for several seconds…God they felt like minutes. Finally he took his dirty shirt off, wiped his hand on it. I buttoned my shirt up and started to wipe the sink until his hand grabbed mine and he pressed against me and he leaned down and whispered firmly ‘leave it!’ Again, I almost came in my pants. He walked over to his bed and laid down as I gathered all my stuff and began to leave.
‘See you next week Margot!’
Did I mention that the Davidson’s moved to Mondays because since the little incident they are now a weekly customer and I made an excuse to move the day up because well…I was excited. Man I’m loving Mondays now!