allison: [is there a chance I left my earbuds at your place?]
me: [you did]
allison: [ugh, i’ve been looking everywhere! good! i’m on my way to yoga but i’ll swing by after if that’s cool?]
me: [cool, i’ll be here]
Allison did leave her earbuds at my place the other day when she was here picking up some mail. But that’s because I shoved them under a couch cushion when she was in the bathroom. I needed to give her a reason to come back. She moved out 3 months ago, after we broke up, but we’re trying to be “friends” now, whatever that means.
I wait until I see her car pull up and hit play on the tv.
I open the door. God, she looks good in her workout clothes, a loose tee and those little black shorts that could almost be underwear. Long legs and a tight little ass, probably from all the yoga.
She scans the room. “Earbuds?”
“Oh right! I moved them, I was cleaning.”
“Cleaning!” she pretends to be shocked. “Who told you about cleaning?”
“Ha ha, hold on, I’ll be right back.”
Just as I expected, she is sitting on the couch by the time I return, engrossed by the nature show playing on the television. She’s a sucker for those Planet Earth things.
“Oh my god, meerkats,” she says as I sit down on the couch. I toss the earbuds over to her. She never looks away from the tv and they land in her lap. “Oh yeah, thanks,” she says dreamily. I glance at the television, but keep my gaze just below it, just to be safe.
I don’t say anything for a few minutes. She’s still watching. I test her.
“Allison?” I say quietly.
No response.
“Allison.” I say a little louder.
“Yes, Master?” she replies, still staring at the screen.
It worked.
—–
“Stand up now, I want to look at you,” I say.
She stands up, immediately, and smiles, excitedly, as though she was just chosen first for a team in gym class. She stands in front of me, nervous, giddy, biting her lip. Her shorts are so short and tight I can see that camel toe.
“You miss my cock, don’t you?” I tell her.
“I do, Master. I miss it so much,” she bites her lip harder.
“You haven’t been fucked in a long time, have you? I can tell.”
“I haven’t, Master,” she replies as she lifts her shirt up, unconsciously. Her body is unbelievable and I can’t wait to have it again.
“How have you managed without this cock?” I say. “How do you cum?”
“I can’t cum without you,” she says with a pained look on her face. “Can you please help me cum?” she begs. “I’m so, so wet, will you please help?” She pulls down her little shorts and shimmies out of them so that I’m face to face with her freshly waxed pussy. She gets down on her knees, then puts her hands on the floor.
She looks up at me. “You can fuck me anyway you want,” she says. “You can do ANYthing you want. Remember when you wanted to cum on my face?” she says quietly. “I’ll do anything if you just give a taste of your cum.”
I take off my pants and when she sees my hard cock she gasps. “Yes, yes, thank you, Master,” she says, quivering with anticipation.
I get down on the floor, behind her, and I tease her with dick, gently rubbing it up and down her perfect ass cheeks. She moans. I barely touch the very tip of my cock to her wet pussy and she screams, “Yes, oh my god yes, I’m cumming, Master.” I grab her hips and begin to thrust away as she orgasms continuously for several minutes.
