I go to his house. He left the door unlocked for me, so I let myself in. I walk the familiar path to his bedroom, open the door and step through - an invisible line has just been crossed, again, like so many times before. All of my worldly concerns lie on the other side of that line. On this side I am only sex.

There is a note taped to the mirror:

Catalina,

I had a last minute errand. Enjoy a nice soak. I’ll be back soon.

Love,
Jeff

I open the door to the master bath to see that he had already lit the room with candles and set out two big, thick, white towels. Jeff’s attention to detail is noteworthy both in and out of bed.

I watch myself in the mirror as I do a little strip tease for myself. I imagine that I am a stripper and he is watching me as I unbutton each button of my shirt, slowly. I reach behind me to unclasp my bra, revealing my breasts to the mirror as though he were stroking himself. Bending over to take off my skirt, I roll each stocking down to my toes and pull them off. I slide into the tub, up to my neck in bubbles and wait for him.

Finally, he appears. He unfolds one of the towels and holds it up. I get out and he wraps me up in the towel and then carries me off to his bed.

I lie on the bed, watching him as he unties his tie and takes it off, unbuttons each cuff of his shirt and takes it off, revealing his yummy tummy. I can feel my nipples stiffen and my pussy throb as he unbuckles his belt and unzips his pants. My eyes are fixated on his crotch, to see his cock inside his thin boxers.

I reach out and grab his hand, pulling him toward me, down onto me. I love the feeling of being under his weight, feeling his body against mine.

He brushes the hair out of my face and kisses me. I clench my legs around his, meeting him halfway as he slides into me. My hands explore his back from his shoulders down to his ass. I dig my fingers into his ass, feeling him deep inside of me.

He fucks me, slowly but intensely, rubbing my g-spot with his cock. I moan and pant, kissing his lips and neck. He brings me to orgasm and I ride it out. He slides down between my legs and begins to lick my clit with his fingers inside of me. I hover on the edge of orgasm for what seems like an eternity until finally he brings me over the top.

He lies on the bed next to me as I gather myself, stroking his cock. I roll over onto my side and touch him with my hand, rubbing his balls with my fingertips. I lick his nipple, then suck it. He tenses up with pleasure. I trail my tongue down his yummy tummy to lick the tip of his cock, tasting his precum. He lets go of his cock and allows me to suck it. I massage his balls and tickle his ass with my hand as I suck his cock until he cums in my mouth. I swallow him and lick him clean.

“Do you have to leave?” he asks me. “You know you can stay here.”

I slide my stockings over my legs and pull them up to my thigh. I pull my skirt on and button up my shirt. We both know that I have to go. It’s always this way. He always offers, and I always politely decline and return home to my family.

“You already know the answer.” I reply.

Tags: My Fantasies, Polyamory //