His Tour Guide

Chapter 35

***I have put a playlist together that I think works well if you listen to it as you read. This is not necessary just an added extra sensory bonus. If you do listen to the music try and read at the pace of the song to stay with the words. Song list below***

Play with fire - Sam Tinnesz
Slow down - Chase Atlantic
6 underground - Sneaker Pimps
Birthday sex - Jeremih (explicit)
Dangerous woman - Ariana Grande (explicit)

Enjoy!

It doesn't take much for me to get Lori and Yoongi to agree to leave, they decide however to be dropped off back at mine so they can be alone. They jump out the car and disappear of into the night. I will hear all about it tomorrow for sure. For now I hope she has fun. She deserves it.

The car drives the short distance to Lori's flat from mine where we exit and head in. Nothing being said between us, an excruciating tension building. The flat is dark and quiet. We go into the front room and the street lights outside are casting shadows on the soft cream carpet. The sofas are arranged in an L shape, a glass coffee table in front of them. A standing lamp sits one side and a small side table that matches the coffee table sits on the other. It's minimalist, plain walls no useless trinkets are strewn about. The sofas are upholstered in a grey suede with angular edges, but plump. They are easy to feel comfortable on as the material feels so soft on your skin. I put on the lamp which sheds a light glow across the room, but it is still dim in there. I ask Alexa to play one of Lori's playlists, and ask if the boys want a drink. They sit on opposite sofas and nod at me. I come back from the kitchen with 3 glasses and a bottle of white wine. I place them on the side table.

Both of them are staring at me intently. The song playing is one I don't know but is soft and slow. I put a foot up on the coffee table and slowly unzip my boot. I stroke from my ankle up my leg to my thigh and dramatically kick my boot off to one side. I place the other foot up and repeat my previous action, inwardly hoping this is not cringey. They both almost in sync remove their suit jackets. The zip for my dress is easy to get to, it is down the side without the strap. I dance for a minute like I did back at stringfellow's, rolling my hips, dipping and stroking my fingers up and down my body in time to the music. I eventually unzip my dress and push the strap off of my shoulder. I don't know how but I manage to get my arm free from it still looking quite seductive, well, they didn't burst into laughter, so I hope it's still looking good to them.

I push the dress down, it's hugging me really well and almost seems like it is being peeled from my skin. It reaches my belly button and exposes my bare breasts, the cool of the evening and the anticipation of what is coming hardening me. I lick both my thumbs in a swiping motion across my tongue and roll them over my nipples, using my forearms to squeeze them together as I lean forward slightly. Both adjust the way they are sitting, leaning forward and glancing at each other to gauge the others reaction to my attempt to whip them into a frenzy. They smile. I turn showing my blonde locks dancing over my skin on my shoulders and down my back and again push the dress lower. This time over my peach and down to my knees. I have bent forward and placed my hands on my ankles, I wiggle my bum and allow the dress to fall to the floor. I have on a black lace thong, the small sliver of material covering my intimacy on show in this position, snaking up and over my arse.

***Start playlist for added effect***

I rise back up and push the dress to one side with my foot. I look over my shoulder whilst rolling my hips in a circular motion and place a finger on my lips, I slide it along them and pop it into my mouth, biting the tip and teaming it with a wink, I pull my hair off of my back and over my shoulder so all my flesh is on show. The music has changed to play with fire by Sam Tinnesz. I love this one. I turn around and place my palms on my stomach and push my fingers into the top of my thong, I stare at them both in turn and as the chorus kicks in I slide one finger down and into my wetness. I circle my clitoris and with my free hand push it up my body and over my breast then up to my neck, throwing my head back and moaning as my fingers reach my chin. I plan to take my thong off myself but as I bring my head forwards Namjoon is on his feet, so I beckon him over with a finger and bite my bottom lip making sure to release it slowly.