i'm bored. like really bored. bored enough to disturb my boyfriend who was in the middle of a voice call with his friends and playing whatever first-person shooter.
i'm laying in his bed and he sat at his desk with his back to me, obviously focused. i use this to my advantage. i get up from the bed without making it squeak, thankfully, although he has his headset on. i sneak over to our shared dresser and take a peak into my lingerie drawer and after some searching for nothing in particular, and find something simple, yet intriguing enough to catch his attention.
i pull out - that's what he'll be saying in a little while- a lace white teddy bodysuit. i just know he'll love this, and spring into the bathroom and quickly shut the door to get myself all dressed up for him. i keep my hair down- i'll let him take care of pulling it up when come time. i strip off my "sunday clothes" as i like to call it, and slip on the teddy. he's easy to please so i call it a day as for any further pampering and slowly exit the washroom. agility in my step kept in the company of adrenaline; this always excites me and gives me the jitters, especially when i'm the one in control.
"oh fuck!" my boyfriend stammers, slightly leaning back in his chair, "c'mon!" he bangs his fist on the side of his desk in frustration before returning his hands back to the keyboard. perhaps i could help alleviate his anger.
after throwing my ball of "sunday clothes" into the hamper, i pretty much tiptoe up behind him and lightly place my hands on his- rather broad- shoulders. he jumps slightly, his small noise going unnoticed by his friends on the call. he looks up and his eyes land on mine, not being able to see what im wearing just yet. i smile back at him and he goes to grab one of my hands and rubs it comfortingly. when he returns his gaze and focus back to his- as i guessed it- call of duty, i slowly start to drag my hands down his torso slowly until i reach his belly button, he slightly stiffens until i reach his shoulders again, and then my hands travel down each of his arms. he turns his head to his left and notices my arms aren't covered by a hoodie and then turns his chair, visibly confused. my full body then walks into his view. my tanned legs, leading up to the teddy that rested high up on my hips, then his eyes flicked to the top of the teddy that had a low plunge that even made my rather small boobs noticeable and distracting. his eyes flick up and down and his lips slightly part, and his cheeks flush a slight red.
i walk up to him and he quickly mutes his mic and pulls me in by the hips until im between his thighs. he pulls his fingertips underneath the hem of the bodysuit and runs his hands up and down just ogling my appearance.
"damn." is all he says, shaking his head while biting his lip. i run my hands through his hair and he fully reaches underneath the teddy and pulls me in somehow even further and just stares.
i lean down to his level, taking him aback, and hold his hair at the bottom of his neck as i move his headphone out of my way and bring my lips to his ear, taking a small nip before whispering, "you like the view?" he shudders his next breath and runs his hands softly up and down my ass, trying to calm my actions. it doesn't work. i lean down even further, to hopefully have my cleavage in his line of vision and then i start to kiss down his neck softly and slowly getting harsher as time goes by. he slightly cranes his neck before contracting it again and shaking away from me, remembering he has a call to attend to. i could hear someone yelling at him through his headphones to get his attention. he unmutes and looks at me as he says, "sorry, got kind of distracted." i pull myself into his lap and put my legs on either side of his thighs. he mutes up again, "please, baby." he whines. i grip his jaw and softly move it out of my way, ignoring him. i latch onto his neck and he just stiffens up once more. i let his jaw go, and he unmutes again, trying his best to return his focus back to the game. i reach my hand down between us and graze my finger over the silhouette of his dick in his sweatpants. his head falls back on his shoulders by habit and i take that opportunity to continue kissing along his neck. to my luck he was already shirtless, giving me full range. a canvas to paint my lips. i shift back on his legs before slipping my knee between his legs and sitting back down. at the point he's not even moving, his eyes are just stuck forward on the screen- he looks zoned out almost. i slowly start to grind myself down on his thigh to give myself some pleasure since he's not offering a hand- quite literally. i knew that rocking my hips the way i did would indirectly pleasure him as well. i roll my hips rather roughly and let my knee that rests in between his legs to give him some pressure. he winces and his eyes go wide. he knew what he was in for now.
