A Whisper

14: Rocky Horror and Janet Weiss Meet Magenta

Amanda agreed to dinner Saturday night. I was holding Eric to it. Knowing there was no way I could show up at his place and we'd just head out to meet Amanda, I went home first to drop off my things and talk to Gran. To my surprise, she wasn't home. She was out for the day with Dr. Brigant. I unpacked my suitcase and packed an overnight bag instead. Eric didn't say where we were going for dinner, but I decided on a white cocktail dress that had cherries on it. Hadley's red Badgley Mischka pumps went on my feet white comfy shoes went in my bag.

Eric was finally getting his lingerie under a trench coat wish.

I heard his doorbell ring when I pressed the button but I didn't hear him on the other side of the door before it opened.

"Hello," he smiled. He looked like he had just gotten out of the shower.

"Hello." I stepped inside when he moved back. "How's your day?"

"It's been good so far. How was your time away?" He moved around me to close and lock the door.

"It was good, exactly what I needed." I walked toward his bedroom so I could hang up my dress and unveil my surprise. "I thought about bringing you a souvenir of some kind but didn't think you would want a lobster refrigerator magnet."

"You thought correctly." He followed me to his room. Eric leaned against the closet door when I went to hang up my dress.

"Mind if I hang up my coat in here?"

"Not at all. I want you to feel at home here."

"I'm happy to hear you say that." I turned to face him as I unbuttoned my red trench coat. The look on his face when I let it fall off me was priceless.

"Lover," he purred. "What is this..." His eyes scanned up and down my body.

"You've mentioned more than once wanting me to show up in a trench coat and little else." I was wearing the red pumps and a matching black bra and panty set. Oh, and earrings. That's all. "I can get dressed–"

"No, no, you're wearing plenty," he assured me. "What do you plan to do with so little clothes?"

"I thought you would probably remove them." I ran my hands over my sides and up over my tits.

"But you look so pretty in them." He reached down to rub his growing erection through his shorts.

"I could leave them on and you could take me out to the balcony," I suggested. I wasn't too worried about anyone seeing us fucking forty-something stories off the ground.

"Checking out the view sounds like a splendid idea," he agreed. He reached into his shorts to stroke himself as his eyes moved back and forth between my tits and mound.

"Did you get off thinking about me while I was gone?" I turned around slowly so he could see what it looked like from behind.

"More than once," he confessed. "I thought about your beautiful blue eyes looking up at me as you sucked my dick. I thought about the way it looks when my thick cock spreads your tight little pussy..."

When I turned to the side I cupped my tits and played with them, making them bounce a little. "I'm sure you thought about how they bounce when I ride you," I said. I teased him by tugging the cups down long enough for him to clearly see my hardened nipples before I put the black lace back.

"Mmhmm," he hummed. "And how pretty your ass looks after I swat your silky skin." I could tell his was rubbing his thumb over his tip.

"How hard my pussy clenches when you make me cum..." I reached into my panties when I was facing him.