Seattle Move

11. Teasing

Owen took a sip of beer as he leaned back in the deck chair, enjoying the warm summer breeze. He had just finished a long day of work at the hospital and was looking forward to a quiet afternoon to relax. As he gazed out at the beautiful backyard of Meredith and Derek's dream house, he couldn't help but feel a tinge of longing. It was a beautiful property, with a huge deck, and a perfectly manicured lawn. Owen sighed, wishing he had a place like this to call home.

His thoughts were interrupted when he noticed a figure moving around the house. He watched as Amelia, clad only in a shirt and really short shorts, moved about the kitchen, making herself a cup of coffee. It seemed like she was waking up for her night shift. He couldn't help but admire her, the way her shirt hugged her curves and her hair fell in soft waves down her back. Amelia seemed to be lost in her own world as she initiated the task, completely unaware of Owen's gaze.

His breath caught in his throat as he watched her routine, the afternoon sun casting a golden hue on her flawless skin. He couldn't tear his eyes away as she bent down to rummage through the pantry, giving him a glimpse of her toned legs.

He wondered if she knew he was watching her, and if this was some kind of game she was playing. His thoughts were confirmed when she turned around and caught his eye, a mischievous smile playing on her lips. His heart dropped in his stomach as fear took over. Would she think he was a creep for staring? His mind was put at ease as she waved at him in a flirty manner.

Amelia started to move in a seductive manner, swaying her hips as she prepared the coffee maker. Owen couldn't tear his eyes away as she bent over to grab the coffee beans, giving him a view of her rear. He felt a surge of arousal wash over him, his body suddenly craving her. He couldn't believe what was happening, but he couldn't look away either. Instead of being embarrassed, she gave him a sly smile and continued her task. She knew exactly what she was doing to him.

After, without breaking eye contact, Amelia slowly strutted towards the couch, her hips swaying seductively. She climbed onto the couch and sat down, taking a sip of her coffee before resting it on the table in front of her. With a sly grin, she began to slowly touch herself, never taking her eyes off him.

Owen felt his heart racing as he watched the tantalizing show in front of him. He found himself unable to look away, completely captivated by Amelia. He could feel himself getting hard as she continued to tease him with her touching.

Amelia's movements became even more deliberate, almost like a private performance for Owen. She ran her hands along her body, teasingly removing her shirt and letting it drop to the ground. Owen's breathing became shallow as she continued her show, slowly unhooking her bra and exposing her breasts.

By now, he was desperate for some kind of release. He reached for his pants, unzipping them and freeing his hardening member. He could see Amelia watching him out of the corner of her eye, her movements becoming even more sensual.

With one last glance in his direction, Amelia slowly slid her shorts down her legs, and then her lacy underwear, revealing her naked body to him. Owen couldn't take it anymore and started to stroke himself, imagining that it was her touch instead.

He was acutely aware of how secluded they were in the backyard, how no one could see them, and a daring thought crossed his mind. He put down his beer, rose from his chair and walked slowly towards the dream house, keeping his eyes locked on Amelia's as she continued to move sensually for him.

He stood on the deck now, staring at her through the glass walls as she stood up and approached him. Once she was at the door, his eyes glazed over her naked body. He couldn't take it anymore. Amelia watched the hungry look in his eyes, and then looked down at his unzipped jeans, seeing the effect that her teasing had on him.