Tighter (18+)

Theirs Tonight

Dennis followed Yvonne, entering the bedroom. It was big, too big to be called a guest room, at least to his standard. It was also clean and fragrant.

The sound of the door closing pulled Dennis out of his daydream. He turned his body to face Yvonne. "Are you sure?" He asked. "I think we should ...!"

"Sit!" Yvonne cut him short, nodding toward the bed behind Dennis.

Dennis followed like a lemming, walked backward until his legs touched the bed, then slammed his bottom to the mattress.

Yvonne smiled at him. Then, as she walked slowly toward him, she reached for the thin string wrapped around her neck and pulled the knot off.

Her top fell down, hanging off her body by another string around her chest. Her round twin hills got exposed, wobbling gently as she kept walking. She then reached to her back for the other knot. She pulled it off as she reached the bed, standing between his legs. The piece of triangular fabric fell off of her to her lap.

Dennis gulped.

"Like what you see?" Yvonne murmured softly. "Hmmm ...?"

Dennis nodded at the hills, heaving gently as she breathed, the cherries swollen hard, drops of perspiration oozed from her pores. He looked up and smiled. "You are beautiful!" He complimented.

"Thanks!" Yvonne replied with a sweet smile. "And I love the way you look at me!"

"Sorry!" Dennis apologized and threw his gaze away.

"No! Don't be!" She objected. "I really miss that look! It's been a while since the last time you looked at me that way!"

Dennis turned his eyes back at hers. "Really?" he asked. "Have I looked at you this way? I mean, I never saw your, uh," he cleared his throat before continuing, "your bare chests before!"

Yvonne chuckled. She climbed on the bed and sat on his lap, one knee on each of his sides. Resting her arms on his shoulder, she mumbled. "The last time you looked at me that way was years ago, on our campus!"

"When we were still in college?" Dennis asked, feeling the weight of her body pressing on his rod and the gravity of her twin mounds pulling his eyes.

Yvonne giggled. "It's okay!" she commented. "You can look at them!"

Dennis felt his face get hot but took a good look at those cherries anyway. "I didn't remember seeing you naked that day," he mumbled, his voice trembling. "

"Touch them!" Yvonne murmured. "Please!"

Using one arm to peg his body against the mattress, Dennis reached toward her summits. Her hand trembled.

Yvonne sighed when finally he played on those swollen mounds. "Yeah, this is the first time I ever show them to you," she sighed.

"The, when did I look at you that way?" Dennis finally managed to speak, his hand fidgeting on her chest.

Yvonne closed her eyes and sighed before answering. "It was during a Senate meeting ...," she murmured, "you offered me a cup of coffee!"

A glint of recollection sparked in his eyes. "That meeting!" He exclaimed. "I remember!"

A faint, muffled moan was heard from outside.

"They started already!" Yvonne commented and smiled. "Shall we, too?"

"I, uh," Dennis stuttered, "I guess so!"

Yvonne smiled. She reached down between her legs and began pulling his zipper down.

Dennis pushed his pelvis up as much as her weight allowed him and helped her push down his trousers and briefs, just enough to let his revived rod spring free.