One Shots and Smuts

Sit and Enjoy

You and Michael had been friends for a while. It was another Friday night that you were alone. You figured you would call him and see if he wanted to come over for a movie, pajamas, and popcorn. Like usual. Before you did so, you started to think..... You know, you have been horny for a few days with no one to help you. He could do that. I mean, have you seen the size of his bulge?!?! And that's when he isn't hard. The more you thought about it, the hornier you got. You decided to text him and ask if he wants to come over.

"Hey, do you want to come over for a movie? I just got the new SpongeBob movie if you want to watch it with me." You knew he had wanted to see it. Your phone buzzed in your hand.

"Ummm, Sponge Bob is two words. And yeah, I want to watch it. I'll be over in about 15 minutes." You smirked and went to your bedroom to get ready for your eventful night ahead of you.

You had a chair sitting out in the middle of your living room that had a note on it that read "Sit and enjoy ;)".

You were in your bedroom finishing your outfit. Well, you couldn't really consider it an outfit with as little as you were wearing. You had on a practically see through bra, black lace underwear, stockings that came up to your mid-thigh, and shiny black heels you got but had ceased to have a chance to wear them. Now, you do. You hear your phone vibrate on the table in front of you. You grasped it thinking I really need a manicure as you looked at your fingers and hand. The message from Michael read

"Ok, I'm outside." You laughed and responded.

"You know, I have this thing called a doorbell. You should use it sometime. Go ahead and come in. It's unlocked." You set your phone down and applied your brightest red lipstick. The door opened with an audible -click-. You heard Michael laugh, then sit down.

"Showtime." You mumbled to yourself as you pulled on your heels and walked down the hallway.

Michael's eyes barely stayed in his head. You walked slowly down the hallway, swaying your hips a little more than usually. You watched his head go from side to side as you walked. You stopped about two feet in front of him, cocked your hip, and placed your hand on it. It took him a second to register that he needed to say or do something.

"I guess we're not watching the movie?" He asked with an innocent tone that he KNEW turned you on.

"I've decided on something else..." you said, your voice trailing off. He just sat there, staring at you and gripping the sides of the chair until his knuckles were white. You started to walk around the chair, your hand trailing along his shoulders.

"You see, Michael, I have been horny for the past, oh, I don't know, three days. No one has really been able to help me with this. Do you think that you could help me?" You asked. You removed your hand from his shoulders and he whimpered from the loss of contact. Standing in front of him, you definitely could tell that he was turned on. He was biting his lip, a tent was very prominent in his pants, breathing heavily. He was a mess. A very hot mess, you might add. He gathered his senses and answered you.

"Yes kitten. I definitely can help you." That bastard! He knows that you like being called kitten! Well, I can just get back at him with something HE likes to be called. You smirked and responded.

"Come on, I need you....Daddy....." You whispered "Daddy". Not very loud, but just enough for him to hear you. You made sure that you sounded as desperate as a horny teenage boy in need of some head, but you didn't care. He groaned as you whispered the word "Daddy".

"Kitten, please. Don't." You laughed menacingly.

"Don't what Daddy?" He bit his lip and threw his back, causing him not to moan. He swallowed, and you watched his Adam's apple bob in his throat. That was always one of your favorite parts of him. You just couldn't stop thinking about laying soft kisses on it as he bucked his hips up into yours... You were snapped out of your trance by Michael's voice.