Making sure there’s room between our bodies for both our hands, I slowly start to move toward her pussy. When I graze my hand over her scrubs, right where the apex of her legs is, I feel the heat of her excitement. I can almost feel the wetness through her pants. It’s enticing, mesmerizing, consuming.
She rocks her hips and gasps. Her mouth is open, her eyes are wide, and the pressure she applies on my balls grows a little more intense. “I have an idea,” she offers, kissing across my chin.
“I’m all ears.”
“I’m wearing stretchy waistband pants. There’s more than enough room for your hand.”
“Hmm,” I mumble, placing my hand against her stomach and slowly lowering it. With my fingertips inside her waistband, I ask, “Are you sure?”
“I am. But I can’t help but wonder if maybe I could do the same,” she says, her cheeks already dark pink.
“I don’t have stretchy pants.”
“No, but they do have a button and zipper.”
“They do,” I confirm.
Without waiting for me to say anything else, she reaches down and releases the button and lowers the zipper. Then, her hand is there, shimmying between the material of my blue jeans and boxers. Feeling the heat of her flesh through the thin cotton boxers, my balls tighten, almost painfully. Precum is seeping through the boxers.
My own hand finishes its trek down her body, meeting the soft, wet material of her panties. The moment I brush across her clit, she whimpers and squeezes her hand. I thrust forward, mimicking what I’d be doing to her if we were both naked and I was between her sweet thighs.
I keep rubbing her clit, sensing she’s getting close. Her body is starting to shake, her hand on my balls getting more frantic. She moves slightly, sliding her hand up and down my shaft. Leaning forward, I claim her lips, letting our tongues dance as we both get closer to coming.
“I can feel it, beautiful. I know your pussy is about to soak my fingers through these panties. Let go.”
Oaklee cries out as she comes, and I’m in pure heaven. Watching her come is by far the most spectacular thing I’ve ever witnessed. I ignore my own need for release as long as I can, soaking up every moment I possible.
When the faintest smile crests her lips and her eyes crack open, she wraps her hand around my dick as best she can and pumps. My fingers are coated in her wetness, brushing against her clit, and I can feel my own release building fast. My spine starts to tingle as she moves her hand. When she brushes her fingertip across the sensitive spot at the head of my cock, I explode.
Taking her lips with mine, I come hard, hot semen filling my boxers. With my eyes closed, I concentrate on the sensations of her hand rubbing me and her mouth against mine. It feels like my orgasm lasts forever, but when it finally subsides enough for me to draw in a ragged breath, my body starts to shake.
“You okay?” she asks, humor in her question.
“I’m better than okay. You?”
“I’m…yeah.” Her eyes are closed and there’s a big smile on her lips. “I’m good.”
“Just good? I’ll have to do a little better next time,” I insist, pressing my lips to the corner of her mouth.
“Hmm, I think I’m very much looking forward to that,” she whispers coyly.
I pull my hand out of her pants, and she does the same, but we lie here for several more minutes, kissing. Finally, I pull back and say, “I should head home so you can get cleaned up and off to sleep.”
“What about you?”
“I’ll clean up at home,” I tell her, even though the thought of driving home with pants full of cum doesn’t sound like any fun.
I climb from her couch and make a face, feeling it squish between my skin and my underwear and slide down my legs. But I ignore the discomfort. I head over to my flip-flops and slip them on my feet. Then, I turn my attention to Oaklee, who approaches with a touch of hesitation in her dark eyes.
“Come here,” I direct, pulling her into my arms and kissing her lips.
“Thank you for dinner.”
“You’re very welcome,” I reply, releasing my hold on her and moving to the door. If I don’t go now, I never will.
“Sorry we didn’t get to share dessert.”
I wink at her. “Oh, beautiful, we did. Lock up behind me.”
