Just Listen, Part 2

Do you remember part one?

He heard the bed shift as she settled in the middle. Closing his eyes he listened to her breathing. He pictured her hands pushing her breasts together then pinching her nipples. His body reacted quickly the moment he heard her breath catch, he knew her fingers had slipped between her folds, carressing herself slowly.

"Enjoying what you hear?" the unknown femine voice whispered in his ear. As his eyes shot open he caught a glimpse of red hair. Looking at the mirror he watched her slowly taking off her clothes. Her back was decorated with a large tree, the trunk flowing down her spine. He wanted to trace the branches of the tree with his tongue. She moved towards the bed and out of his sight. 

He was dying to turn his head and as if she could read his mind she said, "Don't even think about turning around." He could tell she was smiling as she said that knowing how hard this would be for him.

"I'm going to lick every inch of your body," the red head said. He groaned as he imagined watching the red head's tongue swirling around the very nipples he had licked so many times before.

"I think he wants to watch," he heard behind him.
 "Should we let him?"

Just Listen, Part 1

Standing in the doorway she moved her hands up his chest, pushing his shirt over his head. Leaning in to kiss him deeply she slipped his zipper down while shoving his jeans to the floor. Slithering down his body then looking up at him, she smiled, inching his brief over his hips slowly. As he reached for her, she pushed his hands away and stood up.

"Sit." She said as they walked into the room. He stared at the chair facing away from the bed with just a few feet in between. He watched her as he sat down on the hard wooden chair.

"Do not turn around and you are not allowed to touch yourself." She said sternly as she pulled his arms behind his back and wrapping a dark blue tie around each wrist and through the chair. He smiled at the thought.

Standing behind him, breathing softly on the back of his neck, she let her hair fall over his shoulders. Pulling away she started to undress. Tossing her shirt over his shoulders and followed by her skirt. She walked in front of him for a moment in just her bra and panties. Moving to the dresser she adjusted the mirror that was facing the bed, slightly to the left so he would only catch a glimpse.

She walked behind him in full view of the mirror with her back to him. Slipping her bra straps over her shoulders then reached around to undo the clasps, letting it fall to the floor. He watched her intently. She smiled over her shoulder then moved out of view into the bed.