Whenever he laughed, he threw his chest back and slapped the edge of the table. The result was similar to when he lifted the lid on the hot tub. His muscles strained against his shirt, and you couldn’t help but look.
You got up to make the short trip to the washroom and left us alone. Both of them were very easy to talk to, and I actually liked them a lot. I casually asked Billy if he was working today in an effort to see whether he was home this morning say around 11:00? He looked over at Johnny and they both smiled.
He started to answer when you came back and gave me a kiss on the cheek as you sat down. Billy seemed to lose his train of thought and never answered my question. He lost his train of thought because, while the force was evidently not strong enough in me to accomplish my goal, the top three pearl buttons of your shirt had miraculously come open while you were in the washroom.
You weren’t as exposed as you were the first time you met Billy, but you still weren’t dressed for the office. Without missing a beat you picked up your beer and took a long swig.
Your hand went back to my thigh, but in a different way than before. You seemed to be looking for something. It didn’t take long for you to find it. Your button popping definitely had the desired response. I wondered if you had reached your hands under and table if you would have found all three of us were hard. I was sure that both of them would have loved it if you did!
We chatted for a while and both of them were gladly taking in the view. As much as they were enjoying the show, you were enjoying the performance. I’m positive that you didn’t need to lean forward nearly as much as you were, but it seemed to be the best way for you give Billy a peek. Both of them were fixated on your every move and I could tell that Johnny was thinking he was going to be able to “seal the deal.”
When the tension was reaching it’s peak, you stood up, stretched your arms over your head and said to Billy and Johnny that we should be heading back. Billy told us how nice it was to get to know us and again offered to come out to our cabin if we ever needed anything.
We waved goodbye to the guys and as we left the back room, you reached behind me and grabbed my ass.
It was a good thing we had the address in the gps, because driving out to the cabin in the dark was a challenge. The dark was only one my challenges. You had several beers and were being a little handsy. Somehow the rest of your buttons came open and you were again almost topless in the front seat of the big truck. I was thinking that our next car should be a truck.
As soon as we walked in the door, you were on me. I quickly removed what was left of your shirt and peeled your jeans over your ass. We pawed at each other while standing in the kitchen. You decided to check the structural integrity of Billy’s handiwork by hopping onto the island and spreading your legs wide.
I stepped into the opening and kissed you on your collar bone. After some more pawing, you put both hands on top of my head and pushed my face down and said boldly “lick me.”
Several months ago I went down on you with the blankets over my head while you imagined that the sexy cowboy was licking you. I found it to be incredibly sexy, but this was very different. The cowboy under the blankets was an imaginary hybrid of several googled images. The cowboy you were fantasizing about now had been drinking a beer with you less than an hour ago.
You pulled my face to your wetness and let out a loud moan. I ran my tongue along the outside of your lips as you squirmed on the marble island. Your hands came off my head and went behind your back to prop yourself up as you leaned back.
I looked up for a moment to take in your beauty and you cried “don’t stop!” I went back to hungrily lapping as you pushed yourself into me. I found a good rhythm and after a few minutes, could tell from your breathing that you were getting close. Without stopping, I managed to get out “say it!” You knew exactly what I meant.
” I’m coming! Oh my god Billy! Oh Billy…I’m coming!