"Shit!"

I couldn’t stop a lascivious grin from spreading across my face.

"Were you…?"

She covered her eyes, and I started to laugh.

"Yes, ok!” She peered at me through her fingers.  “God, it was just you were all sweaty from exercising and you looked so fucking… Ah-" She broke off obviously a little embarrassed.

I sat opposite her.

"It’s fine." A beat. She looked up and our eyes met. "You don’t have to-you know-stop."

Her brow rose, lips quirking,” I don’t?" 

I kept my eyes fixed on hers and shook my head slowly.

"You could let me watch though…" I said quietly.

She paused and then gave me a smouldering look of acquiesce and without another word casually walked off towards the bedroom. I followed, magnetised to her movements. We didn’t have any agreement about self-love after all…

Once there she sat on the bed, me hovering beside it, and went to remove her glasses.

"Why don’t you leave those on?" I suggested, licking my lips, my heart pounding. She smiled a little.

“Ok.”

She scooted up by the headboard and shrugged her jeans down, taking her underwear along too. I don’t know if it was just my imagination but I felt like I could already smell the mouth-watering scent of her arousal. I suddenly got a lot wetter.

Al kept her eyes on mine as I sat at the end of the bed. She slowly, sensuously drew her knees up and opened her legs just enough so I had a clear view. My eyes devoured her, as she inched one hand down between her legs while the other aptly undid the buttons on her recently thrown-on blouse. I realised then that she was braless, drawn as I was to the little tents her nipples were making in the material. And I could the curves of her tits… Christ.

Then she began to slide her fingers over her lips and it turned out I wasn’t the only one who was really wet. As I saw the glistening moisture there my breathing increased in time with hers. She located her swollen clit and rubbed rough shapes over it, her pupils growing dilated and unfocused. I inched a little closer to her, trying to take everything in at once. She was fully open now, legs spread and my inner muscles clenched desperately as she entered herself with one then two fingers. I groaned which provoked her to raggedly whisper,