I leaned closer, dropping my hand to his chest to stroke his firm pecs through his button down shirt. After rubbing his chest through his shirt for a ...ouple minutes, I slowly sliding my hand down to his crotch, tracing tight circles around his lap with my painted fingernails. He drew in a sharp breath, and I helped seal the deal by planting a soft kiss on his forehead while sensing we were both loosing ourselves in the moment. I could feel his cock stiffen further under my ministrations, and. It doesn’t help that I can feel your boner on me either. I’m only wearing my panties and a t-shirt for bed, because I know how you enjoy feeling my bare legs. You do this now, slipping one hand down my leg, stroking the soft skin, swirling gentle caresses upwards to my ass, which you grab gently and squeeze. Then before I realise what you’re doing, your hand is in front of me, pushing and pulling my panties out of the way. You move your fingers to my clit, increasing the flowing juices of my. ” So, now most nights end with me naked on the couch watching TV.Which brings me to this evening. As I’m lying on the couch watching one of the Marvel movies, about halfway through Cam closes his laptop and looks up.“What you watching?” he asks.“Iron Man."“Mind if I join you?”“Not at all,” I say, starting to sit up to make room.“No, you’re fine, stay lying down. I’ll slide in, just lay your legs on my lap,” Cam insists, motioning for me to stay there.“Should I cover-up?” I ask, trying to be. "What did you think," he said."Well there are all kinds of nasty things that can happen to a poor defenseless woman all alone," I admitted."Lady, I don't think you are defenseless for one god damn minute," he said smiling."Well I will have breakfast with you just give me a minute." I said that and waited till he nodded. I pulled a pair of panties on first, then one of my Russian commando knock off tee shirts finally I pulled on a part of jeans. I did stop long enough to slip into a pair of.