I was in a bit of a horny mood so I went for the red lipstick and lip gloss to give them a sparkle, red nail varnish with black eye liner, mascara and...eye shadow. This was topped off with some foundation for a nice complexion. I was puttering around the house doing some cleaning while watching day time TV when the door bell rang. I stopped and turned to the door wondering who on earth it could be. I ran to the front of the house, in hope that I would recognise if someone had pulled up in a. You were wonderful, Simone." "Thank you, Alex. I hope we can do it again." "How about now? "I'd like that, Alex," she said. I'm a little soft right now. I need your help to get hard." "My help? How?" "I need your sweet lips kissing my cock." She hesitated for a moment before saying, "You mean you want a blowjob." Do you know what that is?" "Kind of," she said sheepishly. "I suck on your dick. Is that right?" "That's right. Let's give it a try, but be careful with your teeth. Simone was a little. " I heard her breath catch. The little minx! She knew exactly what I meant! "So tell me, Miss Winslow, what can I do for you today?" I eased myself slowly out of the chair and stood, my erect cock obvious and pointing at her as if it were a divining rod. "I feel," she stammered, her eyes flashing from my crotch to my face. "Powerless. Helpless." Her teeth clenched and she took a deep breath. "Unable to stop myself, Mr. Fletcher." I took a menacing step towards her. "Miss Winslow," I warned. “There’s nothing on TV,” I said. “I’m taking a shower,” I said. “And then I’m going to bed,” I said. “Good idea. I’m right behind you,” he said. Pleased that our little drought was about to come to an end, I sashayed down the hall knowing, just knowing, he was watching. I stripped in the bedroom and met him half-way back to the bathroom. I pressed myself against him and scratched my breastbone against the coarse curls on his chest. We kissed briefly and he gave my ass the gentlest of smacks.