You've had a hard day at work. As you walk in the door you start to hear sounds coming from upstairs.. you follow. The sounds lead you to my bedroom. You open the door to find me laying on the bed with my legs wide and my pussy looking you right in the face. I notice you opening the door but I don't stop - it feels too good.
You walk in and sit on the chair across from me, I turn and sit facing you. I can see your cock straining to get out of your pants. You start to rub your cock through your pants and notice the grin on my face. Nothing is said. I open my legs wider to give you a better look. You pull the chair closer to the bed and reach out your hand to touch me, but I stop you. No touching. You sit back in the chair and undo your pants, your cock is rock hard and already leaking.
I lick my lips, smile, and let out a soft moan. The feeling is starting to get the best of me and you can tell. You motion me to get closer to the edge of the bed, you move closer also. Your eyes are fixed on my fingers as you try to match the rhythm of my motion. In and out, up and down, faster, then slower. Your cock is just inches from me and knowing you can't put it inside me makes you ache, but it makes your cock grow harder than its ever been - knowing that I'm touching myself just for you...