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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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He slid his hands up her dress, thumbs catching either side and shuffled forwards. Her breath caught and she blushed as she saw him looking directly up her dress and inhaling. It was such an intimate move and she didn't know what to do. Her gaze flitted around the room and she saw an empty packet of Jaffa cakes.
"Oh, how funny, I like Jaffa Cakes too." she said nervously.
He looked up, confused, "What?"
She inclined her head, "Jaffa Cakes"
He turned, "Yes, erm, yeah I like them. Orangey and chocolatey goodness."
Confusion washed over his face.
"Sorry" she said, "I'm a little nervous, not used to my underwear getting such a close inspection."
He held her eyes for a moment, trying to gauge if she was serious. She was.
He stop up and told hold of her hand, "Come on, let's go upstairs and relax you a little."
They headed up and made it to the landing before he pulled her into his arms and kissed her. She began to relax as his palms ran down her body and pulled her firmly in toward him, "I think you're really sexy."
His directness and compliment made her blush but she smiled nonetheless.
"Oh, thank you."
She half turned, looking out of the landing window into his back garden.
Her brain, unable to cope with the compliments, noted the nettles and the pieces of wood and some round metal..."Are those oil filters?" she asked, pointing down into his garden.
He leaned over, taking the opportunity to rub himself against her, "Yep. Good spot. You like cars?"
"No, not really," she said,"I just remember seeing them at the garage when my car had its service."
He raised an eyebrow but ran with it, "Well, let's see about getting you serviced in my bedroom."
She giggled at the cheesy line, some of the tension diffused as they headed into his bedroom. |
