Ben
It was her eyes on me that finally made me c*m. I had known the moment she had left the room, but something had made me carry on. I wanted her to see me. And I wanted to see her reaction when she did.
And what a reaction it had been. I had expected many things, but I hadn’t expected her to touch herself.
It had taken everything I had not to go to her when she put her hand between her legs. I wanted to touch her there. The need to feel her wetness on my fingers was almost overwhelming. But somehow, I had stopped myself. I wanted her to come to me.
Sighing happily, I tucked myself back into my grey jogging bottoms. Leaning back against the cushions I listened as she made her way back up the stairs. The sound of the bedroom door closing was loud in the quiet house.
She wasn’t go
