Amy lets slip

I plonked the plates I had brought in alongside the ones Amy had already placed next to the sink and began washing them. Amy stood to my side, holding a dishcloth and drying the plates as I passed them to her.

“So,” she began hesitantly, “are you still looking forward to tomorrow?”

“I am,” I grinned, turning to look at her cute face as her cheeks began to flush, “did you have anything specific in mind that you want to play?”

“Hmm,” she pondered, taking in a deep sighing breath that pushed her pert nipples tight against the fabric of the pink cotton vest top she was wearing, “something we could take turns on?”

“Dark Souls it is,” I beamed, remembering how frustrated she had gotten the last time we had played. I was by no means an expert at the game, but I remember how she had been so happy when I killed a boss that had previously killed her.

“Is that the one we played last time?” she grinned, remembering the last time we had spent together gaming, almost five years ago.

“It’s the remaster, so it looks kinda better,” I smiled in return.

“That sounds perfect!” she said giddily, forgetting the plate that she had in her hands as I carried on cleaning.

My eyes had hardly left her chest. Like Mom she seemed to enjoy going braless and the smooth skin of her breast slipped casually out of the side of her small vest top.

I finished the plate in my hands, reaching around Amy to place it in the drying rack next to the sink. My dick throbbed in my pants, and, as I reached over her, it pressed firmly against her back.

We both froze as she trembled slightly at the unexpected contact. Slowly, she reached her hand back and placed it delicately on the taught fabric of my pants, rubbing slowly as we both stood together locked in place.

“It’s so big,” she whispered, giving a contented sigh as her delicate fingers traced its length.

I gulped, unable to say a thing as her small hand stroked gently towards the tip. My cock twitched at her touch, straining at the fabric of my pants and **** to feel her soft skin caressing it.

She moved her hand deliberately, slowly sliding from the tip, along the shaft, and then up to my waistband. I felt a gentle tug at my waist as her hand slipped under the elastic, gripping my shaft and giving my hard cock a hesitant pump.

She rested her head back on my chest, closing her eyes as her fingers toyed with my throbbing member. I could have stayed like this for hours, loving the feeling of her flesh against mine. Her fingertips played with the uncut tip of my cock, rubbing the sticky precum that dripped from it and causing my shaft to twitch as she grazed her fingers against its tip.

I could see her grin dreamily through my peripheral vision as I stood there still frozen in place. She moved her hand delicately out of my pants, bringing her slightly sticky fingertip to her lips and sucking it.

“Mmm,” she purred, opening her eyes at the same time as thrusting her little ass against my still aching dick.

I coughed nervously as we separated, finding myself smiling stupidly at her as she grinned at me.

She picked up the plate that I had placed on the rack and began drying it, flicking her eyes to the side to stare at me as she smiled to herself.

I stood motionless for what felt like an eternity, but it was only a second, wondering how the hell I was supposed to respond to her groping.

I laughed, smiling at her warmly before she started to worry.

“My God!” I said, the grin on my face couldn’t have been wider.

“That was so fucking hot,” she said, dropping into a whisper as a wicked smile played across her lips.

“Mmmhmm,” I agreed, feeling my dick throb each time that I thought about her sucking on her finger.

Amy put the final plate away, smiling sweetly as, without saying another word, she grabbed the back of my head and pulled me in for a passionate kiss. Her tongue searched hungrily around my mouth, locking with my own as our lips caressed each other’s.

We separated again, both with dumb smiles on our faces, and she skipped happily out of the kitchen without another word, heading upstairs.

My dick ached with longing as I replayed what had just happened. I needed relief and I needed it now. I thought about following Amy upstairs, but, I knew that waiting until tomorrow was the smart move for this. She was having fun toying with me, I was loving every second of it too, and it would be a shame to ruin it now by being too impetuous.

I needed to cum, badly, but the question was, where?