Playful

Rory's thumbs slid down the lapels of his robe and pulled it open. Alex laughed as she pushed and prodded him toward the bedroom. Teeth bared in a rictus grin, as her fingers closed on his nipples...and then spread into claws, to lightly scrape down Alex's chest.

"So," she said, as the tip of one nail traced down from his navel. Across the flat plain of his stomach. Down the length of his soft cock, until the nail caught behind the crest of his cockhead. "I feel like playing a game tonight."

Alex grinned.

"What kind of game?" he asked, as her finger circled his cockhead.

"Something for two players. Where we're both naked," Rory told him. She stuck her tongue out at him—and Alex leaned forward. His lips closed on her tongue. The warm, soft muscle in his mouth for a moment, the tip of his tongue squished against hers. Their eyes met, and Alex brought his hands up to unbutton her jacket...her blouse.

There was a twinkle in her eyes. She crinkled her nose in the way Alex had learned to recognize when Rory had something naughty planned. Her jacket hit the floor, and then her blouse. With a shimmy of her feet her heels came off, and suddenly she was shorter, to break the kiss...and Rory turned around and lifted her auburn hair away from her neck.

All the invitation Alex needed to undo the clatch of her bra, and slide it off of her shoulders. He kissed her freckles there, as his hands went to the zipper on the back of her skirt. Once pulled down, there was leverage enough to slide it off her wide hips, and Alex smiled as the big pale buttocks came into view...a pink thong crammed between the cheeks to show them off.

"It might get weird tonight," Rory warned him. "Are you sure you want to play?"

"Of course, love," Alex said, and froze for a moment. The L-word had come out so naturally. He hadn't even thought about it.

Which is maybe why Rory hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her thong and bent over. So he could see her pussy come into view from behind as she slid them down her legs and stepped out of them.

She turned around, a hint of rose on her cheeks, obviously touched more deeply than she wanted to let on by his slip.

"Then let's play," Rory said.