You order takeout

You’re in bed with Carrie, cuddling and taking it easy.

“Can we order in for dinner?” she asks. “I don’t feeling like getting dressed.”

“What do you fancy?” you reply.

“We can take a look online. I don’t know what I want.”

“We could toss for it,” you joke.

“No way, I’m not going to run the risk of eating borscht again,” she says.

“You’ll toss for whether to let a stranger fuck you or a waitress fuck me, but your dinner is too important to take risks with!”

You’re both smiling at the conversation you are having , enjoying the intimacy.

Carrie’s phone pings.

“The studio is probably closed until Friday,” she says. “They’re going to see if we can borrow a space, but if that doesn’t work out we might be Zooming it until then.”

“That’s not too bad,” you say. “And the bonus is I get to watch. You know how I love to watch you.”

“You perv!” she says climbing onto your chest and slapping your chest. She's pretending to be cross with you, but is smiling too much to be convincing.

The feel of her naked body sitting on you is starting to turn you on. You grab her wrists and wrestle her onto her back. Holding her down. She wraps her legs around you and pulls you onto her. Now you’re getting hard.

“And we now know just how much you like to be watched,” you say. “And filmed. You must have watched that video fifty times already.”

The thought of that has your cock fully hard. It’s length is pressed against Carrie’s midriff.

“Ready for another round?” she teases. “Though I think you have a while to wait until you can have the chance of fucking me again,” she says coquettishly. “Maybe we should go out after all. See if we can someone to help you with that cock of yours. We wouldn’t want to leave it all needy.”

You want her even more. Five minutes ago you were looking at menus and now you just want to fuck.

“You’re pretty wet yourself, babes,” you counter.

“I’m just replaying that video in my head,” she teases back.

“Time to order takeout!” you say climbing back off Carrie and picking up your phone again. But she’s not finished.

“You know your cock’s a good size. It’s very pretty and fits me just perfectly. It’s like it was made for me. That must be why I like to ride and suck it so much.” She looking at your stiff cock which is directed at the ceiling as you lie on the bed.

She points her phone at it and there’s a click as she takes a picture. “I’ll keep that for later,” she says. “And maybe share it with Jane and Kim. They both seem to be fans as well.”

This chat and the sight of Carrie’s naked body have you primed for sex. You can feel your balls are full again.

You study your phone and pretend not to notice. The teasing has you stimulated and on edge.

“How about Chinese?” you ask.