Adam is in awe.

"Wow!" was all Adam could say as Helen let her dressing gown fall to the floor. His eyes were mesmerised by the black, lacey lingerie that perfectly presented his girlfriend's body. Had she always been that curvy? From the sheer tights held up by suspenders, to the plunging bra, Helen looked divine. Adam could only remember a handful of times that Helen had worn lingerie like this before. Or could he? His memory felt hazy as it began to suggest many more times his girlfriend had surprised him with sexy new underwear. Adam was broken out of his pondering as Helen sashayed towards him.

"I knew you'd like them," Helen said as she played with Adam's tie. "Why don't I give you a little show?"

Adam could only nod in silence as Helen began to dance sensuously to an imaginary beat. He was totally in awe of her body's seductive movements. Her long, toned legs looked especially heavenly in the nylon stockings. Helen moved closer again and straddled Adam's lap. He could smell her perfume and was surprised at its earthiness. Helen normally wore a more fruity fragrance. Those thoughts were quickly lost as Adam's face was pulled into his girlfriend's cleavage.

The feel of the lacey fabric of the bra along with Helen's breasts on either side his face put Adam in a trance. Helen rocked her hips back and forth to grind her pussy against the hardening bulge in Adam's trousers. Swivelling on the spot, Helen began to gyrate her plump arse in Adam's face. Adam took this as an invite to spank her and gleefully slapped Helen's behind.

"Cheeky!" Helen giggled, turning back around to sit fully on her boyfriend's lap. She again rubbed her tits on Adam's face, letting the straps of her bra fall off her shoulders. Adam was now inches from the top of Helen's full round breasts. She quickly reached up to let her tits free of the bra and moved a nipple towards Adam's mouth. He went to lick it eagerly but stopped midway. 'Have Helen's nipples always looked like that?' Adam thought, moving his head back to fully appreciate them. 'And since when did she have such big boobs? Or so many tattoos?' Adam's mind buzzed with a cocktail of memories that confirmed Helen had always looked this way and those that suggested she hadn't. He sat there staring at his girlfriend's nipple, totally mute, until he became aware of Helen's voice.

"Why did you stop?" Helen said. She lifted Adam's chin to make him meet her gaze.