Solveig gets me back into reality

"Do I want to know what you're thinking about?" I hadn't noticed that Solveig meanwhile had returned to the kitchen. Wha I did notice was, that my pants got a bit tight. And seeing Solveigs clothes didn't improve on that. Had I not known better, I would have said she was about to go to bed. She wore a pink top that reached barely over her hips and a matching panties.
Every fiber of my body filled with desire.
"Where were your coffee mugs again?" I asked, hoping to change the topic.
"Just a moment, let me get them, " Solveig said. "The way you look, I'm not sure if you will not let them fall"
She opened a wall cupboard next to me. As she reached for the cups, the shirt slid up, revealing her buttocks. I gave her a pat. Solveig almost dropped the cups.
"The way you walk around here, I cannot help but come up with dirty thoughts"
"I live here. And I run around at home as I like it. Maybe you should just take a cold shower. "Solveig replied snappishly.
"After I had a cup, cold coffee tastes pretty awful..." I said and poured us two full cups. To be precise: half full, for safety's sake.
"I find milk in the fridge, I suppose?"
"Bottom left in the door." I poured my cup to the brim, which did not really change the color of the coffee. He was just light black. Slowly, my thoughts were halfway under control again. As I stirred, I noticed Solveig sneaking up behind me. She grabbed my crotch unceremoniously, felt the bulge that built up there and supposed that I would need a veeeery long cold shower.
"I'll get manage without," I replied.
"I hold against it!"
The game was on.