Something hot, wet, tight, and raw.

"I think a guy like you, and a dick this," Amber moved her other hand to his shaft for emphasis, "deserves a tight, wet, eager pussy." She stared directly into his eyes as she spoke. Her eyes shone with lust as her hands continued to tease him for a brief moment. Before they instead shot to his waist band where they made short work of his belt, button, and fly.

"How's that for special, Mr. Bigshot?" She asked playfully, throwing in a wink and even biting her lower lip. Josh was ready to swoop down upon the short vixen in front of him, pin her to the ground, tear off her every stitch of clothing, and rut her like a wild stag. He was just about ready to tell her so when a shard of icy realization fell into his mind.

"I... I don't have... a condom." He muttered awkwardly. "I'm sorry." He felt his face flush and he averted his gaze. How could he forget? How could he not have taken a few minutes to grab a pack on the way to work? How could he be so stupid?

But before he could fall too far into the blackhole of despair he felt a pair of angelic hands tease the waist band. Then his ears were graced with a wondrous syllable.

"So?"

Josh's head snapped to look at her so quickly he was surprised he did not give himself whiplash. Now it was Amber's turn to look embarrassed, but she neither looked away nor stopped playing with his waistband. Though one hand did slither up under his shirt to stroke his abs with feather-light touches.

"What?" He was completely incredulous.

"So what if you don't have a condom? I wasn't going to let you use one anyway." She started out confidently but became a little more reserved and quiet as she continued. "We're both clean. I have an IUD. And... this'll be the first time we go full P-in-V. So, maybe it's just me but I'd prefer to feel you. And let you feel me."

As she finished she gave him her biggest, most ****, puppy-dog eyes. At that he had to physically shake himself out of a stupor. While she had said her peace he had stared slack jawed at her precious, slightly flustered face. But now he had to respond.

"I'd like that too!" He said a little too quickly and a little too loudly.

"Good!" She seemed a little amused by his response but her wide smile was more earnest than teasing. Her left hand rejoined her right at his boxer's waistband, but instead of teasing or tracing they found a firm grip. "Now let's get these out of the way."

In the blink of an eye his pants and boxers were around his ankles. Amber herself lowered into what Josh's ex referred to as "that pain in the ass skirt squat." Legs together to preserve modesty and balanced precariously on spiked heels. But the blonde seemed perfectly comfortable. Infact her proficiency in disrobing him and sliding into the dreaded pose made it clear she had done this before. The fact that she knew to lean to the side to avoid his raging member's upswing, made it clear she had done this before with him.

For a brief moment Josh felt a pang of remorse. He would never remember his first time with Amber. What he would not give to be able to remember that? The thought of seeing Amber go through the same experience as Lavanya was so tantalizing. To see her shocked by his size, discovering how much she enjoyed his taste, and being completely overwhelmed by the unexpected flood of cum when he finally climaxed.

But Amber made sure he hardly had time to dwell on his loss. Her face lunged forward to nuzzle his heavy balls. She lingered there for a moment planting light kisses on each one in turn. Kisses that could be could be considered almost chaste, if it weren't for her target and the soft moans that she let slip. Then, after showing what she seemed to deem as sufficient love to his sack, she pulled back. Tracing his shaft with her silky cheek and plump lips while inhaling deeply.

"God, this smell." She muttered as she reached his bulbous tip. "And this taste."

Amber stared directly into his eyes, her sapphire eyes shimmering with open lust, as her petite, pink tongue snaked out from her mouth. It extended to make contact with his member, running from his frenulum to his slit gathering the copious precum. The feeling made Josh sigh with pleasure as shiver ran along his spine. And his cock twitch lewdly, pumping yet more of his juice into her eager mouth. As she reached the top of his urethra she flicked her tongue causing his behemoth to bounce ever so slightly.

Amber pulled back slightly, retracting her tongue as she did. Closing her eyes and mouth she took a moment just to savor his taste. And while this was clearly for her own pleasure she made quite the show for Josh. She moaned in lascivious delight, throwing her head back and pushing her small but delightful breasts out for him. Her hands tightly gripped her slim thighs, holding herself steady as her hips swayed quickly almost like she was wagging her imaginary tail.

After a single beat she looked up into his eyes again and spoke. Without even a hint of shame or dishonesty.

"Your taste alone is almost enough to make me cream myself Mr. Bigshot. Like, for real." Her deep breathing and equally deep blush made it clear she was being totally honest. "Y'know I could spend all freaking day playing with this thing."

Her tiny hands cradled the underside of cock. Stroking gently but firmly as she stood back up.

"But you've clearly waited long enough." Her hands snaked under her tight skirt, before pulling a tiny amount of sunny yellow fabric that made up a barely there g-string. After stepping out of them she twirled them around for a moment. Her gaze was locked onto his cock as she licked her lips.

"Hmm," She spoke quietly, almost like she was talking to herself. But she stayed loud enough for him to hear. And her performatively pouty tone made it clear she wanted him to hear. "How could a little lady like me possibly handle such a big, hard cock? Oh, wait. I know exactly how."

As she spoke Amber dramatically, but delicately, dropped her panties to the floor. Then she favored Josh with a smile that was equal parts beaming, teasing, devious and predatory.