Try to get some “work” done

Alex tries to draw back attention to our “project.” She asks, “What is it about?” I didn’t really think about that. I intentionally left it very vague. And I can’t exactly think of anything right now, as I’m distracted by the beautiful mounds of flesh on Alex’s chest. She notices where my eyes are glued to. “I knew working topless was a bad idea. Wait here, I’ll go put a top on.” She starts heading toward the stairs, but I manage to come out of my stupid long enough to hear her.

“Wait, wait, wait!” I say, running and getting in-between her and tinge stairs. “That’s really not necessary. I promise that I won’t stare at your boobs anymore.”

“I’m not going to go get a shirt because I want you to stop staring at my boobs,” she says. “Well, I kind of do, but it’s only because we have a project to work on and I don’t think that you will have your undivided attention to it.”

“My undivided attention will be on what matters,” I respond, taking a look at her chest again. “I’m serious, if this was any other time, I wouldn’t have a problem with this, but we need to focus.” I take a chance, which really isn’t a chance because I can control what happens here. “How about we do something to get this out of my system? Something that will allow me to focus on the project?”

“Do you mean what I think you mean?” Alex asks. “Well, that depends, what do you think I mean?”

“To put it mildly, I think what you are saying is that you want to have sex with me so that you can focus on the project.” She always was a smart one. “Then yes, that is exactly what I mean.”

“How about a counteroffer?” she asks. I do still want them to have a bit of free will, so I don’t control everything that happens here. Somethings I just let play out. And Alex right now has my attention. “Go on,” I say.

“We get some work on the project done now, and I promise to have sex with you. As many times as you want, until my parents get back. How does that sound?” It doesn’t necessarily matter to me. I can keep her parents away for hours and either way I’ll get to have sex with her. “Deal.”

We shake on it. “Great, now let’s get to work.” She heads back to the couch, but, being the horny, impatient guy I am, I make it seem like time has gone by and, suddenly, we have a complete paper finished about a random subject. “Wow, you see, time just flew by. You see what happens when we have our heads in the game?”

“My head was more interested in what was going to happen after the game. And my lower head was more interested in where it was going to end up after the game, if you know what I mean.” Alex smirks at my comments. “Oh, I know exactly what you mean. And I remember our deal. So ... let’s start off with ... do you want to do this here in the living room or somewhere in this house?”